<?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-6171207578030214507</id><updated>2011-07-31T02:18:55.327+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Hero</title><subtitle type='html'>sebuah kisah klasik untuk masa depan</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-802761925501025279</id><published>2009-11-08T10:08:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T10:10:10.254+07:00</updated><title type='text'>pindah blog.</title><content type='html'>hei teman temaaaan.&lt;br /&gt;mulai besok, gw pindah blog ke tumblr ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di&lt;br /&gt;http://allesella.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smogaaa kalian smua masi mau pay a visit ke sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cee you when i cee you! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-802761925501025279?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/802761925501025279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=802761925501025279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/802761925501025279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/802761925501025279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2009/11/pindah-blog.html' title='pindah blog.'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-4984908136422471760</id><published>2009-11-03T21:10:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:12:00.932+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ini keren parah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/SvA6D0JnbfI/AAAAAAAAADI/XDoRXrzg8ac/s1600-h/tumblr_ks6bqa3zcX1qzr04eo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/SvA6D0JnbfI/AAAAAAAAADI/XDoRXrzg8ac/s400/tumblr_ks6bqa3zcX1qzr04eo1_400.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399879790430219762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUNCH OF THANKS &lt;a target="_self" href="http://missmode.tumblr.com/"&gt;missmode&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-4984908136422471760?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/4984908136422471760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=4984908136422471760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/4984908136422471760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/4984908136422471760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2009/11/ini-keren-parah.html' title='ini keren parah.'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/SvA6D0JnbfI/AAAAAAAAADI/XDoRXrzg8ac/s72-c/tumblr_ks6bqa3zcX1qzr04eo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-4923665286415699644</id><published>2009-11-03T10:28:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T10:36:23.737+07:00</updated><title type='text'>quote : a very good one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"love hurts sometimes when you do it right"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;john&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; legend, save room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-4923665286415699644?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/4923665286415699644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=4923665286415699644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/4923665286415699644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/4923665286415699644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2009/11/quote-very-good-one.html' title='quote : a very good one.'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-8417552849993958048</id><published>2009-10-29T11:31:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T11:45:08.260+07:00</updated><title type='text'>little miss sunshine.</title><content type='html'>pagi ini gw baru ntn little miss sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;and i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, really in love with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/SukdkX-2lgI/AAAAAAAAADA/lsa71V6u_EI/s1600-h/little_miss_sunshine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/SukdkX-2lgI/AAAAAAAAADA/lsa71V6u_EI/s400/little_miss_sunshine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397878139130385922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada percakapan yang paling gw suka, antara si paman-frank dengan keponakannya-dwayne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0200452/"&gt;Dwayne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish I could just sleep until I was eighteen and skip all this crap-high school and everything-just skip it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0136797/"&gt;Frank&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Do you know who Marcel Proust is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0200452/"&gt;Dwayne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: He's the guy you teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0136797/"&gt;Frank&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Yeah. French writer. Total loser. Never had a real job. Unrequited love affairs. Gay. Spent 20 years writing a book almost no one reads. But he's also probably the greatest writer since Shakespeare. Anyway, he uh... he gets down to the end of his life, and he looks back and decides that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;all those years he suffered, Those were the best years of his life, 'cause they made him who he was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;All those years he was happy? You know, total waste. Didn't learn a thing. &lt;/span&gt;So, if you sleep until you're 18... Ah, think of the suffering you're gonna miss. I mean high school? High school-those are your prime suffering years. You don't get better suffering than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, as you know, i want to skip all of it.&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;i smiled when the uncle said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suffering.&lt;br /&gt;it's something that makes you learn. it's a things that can make who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw rasa ada benernya juga dari kata2 itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna live my miserable days (still a long long way ahead, i guess)..&lt;br /&gt;learn from it,&lt;br /&gt;and becoming not-lame-anymore-me.&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/6171207578030214507-8417552849993958048?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/8417552849993958048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=8417552849993958048' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/8417552849993958048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/8417552849993958048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-miss-sunshine.html' title='little miss sunshine.'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/SukdkX-2lgI/AAAAAAAAADA/lsa71V6u_EI/s72-c/little_miss_sunshine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-6059306807645298150</id><published>2009-10-25T15:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T15:10:15.133+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleeping to dream - jason mraz</title><content type='html'>I'm dreaming of sleeping next to you I'm feeling like a lost little boy in a brand new town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm counting my sheep and each one that passes is another dream to ashes&lt;br /&gt;and they all fall down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I lay me down tonight,&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes, what a beautiful sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping to dream about you&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so tired of having to live without you&lt;br /&gt;But I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping to dream about you and I'm so tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself in the riches (Your eyes, your lips, your hair.) And you were everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in the ditches. I hit the light and I thought you might be here&lt;br /&gt;but you were nowhere. (You were nowhere)&lt;br /&gt;Well, you were nowhere at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lay me back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Lord I pray that I can keep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping to dream about you&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so tired of having to live without you&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't mind&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping to dream about you and I'm so tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just a little a lullaby to keep myself from crying myself to sleep at night.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping to dream about you&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of having to live without you&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't mind&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping to dream about you and I'm so tired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-6059306807645298150?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-8552106520706554420</id><published>2009-10-22T07:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T07:05:26.822+07:00</updated><title type='text'>dimana?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm gonna be the fork for your spoon,&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be your buddy to be poked,&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be the left for your right,&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be your mrs. left, dear my mr. right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(where are you now?)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-8552106520706554420?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/8552106520706554420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=8552106520706554420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/8552106520706554420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/8552106520706554420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2009/10/dimana.html' title='dimana?'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-3276009398696039159</id><published>2009-10-19T20:52:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:03:40.998+07:00</updated><title type='text'>vierra = labil ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/StxxXz3GK5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/N5dVHnArElY/s1600-h/vierra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/StxxXz3GK5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/N5dVHnArElY/s400/vierra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394311107555240850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengerin vierra emangnya labil ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who cares&lt;/span&gt; lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masalahnya gw lagi suka banget bangetnya ni ama mereka.&lt;br /&gt;bahkan, masang RBT lagu mereka!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi ya,, kalo ada yang mau denger lagu vierra pas bengong, telpon aja ke hape gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ya ya..gw tau, gw emang lagi labil.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi lirik2 mereka bagus2 ko. dan yang bikin nambah suka itu gara2 suara pianonya kedengeran banget! menyenangkan deh dengerin mereka.&lt;br /&gt;(walo emang kadang suara widi-nya ga enakeun pas lagi falset. hha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;labil dulu lah ya..ahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-3276009398696039159?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/StxxXz3GK5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/N5dVHnArElY/s72-c/vierra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-2361192715156619739</id><published>2009-10-11T12:05:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T12:11:32.574+07:00</updated><title type='text'>better woman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Robbie Williams - Better Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;I need to rest in arms&lt;br /&gt;Keep me safe from harm&lt;br /&gt;In pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me endless summer&lt;br /&gt;Lord I fear the cold&lt;br /&gt;Feel I'm getting old&lt;br /&gt;Before my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doing all I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go easy on my conscience&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's not my fault&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been taught&lt;br /&gt;To take the blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured my angels&lt;br /&gt;Will catch my tears&lt;br /&gt;Walk me out of here&lt;br /&gt;I'm in pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doing all I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you've found that lover&lt;br /&gt;You're homeward bound&lt;br /&gt;Love is all around&lt;br /&gt;Love is all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some have fallen&lt;br /&gt;On stony ground&lt;br /&gt;But Love is all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;I need to rest in arms&lt;br /&gt;Keep me safe from harm&lt;br /&gt;In pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me endless summer&lt;br /&gt;Lord I fear the cold&lt;br /&gt;Feel I'm getting old&lt;br /&gt;Before my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doin' all I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-2361192715156619739?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/2361192715156619739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=2361192715156619739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/2361192715156619739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/2361192715156619739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2009/10/better-woman.html' title='better woman.'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-5213763631080171832</id><published>2009-10-11T11:49:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T12:02:12.687+07:00</updated><title type='text'>wishes (part 2).</title><content type='html'>i wish life is just like a movie story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you can skip all the details. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly there are some words appears on my life screen says :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one week later..three weeks later..summer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;skip to&lt;/span&gt; fall &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;skip to&lt;/span&gt; winter and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;skip once again to &lt;/span&gt;spring..now you are in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one year later&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i have that options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what time would you wish to land?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish..&lt;br /&gt;i could go through zillion times ahead..&lt;br /&gt;so i can skip all these miserable times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will i see you later?&lt;br /&gt;will i change?&lt;br /&gt;will&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you &lt;/span&gt;change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i know everybody's changing.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, i change into the better &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s. i'm hoping for you too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-5213763631080171832?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/5213763631080171832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=5213763631080171832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/5213763631080171832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/5213763631080171832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2009/10/wishes-part-2.html' title='wishes (part 2).'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-5016797531410147924</id><published>2009-10-10T22:10:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:15:44.449+07:00</updated><title type='text'>janji.</title><content type='html'>gw janji :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ga akan liat2 lagi,&lt;br /&gt;ga akan curi2 liat,&lt;br /&gt;ga akan pura2 ga sengaja liat,&lt;br /&gt;ga akan lagi terus nge-update..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai semua &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pr&lt;/span&gt; saya beres!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;see ya later, mister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;see you when i see you.&lt;br /&gt;when you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;please, smoga gw bisa nepatin janji ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-5016797531410147924?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-8236486031556228161</id><published>2009-10-04T17:31:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T17:55:49.127+07:00</updated><title type='text'>but i know, i just know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i may not know bout the future,&lt;br /&gt;but i know that i am still in the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may not know if i'm a real fighter,&lt;br /&gt;but i know that i am not gonna lose hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may not know if i can handle the truth,&lt;br /&gt;but i know that i am still gonna wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i obviously don't know when you really gonna leave (in my mind),&lt;br /&gt;but i know that i am still here if you come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;if i am still in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-8236486031556228161?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/8236486031556228161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=8236486031556228161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/8236486031556228161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/8236486031556228161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2009/10/but-i-know-i-just-know.html' title='but i know, i just know.'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-2161328120902903547</id><published>2009-10-03T00:10:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T00:28:55.374+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you anyway - mocca</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;its 10 pm and you're late again&lt;br /&gt;and i can't understand what kept you so long&lt;br /&gt;now look at you&lt;br /&gt;wearing that shirt again&lt;br /&gt;don't you realize how ugly that thing is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but even so&lt;br /&gt;i love you anyway&lt;br /&gt;no matter how things have gone&lt;br /&gt;you'll always have me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now here it comes&lt;br /&gt;you complain again&lt;br /&gt;complain about everything&lt;br /&gt;its driving me mad&lt;br /&gt;now look at you&lt;br /&gt;wearing that shirt again&lt;br /&gt;don't you realize how ugly that thing is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but even so&lt;br /&gt;i love you anyway&lt;br /&gt;no matter how things have gone&lt;br /&gt;you'll always have me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you'll always have me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-2161328120902903547?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/2161328120902903547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=2161328120902903547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/2161328120902903547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/2161328120902903547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-you-anyway-mocca.html' title='i love you anyway - mocca'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-802604914289810171</id><published>2009-09-30T20:28:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T21:07:24.397+07:00</updated><title type='text'>wish.</title><content type='html'>my only wish for now :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terus menerus ketawa ngakak.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/SsNlz3GdswI/AAAAAAAAACw/uDmQ2WoyRtw/s1600-h/tumblr_kqbm05UV6h1qzr04eo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/SsNlz3GdswI/AAAAAAAAACw/uDmQ2WoyRtw/s400/tumblr_kqbm05UV6h1qzr04eo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387261520904041218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(by &lt;a title="Past present by chris" href="http://privatethoughtpublic.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;chris&lt;/a&gt; , source : http://icanread.tumblr.com)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-802604914289810171?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/802604914289810171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=802604914289810171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/802604914289810171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/802604914289810171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2009/09/wish.html' title='wish.'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/SsNlz3GdswI/AAAAAAAAACw/uDmQ2WoyRtw/s72-c/tumblr_kqbm05UV6h1qzr04eo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-6840722841604927333</id><published>2009-09-23T23:12:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:13:36.708+07:00</updated><title type='text'>run run run!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/SrpJEV7WtTI/AAAAAAAAACo/Sh0uiHZNLJQ/s1600-h/tumblr_kpx3m4N7Yd1qzb702o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 68px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/SrpJEV7WtTI/AAAAAAAAACo/Sh0uiHZNLJQ/s400/tumblr_kpx3m4N7Yd1qzb702o1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384696643429250354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(by &lt;a target="_blank" title="ForeverJoy" href="http://foreverjoy.tumblr.com/"&gt;foreverjoy&lt;/a&gt; , source : http://icanread.tumblr.com)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-6840722841604927333?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/SrpJEV7WtTI/AAAAAAAAACo/Sh0uiHZNLJQ/s72-c/tumblr_kpx3m4N7Yd1qzb702o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-8570541267176098360</id><published>2009-09-23T22:46:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:09:05.862+07:00</updated><title type='text'>third eye blind - deep inside of you</title><content type='html'>When we met light was shed&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts free flow you said&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got&lt;br /&gt;Somethin’&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wind chime voice sounds&lt;br /&gt;Sway of your hips ‘round rings true&lt;br /&gt;It goes deep inside of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These secret garden beams&lt;br /&gt;Changed my life so it seems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Fall breeze blows outside&lt;br /&gt;I don’t break stride&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts are warm&lt;br /&gt;And they go deep inside of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;And I never felt alone&lt;br /&gt;Alright&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh ohhh ‘til I met you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends say I’ve changed&lt;br /&gt;I don’t listen&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I live to be&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slide up her dress&lt;br /&gt;Shouts in darkness&lt;br /&gt;I’m so alive&lt;br /&gt;I’m deep inside of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said boy made girl feel good&lt;br /&gt;But still&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never felt alone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Til I met you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m alright on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And then I met you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’d know what to do if I just knew what’s comin’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would change myself if I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would walk with my people if I could find ‘em&lt;br /&gt;And I’d say that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I’m sorry&lt;/span&gt; to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I’m sorry to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I don’t wanna call you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I wanna to call you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;‘Cause I don’t wanna crush you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I feel like crushin’ you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it’s true&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I took for granted you were with me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I breathe by your looks and you look right through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(We were broke and) didn’t know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were broke and didn’t know (3x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh that’s right&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somethin’s gone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You withdraw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m not strong like before&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was deep inside of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can go nowhere&lt;br /&gt;I burn candles and stare at a ghost&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And some great need in me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starts to bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’ve lost myself there’s nothin’ left&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all gone&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside of you (3x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/SrpGmUQnXZI/AAAAAAAAACg/xpUkuOSXdRA/s1600-h/3838491478_463fe9ae70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/SrpGmUQnXZI/AAAAAAAAACg/xpUkuOSXdRA/s400/3838491478_463fe9ae70.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384693928562220434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(by &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/laurencephilomene2" target="_blank"&gt;laurence 2&lt;/a&gt; , source : http://icanread.tumblr.com)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-8570541267176098360?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/8570541267176098360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=8570541267176098360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/8570541267176098360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/8570541267176098360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2009/09/third-eye-blind-deep-inside-of-you.html' title='third eye blind - deep inside of you'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/SrpGmUQnXZI/AAAAAAAAACg/xpUkuOSXdRA/s72-c/3838491478_463fe9ae70.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-1732625441827497272</id><published>2009-09-20T20:30:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T20:32:22.767+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>setelah dengerin nasehat sana sini..&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya tersadar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;udah ah!&lt;br /&gt;naikin pantat, jangan terus2an bermuram durja, banyakin jalan-jalannya..hhe.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mudah2an,&lt;br /&gt;smuanya akan menjadi tetap sama &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di dalam&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;meskipun berbeda di luarnya.&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/6171207578030214507-1732625441827497272?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/1732625441827497272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=1732625441827497272' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/1732625441827497272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/1732625441827497272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2009/09/setelah-dengerin-nasehat-sana-sini.html' title=''/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-739118372761755754</id><published>2009-09-18T22:03:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:05:54.026+07:00</updated><title type='text'>would you do me a favor?</title><content type='html'>hari ini semua terasa lambat.&lt;br /&gt;rasanya gw hanya menyia-nyiakan hmpir 10 jam awal hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well there are 10 things i hate about today :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. gw ga lagi buka mata dengan langsung menemukan tulisan "one new message"&lt;br /&gt;2. gw ga bisa lagi ngebuka hari dengan nelpon dirinya dan berteriak "genduuuuuut!"&lt;br /&gt;3. gw ga perlu lagi mengabarkan kegiatan hari ini kepada siapa pun&lt;br /&gt;4. gw ga ngelakuin apa2 selain nunggu jam setengah 5 buat buka puasa bareng&lt;br /&gt;5. gw ga lagi mesti buru2 ngabarin ke dia setelah nyampe rumah&lt;br /&gt;6. kepala gw penuh tentang dia&lt;br /&gt;7. gw merasa ada yang kosong tanpa tau mesti diisi dengan apa&lt;br /&gt;8. gw harus nerima kenyataan kalo sms gw ga dibales lagi ma dia&lt;br /&gt;9. gw terus2an ngerasa kalo gw kurang berusaha&lt;br /&gt;10. gw terus2an bolak balik ngecek hp, dan menemukan display yang sama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw mengutuk orang yang menciptakan hp, internet, ym, dan segala macam alat komunikasi untuk saat ini.&lt;br /&gt;karena semua itu ga berguna buat gw di hari ini, besok, bahkan beberapa bulan ke depan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh,,&lt;br /&gt;tolong buang hp gw dan benturin kpala gw ke dinding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karena mungkin dengan ngerasain sakit di luar, rasa sakit di dalam bakal sedikit berkurang.&lt;br /&gt;walopun sedikit,&lt;br /&gt;gw bener bener ngbutuhinnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan kalo ga ada seorang pun yang mau ngelakuin kedua hal itu,&lt;br /&gt;gw mohon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tolong bangunin gw di saat semua rasa sakit ini hilang,&lt;br /&gt;dan bakal jadi lebih baik, kalo semua ga ada yang berubah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sama sekali.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-739118372761755754?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/739118372761755754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=739118372761755754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/739118372761755754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/739118372761755754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2009/09/would-you-do-me-favor.html' title='would you do me a favor?'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-2741405707895051345</id><published>2009-09-18T05:25:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T05:28:58.463+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a dream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wake me up when there is no tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;coz i don't feel like i wanna live in the future,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      without it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;tadi malem gw mimpi, dimana gw ga punya mimpi lagi.&lt;br /&gt;gelap.&lt;br /&gt;yg teringat hanya secuil senyum dan wangi sampo dari rambut sseorang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh..&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna wake up..&lt;br /&gt;facing the whole world with this reality..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-2741405707895051345?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/2741405707895051345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=2741405707895051345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/2741405707895051345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/2741405707895051345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2009/09/dream.html' title='a dream.'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-3394888708616698622</id><published>2009-09-06T20:49:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T21:06:00.186+07:00</updated><title type='text'>how would you define your mr. right?</title><content type='html'>kita semua pasti punya tipe pacar impian masing-masing. entah mungkin dia adalah seorang pemain band, atlet olahraga tertentu, cwo yang jadi juara kelas, bermata sipit, berbadan tegap, atau tipe lainnya yang sering kita--or spesifically i,, called &lt;em&gt;mr. right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sejujurnya, gw ga pernah punya tipe mr. right yang spesifik. well, gw pernah memimpikan jadi pacar vic zhou hingga adam brody. membayangkan betapa nyamannya kalo punya pacar ky gerard butler dan se-cool jason statham (aksen mereka bikin gw tergila2).tapi, kalo ditarik satu garis lurus dari smua cwo impian itu, ga akan ada kesimpulan yang bisa ngegambarin sperti apa kira2 tipe cwo yang gw pengen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just happen. &lt;em&gt;click&lt;/em&gt; -- just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi kalo ditanya,&lt;br /&gt;how would i define my mr. right??&lt;br /&gt;honestly i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;i would rather say,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the one who complete me and obviously, i can do the same thing for him as well..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,, the BIG question is..&lt;br /&gt;how we would know that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siapa ? kapan ? gmn ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo kt salah satu temen gw, kenapa sih kita mesti menghabiskan banyak waktu dengan satu orang, ketika ternyata pada akhirnya kita malah berjodoh dengan orang lain? knp ga langsung ditunjukkin aja,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"nih, ini loh jodoh kamu.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;voila!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secara instan bertemu ama mr. right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi kata temen yang lain lagi (who recently being engaged), jodoh itu emang bukan untuk ditunggu datang dengan sendirinya lewat satu mimpi di tengah malam.&lt;br /&gt;cara bertemu dengan mr/ms. right bukan hanya dengan menikmati penantian dan pencarian dari satu orang ke orang yang lain lagi.&lt;br /&gt;tapi jodoh adalah&lt;em&gt; penetapan&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan di dalam perjalanan menuju penetapan itu, ada yang namanya &lt;em&gt;keyakinan&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi,,apa jadinya saat orang yang kamu anggap mr. right,, ternyata blm ngerasain hal yang sama...&lt;br /&gt;otomatis kamu mulai ngerasa ada yang salah ma diri kamu sendiri,,&lt;br /&gt;apa jadinya saat keyakinan yang ada hanya dari salah satu pihak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa ? kenapa ? gmn ?&lt;br /&gt;should i let go ? should i leave ?&lt;br /&gt;constant questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,, one thing i know now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just can't stand being without him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..so here i am,,&lt;br /&gt;seeking and waiting for the faith.&lt;br /&gt;faith that can bring us stick together,&lt;br /&gt;or forever apart..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-3394888708616698622?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/3394888708616698622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=3394888708616698622' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/3394888708616698622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/3394888708616698622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-would-you-define-your-mr-right.html' title='how would you define your mr. right?'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-4285600018402549190</id><published>2009-08-26T22:58:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T23:28:34.351+07:00</updated><title type='text'>exquisite.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"you were an exquisite waste of time"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kata pertama yang keluar di pikiran gw, "apa sih artinya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exquisite&lt;/span&gt;??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;exquisite&lt;/span&gt; /ek'skisit, 'ek-/ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ks&lt;/span&gt;. 1 indah sekali, sangat elok. 2 halus sekali. 3 hebat sekali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"indah sekali" dan "halus sekali" kynya bisa kita hapus dari daftar arti..ha. yang artinya tinggal satu arti:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"lo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;luar biasa&lt;/span&gt; ngebuang-buang waktu gw"&lt;/blockquote&gt;seketika gw langsung ngakak. gila, ni kata-kata pas banget buat semua tipe mantan yang sukses ngebuat diri kita bisa menjadi orang terbodoh sedunia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan hal itu ga terjadi satu kali di gw.&lt;br /&gt;ga cuma sekali. atau dua kali. engga, bahkan gw ampe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tiga kali&lt;/span&gt; ngerasainnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i'm even worse than a donkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so guys, here is what i need to say all this time..&lt;br /&gt;to each of you who dumped me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/SpVhf1i0UTI/AAAAAAAAACY/8iPnsZFrJok/s1600-h/UU8sftjMcqdb75b10NAJFvvwo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/SpVhf1i0UTI/AAAAAAAAACY/8iPnsZFrJok/s320/UU8sftjMcqdb75b10NAJFvvwo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374308929913508146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;from: http://icanread.tumblr.com (by im-perfectionist)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-4285600018402549190?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/4285600018402549190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=4285600018402549190' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/4285600018402549190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/4285600018402549190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2009/08/exquisite.html' title='exquisite.'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/SpVhf1i0UTI/AAAAAAAAACY/8iPnsZFrJok/s72-c/UU8sftjMcqdb75b10NAJFvvwo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-5717057626701684810</id><published>2009-08-09T22:55:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:07:54.200+07:00</updated><title type='text'>anyer.</title><content type='html'>yippie! satu lagi ektra di akhir liburan ini.&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya kesampean juga maen2 ke anyer. untung kantor si ppa lagi ngadain family gathering.&lt;br /&gt;gw perginya berdua doang looh. haha. father-daughter time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi sayang! pantainya banyak karangnya.. ga bisa maen ombak d.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/Sn7zXhsHGDI/AAAAAAAAABg/0hxynRAxOaI/s1600-h/SDC18552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/Sn7zXhsHGDI/AAAAAAAAABg/0hxynRAxOaI/s320/SDC18552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367995391378135090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keren kaan? sayang gabisa dipake maen ombak. huhuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oia, that's sunset looked like yesterday :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-5717057626701684810?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/Sn7zXhsHGDI/AAAAAAAAABg/0hxynRAxOaI/s72-c/SDC18552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-900487619521374069</id><published>2009-08-04T20:21:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T20:28:01.731+07:00</updated><title type='text'>being b*tch?</title><content type='html'>being b*tch or not, is all about what people see and think of it.&lt;br /&gt;if you say this is your decision,&lt;br /&gt;your happiness,&lt;br /&gt;then you're not a b*tch for your self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's what you need to stand for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make yourself comfortable,&lt;br /&gt;search for your own happiness,&lt;br /&gt;and not others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as you're in the right path.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-900487619521374069?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/900487619521374069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=900487619521374069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/900487619521374069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/900487619521374069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2009/08/being-btch.html' title='being b*tch?'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-8361960510067180822</id><published>2009-08-04T00:18:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T00:35:51.592+07:00</updated><title type='text'>blah blah blah.</title><content type='html'>most of my life is about complaining.&lt;br /&gt;i am certainly a complaining person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like this..i don't like that.&lt;br /&gt;i want this..i want that.&lt;br /&gt;you should have done this..done that.&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm definitely a super hard headed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but once i lose it,&lt;br /&gt;once i feel nothing bout it,&lt;br /&gt;i shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cried so hard till the hurt stop.&lt;br /&gt;but it didn't stop just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;losing YOU,&lt;br /&gt;made me realize that the world is just not about ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please don't leave now.&lt;br /&gt;just hang on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll stop saying this and that..&lt;br /&gt;i'll stop,&lt;br /&gt;and let my ego burned down to ashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll learn to reach your hands once again.&lt;br /&gt;shut my mouth and all the paranoia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just stay.&lt;br /&gt;would you?&lt;br /&gt;let us have nite like this,&lt;br /&gt;again and again and again.&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/6171207578030214507-8361960510067180822?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/8361960510067180822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=8361960510067180822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/8361960510067180822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/8361960510067180822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2009/08/blah-blah-blah.html' title='blah blah blah.'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-8969742301443320512</id><published>2009-07-03T22:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T23:43:47.633+07:00</updated><title type='text'>life is hard.</title><content type='html'>iya, gw tau gw terlalu telat buat nyadarin hal ini. selama ini mama selalu marah2 dengan kata2 yang sama tiap gw minta dibeliin suatu barang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"emangnya kamu pikir nyari duit itu gampang?? bapak kamu kerja mati2an buat ngasi kamu duit!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..setiap mama beres ngomong itu, dalam hati gw selalu ngomong..&lt;br /&gt;iya..iya ma. gampang deh. pas sella uda punya kerjaan sella ganti smua yang uda mama papa beliin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;tapi beberapa minggu ini gw nyadar. &lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nyari uang itu emang susah!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi di hari sabtu beberapa minggu kemaren, gw pertama kalinya naek bus umum jurusan bogor-kp. rambutan. itu bener2 pertama kalinya gw naik bus yang isinya macem2 orang...nenek kakek bapak ibu..smuanya ada. saling berbagi keringat di dalem bus yang dinamain "bus AC" padahal yang kerasa cuma angin lewat. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begitu masuk bus, hal pertama yang gw pikir adalah&lt;br /&gt;"gw duduk dimana ya?"&lt;br /&gt;untung masi ada satu kursi kosong yang rada depan dan sebelahan ma cwe berkerudung.&lt;br /&gt;begitu duduk, haahh, lega. akhirnya kebagian duduk.&lt;br /&gt;tapi busnya ngetem dulu. nunggu ampe penuh. dan di sana, pertama kalinya gw ngliat (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i know it sounds terrible, sorry&lt;/span&gt;) orang2 dengan tingkat ekonomi menengah ke bawah yang berjuang buat &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dapetin uang semaksimal mungkin&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sambil nunggu...gw ngliat banyak penjaja kluar masuk.. nawarin gorengan, minuman, kacang madu, ampe aseman, dengan berbagai macam cara. ada yang cuma lewat2 sperti biasa, tapi ada yang pake cara yang baru gw tau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..makanannya diserahin dulu ke semua penumpang, smbil ngomong dengan kata2 dan intonasi yang uda terbiasa banget, ky terprogram:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"silahkan diambil kacangnya, seribu saja,, kalau suka tinggal bayar, kalau tidak saya ambil kembali"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw ngebayangin bapak itu nanti balik lagi ngambilin smua barang jajaannya. dan ngehadepin orang2 yang ga beli..&lt;br /&gt;ugh, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bagi gw, penolakan adalah hal yang sangaaaaaat susah!&lt;/span&gt; &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan ada yang lebih lagi..bapak2 yang mungkin usianya uda 30an..ngejajain sendal refleksi dengan cara yang sama ky penjaja kacang tadi..&lt;br /&gt;ditaro2 dulu ke smua pnumpang..trus entar dia trun dari bus lewat pintu belakang, dan naik lagi lewat pintu depan.&lt;br /&gt;sendal refleksi kan g terlalu dibutuhin...jadi pasti ga bakal banyak juga yang beli. God, gw ga tega ngeliat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dia ikhlas banget sambil senyum ngambilin sendal2 itu lagi satu persatu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huah. uda pegen nangis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apalagi sebelumnya ada kakek yang tuna netra minta2 smbil ditarik sama cucunya yang masih kecil..jalan dari satu kursi ke kursi yang lain dengan nada dan kata yang selaluuuu sama..saking terbiasanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah smuanya berlalu. dan stlh sempet ngomong dalem ati, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thank god!&lt;/span&gt;" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seriously..&lt;/span&gt;gw pikir waktu itu smua &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sightseeing&lt;/span&gt; ini uda berakhir). tepat beberapa menit sebelum berangkat..ternyata masih ada lagi yang berusaha nyari uang di tengah bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waktu itu gw duduknya kehalang sama kursiny penumpang di hadapan gw. jadi yang kedengeran cuma suara aja. ternyata kali ini ada penyanyi yang make speaker berkaset dikalungin. jadi dia ky karaokean gitu..suaranya kereeen deh! serak2 basah. emang sih, nyanyinya dangdut. tapi itu ga ngebuat keindahan suaranya berkurang. malah makin keren ngedenger dia bercengkok ria.&lt;br /&gt;bgtu lagu habis, dia kan mulai minta uang tuh..&lt;br /&gt;pas nyampe di kursi gw..&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;ternyata dia juga tuna netra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seketika aja..gw ngerasa uang itu adalah hal yang smua orang cari..&lt;br /&gt;dengan berbagai cara..dengan cara apapun.&lt;br /&gt;dan ngedapetinnya emang bener2 ga gampang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gw saluuuut ma semuanyaaa.... :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;..akhirnya bus AC itu pergi ninggalin terminal baranangsiang bogor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belum beres gw nyerna ilham yang barusan didapet,&lt;br /&gt;tiba2 di tengah perjalanan, ada suara anak kecil dari lorong bus yang minta izin kalo dia mau ngamen..&lt;br /&gt;dia pun mulai ngamen dong..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tanpa satu alat musik pun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuma ngandelin suaranya yang belom beger dan lagu2 top2 forty indonesia masa kini..&lt;br /&gt;macam st12, wali, hijau daun, bahkan ungu (bayangin lagu ungu yang ada ngerap-nya itu dia nyanyiin sendiri dengan rap yang amburadul..he).&lt;br /&gt;dia nyanyi, SEPANJANG PERJALANAN..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no drinks,,no sit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pengorbanan itu..bakal diganti berapa ama orang yang mau ngasi uang ke dia..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;life is hard&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skrg baru gw sadarin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with my own f-ing eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-8969742301443320512?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/8969742301443320512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=8969742301443320512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/8969742301443320512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/8969742301443320512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-is-hard.html' title='life is hard.'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-2784581100299809163</id><published>2009-06-13T19:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T19:50:47.740+07:00</updated><title type='text'>why so serious?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;apa si yang ada di benak kalian kalo uda denger kata kerja? pasti kebayangnya (sebagian besar) yang serius2 mulu kaan? naah, sama. sbnrnya dulu gw juga gitu. tapi setelah 2 minggu ngerasain kP di lab mikro nutrifood, ternyata kerja ga perlu serius mulu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apalagi di lab mikro itu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ancuuuuur.. X)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lab mikro ada di bawah divisi PQL (yang kepanjangannya pun gw ga tau apa..hha). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lab ini ada di dalam gedung yang juga punya lab kimia (sebelahan) dan divisi RnD (Resource and Development) di lantai atasnya. tapi PQL dan RnD ini beda divisi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;personil PQL:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;manajernya namanya pak camus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;administrasi namanya mas mispan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;supervisor gw namanya mba ninuk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan beberapa orang2 lab mikro dan kimia lainnya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ada ujo, bogie, iduy, bang gojin, rizat, agnes, banyak deh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan semuanya ini, diulang ya, SEMUANYA (bahkan ampe pak camus dan orang2 kantor yang berwajah lugu) ini kompaaaaak banget ngejailin orang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;salah satu korbannya: anak pkL yang bernama sella agustin. huaah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jadi ceritanya kan gara2 tas gw yang dicuri itu, gw jadi ga bisa absen lagi di satpam. soalnya kartu absennya ikut ilang. di nutrifood ada 3 sistem absen. yang pertama tinggal ngegesekin kartu absen ky kartu atm aja ke mesin, yang kedua di 'jegrekin' ke mesin absen, nah yg ketiga ditandatanganin ama satpam. kynya yang terakhir ini emang khusus buat pegawai pkL. jadi otomatis kartu gw paling simpel kaan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi..pas sella lapor ke mba ninuk, dia bilang ada prosedurnya buat dapetin kartu absen lagi. caranya itu mesti bikin surat berita acara, trus minta tanda tangan pak camus, baru dibawa ke HR (human resources). hari itu mba ninuk bilang, ntar ya sel gw cek dulu ke bagian HR-nya gimana caranya ngurusin kartu lo. uda gitu dia langsung nlpn seseorang. trus gw dipanggil buat ngbrol ma orang itu bentar. dia bilang, ntar gw bikin aja dulu surat keterangan kehilangan kartu, minta tanda tangan dari pak camus dan mba ninuk. trus dikasi ke orang yang ngurusinnya, namanya mas apip (serius pake 'p').&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ga lama abis telpon itu, tiba2 ada telepon lagi. kali ini bilangnya dari mas apip yang tadi itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dia nanya: "emang kartunya kenapa"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sella: "ilang mas di dalem tas, tasnya kecurian..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas apip: "ooh gitu, ya udah skrg kamu bikin aja dulu surat kehilangannya ky yang biasanya. trus, maaf aja ya ini sella, karena kehilangannya kejadian di luar nutrifood, jadi nanti ada biaya pembayaran administrasi sebesar 5000 rupiah"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dalem hati.. ya uda lah 5000 ini. tapi ya masaa,,uda ma kehilangannya bukan gara2 disengaja, kartu paling simple lagi, ada biaya administrasi juga?? hmmmpfh. kesaaal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smbil manyun gw bilang aja ke mba ninuk kalo bla bla bla. trus dia nyuru minjem komputernya mas mispan di kantor buat bikin surat kehilangan sperti yang disuru.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dateng ke dalem kantor, mas mispan nanya: "emang kenapa sel?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sella: "kartunya ilang di tas mas.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas mispan: "tasnya mana?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jiaah. gw mesti ngulang lagi. dengan hati miris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sella: "ilang mas..heu"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas mispan: "oiah?? y udah.. nanti saya HR dulu ya form suratnya ky gimana."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;abis itu ada jeda makan siang dulu. di kantin ternyata ketemu mas mispan. dia bilang form-nya uda dia print. gw tinggal ngisi aja. gw pikir, yaa sudalah untung uda ada formnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;balik lagi ke kantor, gw isi tu form, trus minta tanda tangan mba ninuk. gw liat si emang ada keterangan di paling bawah:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"apabila khilangan kartu di luar kawasan nutrifood, dikenakan biaya administrasi Rp 5.000,00"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;abis ditanda tangan mba ninuk, eh ternyata dia bilang form itu doang masi ga cukup. butuh dilampirin surat berita kehilangan yang ditanda tangan pak camus. y udah,, akhirnya gw ngetik sendiri tu surat, print, minta tanda tangan pak camus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beres smuanya, gw minta izin ke mba ninuk buat ke gedung HR ketemuan ama mas apip. dia ngebolehin dan nyuruh iduy, oB di lab, buat nemenin gw kesana. alesannya, dulu si iduy mecahin alat yang juga mesti bayar biaya administrasi. jadi dia uda tau dimana mas apip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;di gedung HR, gw nyerahin form plus lampiran berita kehilangan ke mas2 yang kata iduy bernama mas apip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sella: "ini mas suratnya.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas apip: "ooh ya uda, nanti saya sampaikan ke pak hujri"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sella: "trus 5000-nya mas?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas apip: "ha? 5000?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas2 di meja sebelah: "ooh sini de, ke saya aja bayarnya"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas apip: "oh y suda, tuh."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas2 itu ngluarin satu amplop putih bgitu gw nyerahin uangnya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"nih, kasiin lagi ke supervisor kamu ya. siapa namanya? mba ninik?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"mba ninuk, mas.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ya..ya.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smpai di lab, gw kasiin tu amplop ke mba ninuk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sella: "ni mba, dari mas2 yang di gedung tadi"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mba ninuk: "apaan? ya lo buka aja sendiri deh. palingan itu kartu absensi lo lagi"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;begitu gw buka, ternyata..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kartu absensi baru plus uang 5000 rupiah lagi, utuh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;otomatis gw teriak kesel smbil mukul2 mba ninuk. tapi jadi kepojok gara2 smua anak lab dari mikro ampe kimia ngeriungin gw pengen tau ada apaan. tiba2 mata gw berkaca2.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;karena dalam pikiran gw, itu 5000 emang dibalikin lagi karena uda dibayarin ama orang di lab. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jadi intinya, gw uda terharu ama kekompakan mereka. nangis deh..hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ehh,, GA TAUNYA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ternyata itu semua boongan! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ga ada tuh yang namanya bikin surat kehilangan, isi form kehilangan, minta tanda tangan mba ninuk, pak camus, apalagi sampai bayar 5000! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smuanya boong! haha.. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mulai dari mas apip yang nelpon gw..trnyata itu abang gojin dari lab mikro sendiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas mispan yang ternyata nambahin kata2 biaya administrasi Rp 5000 di form kehilangan! (form itu emang ada buat yang kartu absen yang hilang ato rusak, tapi GA PAKE bayar biaya administrasi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pak camus yang nandatanganin surat berita kehilangan (pak manajer pun ternyata ikutan ngjailin..wew)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ampe mas2 di sebelah mas apip (beneran) itu, yang ngasi balik 5000. dia kan padahal uda ky ga akrab ama mba ninuk, ternyataaa kongkalikong di belakang..huhuuu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bener bener. smua orang di lab kompak bangett! sukses ngjailin gw...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;huaaah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gilaaa..smuanya, bener2 smuanya ternyata cuman kejailan orang2 di lab aja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;otak dari smua ini: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;supervisor gw sendiri&lt;/span&gt;. huuh! dasar mba ninuk! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seruu kaaan!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ga akan ada lagi kynya suasana kerja serame ini. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thx god, gw kP di lab mikro &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;nutrifood&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-2784581100299809163?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/2784581100299809163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=2784581100299809163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/2784581100299809163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/2784581100299809163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-so-serious.html' title='why so serious?'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-587704682376883785</id><published>2009-06-11T19:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:19:20.066+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday bloody sunday.</title><content type='html'>satu pesan gw: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JANGAN NARO TAS KALIAN DI LANTAI KALO LAGI MAKAN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;mau itu di warung, food court, bahkan restoran ternama sekalipun. karena dengan sangat sukses tas gw, ya gw ulang skali lagi, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TAS&lt;/span&gt; gw &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ILANG&lt;/span&gt; diambil orang . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi kan gw uda sminggu ini jadi anak perantauan ke bogor, menuntut ilmu demi memuaskan hati para dosen. nah, di weekend kemaren gw ma temen kosan balik ke bandung dengan satu tujuan: nyuci baju.&lt;br /&gt;tapi balik ke rumah bukannya istirahat, gw msih harus ngerjain laporan buat dikumpulin seninnya. stelah seharian penuh ngerjain di hari sabtu, hari minggunya gw uda bersiap balik ke bogor dan ngumpulin tugas ke kampus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smpai di kampus, gw pisah ma ortu. mereka beli oleh2 batagor ke kingsley, gw tetep di kampus buat ngumpulin tugas skalian ke lfm buat ngurusin perduitan yang ketunda. *perduitan = karena gw bendahara di lfm.&lt;br /&gt;jadi koper, ember, ma laptop gw masi ditaro di mobil. nanti mereka bakal ke kampus buat nganterin smua brg2 itu +batagor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selesai ngasih uang ke temen2 yang emang uda minta, ujan turun deres banget. waktu itu uda jam set4. gw bakal dijmput travel skitar jam set5 digerbang depan itb. gw uda mikir 'bakal ngapain lagi ya?'&lt;br /&gt;eh ternyata anak2 disana ngajakin makan. walopun ujan deres banget, gw iya-in aja tu ajakan. karena emang pas itu gw juga rada laper. dipikir bakal makan di deket2 itb..eh trnyata pada mau makan di hoka hoka bento bip (jln merdeka)..&lt;br /&gt;karena gw uda terlanjur masuk ke dalem mobil temen, y uda gw ngikut aja. apalagi katanya bisa pesen paket hemat yang harganya 10rb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selesai pesen..gw taro tas selempang gw yang berisi:&lt;br /&gt;-buku tabungan lfm&lt;br /&gt;-dompet gw lengkap dengan ktp, kartu mahasiswa, sim, atm lfm, dll.&lt;br /&gt;-buku agenda&lt;br /&gt;-buku bendahara&lt;br /&gt;-charger laptop&lt;br /&gt;-tempat kacamata&lt;br /&gt;-mouse laptop&lt;br /&gt;-iket rambut&lt;br /&gt;-yaah..pokonya segala yang penting2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ke lantai bawah sebelah kiri gw yang terhalang pilar. jadi, bayangin aja ada pilar di tengah2 restoran, trus sblh kanannya ada meja makan..nah gw duduk di bagian dalem, jadi otomatis kan badan gw ditutupin ama pilar di kiri, kursi sebelah kanan gw, kursi di sebelah kiri (rada nyerong karena kehalangan pilar), dan meja di blkg.&lt;br /&gt;skali lagi, gw naro tas bukan di bagian jalan orang lalu lalang. tapi bener2 di bagian dalem, yg uda kehalangan pilar, meja belakang, ma temen di kursi serong kiri itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sperti biasa, kita makan kan dengan lahap. smua fokus makan. becanda2 pun kynya ga segitunya berlebihan. gw bahkan sama skali ga beranjak dari kursi. pas mau balik krn ternyata gw uda ditunggu travel di gerbang depan, gw mau ambil tu tas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*astaghfirullah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'LOH, TAS GW MANA????'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilang aja gitu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gila gila gila. gw uda g ngerti lagi. sumpah, pas saat itu gw berharap banget gw lagi dikerjain stasiun tv manaa gitu. yang nanti di ujung2nya ada orang nyamperin gw smbil bilang 'mba, mba, coba liat ke arah kamera sana'.&lt;br /&gt;tp engga.&lt;br /&gt;tas gw tetep ga ada, orang yang nymperin gw ga ada, temen gw berwajah panik smua.&lt;br /&gt;karena seriusnya, ga ada satu pun dari kita yang nyadar ada tangan ato orang yang jongkok2 nyoba ambil tas gw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaarrrgh. gila. waktu itu gw uda ngerasa mati di tempat.&lt;br /&gt;untung hp smpet gw kluarin dari tas. tapi nelpon mama malah memperburuk suasana.&lt;br /&gt;mama marah2 dengan suara melengking. papa yang biasanya baik banget langsung berubah ga mau tau masalah gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untung temen nyadarin dan langsung nyruh ngeblokir smua atm yang ada..&lt;br /&gt;pas gw denger suara mba2 bank di ujung sana, gw akhirnya tersadar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini bukan mimpi, sella agustiiiiin!!&lt;br /&gt;sh*t!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stelah beres ngblokir smua atm, ada satu masalah lagi..&lt;br /&gt;bapak sopir travel uda marah2 ngguin gw satu jam lebih.&lt;br /&gt;arrrgh mau mati aja..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mau tinggal di bandung buat ngurus sgalanya ga bisa, karena gw uda nelantarin tu sopir sejam lebih. dengan perasaan mau gila, gw berangkat. tanpa ngurus surat kehilangan, ato ngurus ke bank buat ngeblokir rekening tabungan lfm.&lt;br /&gt;untung hari itu hari minggu. karena kalo hari biasa, pasti tu copet laknat uda ke bank buat ambil uang dalem tabungan lfm lewat buku tabungan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untuuuuuuung aja, Tuhan masi sayang ma gw.&lt;br /&gt;karena klo ampe waktu itu kejadian, bisa mati (lagi) gw di tempat. karena isi di dalem tabungan itu BENAR BENAR GA SEDIKIT. pfiuhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nympe di bogor, ternyata kaka masi sayang juga ma gw..&lt;br /&gt;dia uda ngbujuk papa buat bikin surat izin blokir yang mesti dikirim via fax ke pusat bni. dan ternyata papa (setelah dibujuk mama) uda bikin surat laporan kehilangan juga..&lt;br /&gt;karena uda malem, ga ada mesin fax di tempat kosan maupun di rumah gw. untuuuung (lagi) aja om lagi main ke rumah yang di bandung, jadi akhirnya dia yang ngirim via fax lewat kantornya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huaah.&lt;br /&gt;sedikit lega di malem itu..tapi besok pagi gw mesti bangun buat balik lagi k bandung....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stelah izin ke kantor buat day off skitar 2 hari, akhirnya gw balik lagi ka bandung naik travel.&lt;br /&gt;nyampe bandung, gw langsung ke bank buat pindah rekening..dan skalian minta formulir buat ngurus kartu mahasiswa.&lt;br /&gt;sebelumnya, mama uda dateng pagi2 banget buat ngeblokir rekening2 yang ada..hhu..thx mom.&lt;br /&gt;nyampe gerbang depan itb, lgsg ke bni yang di dalemnya, tanda tangan sana sini. akhirnya bisa sedikit bernafas lega...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapii.. karena gw ga punya ktp. buku tabungannya masi ditahan disana ampe ktp gw jadi.&lt;br /&gt;malemnya, ditemani mr. s gw keliling minta tanda tangan pak rt dan rw. biar besoknya bisa langsung bikin ktp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besok paginya..gw ke polwitabes buat bikin sim. barengan juga ama mr. s yang juga mau bikin sim gara2 ilang dari staun yang lalu (hha. slama ini gw disetirin ama kriminal!) .&lt;br /&gt;tapi pas nyampe sana..ditolak!&lt;br /&gt;karena gw masi ga punya resi ktp. di tengah keadaan gundah gulana..tiba2 mama nelpon..&lt;br /&gt;dia bilang dia uda punya resi ktp karena barusan uda ke kantor kecamatan.&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya, dari rumah balik lagi ke rumah ambil resi ktp itu, trus pergi lagi ke polwitabes. huaah. perjalanan yang melelahkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stelah melalui beberapa proses yang bikin bolak balik dari satu loket ke loket yang lain..&lt;br /&gt;yeaaah! gw punya sim lagi! bgitu pula dengan mr. s. hehe. :)&lt;br /&gt;beres bikin sim, gw ma mr.s makan siang, dan langsung ke kampus, minta tanda tangan ketua prodi gw buat ngurus khilangan ktm.&lt;br /&gt;beres minta tnda tangan, pisah ma mr.s, ke annex ditemenin ma andra. ternyta loket yang ngurus ktm ilang uda tutup!&lt;br /&gt;jiaah. untungnyaaa si bapak2 yang ada di loket 9 mau berbaik hati ngambil form gw dan ngurusnya..&lt;br /&gt;tinggal disuru ambil lagi besoknya dan tinggal dateng ke bni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi karena gw cuma izin 2 hari. terpaksa lah gw tinggal urusan ktm sejenak ampe gw balik lagi ke bandung. klo ktp jadinya senin ntar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan perasaan cape..gw balik ke bogor.&lt;br /&gt;gilaa..baru sebulan yang lalu hP+iPod gw ilang..sekarang ga tanggung2, TAS yang ILANG!&lt;br /&gt;bener2 lagi diuji ni sella...kynya emang gara2 gw jarang sedekah..huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi..&lt;br /&gt;gw pernah baca tulisan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"to lose something, is to gain something"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan gw percaya akan hal itu..&lt;br /&gt;banyak hal yang gw bisa ambil dari kejadian ini..&lt;br /&gt;lebih berhati-hati, lebih banyak sedekah, lebih care..dan banyak lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walo ortu jadi rada ga percaya ma gw.. tapi berarti ini jadi ujian gw buat ngeyakinin mereka lagi.&lt;br /&gt;abis kejadian ini gw emang dimarahin abis2an ma ortu.. nangis sakit hati kesel.. gw ngerasainnya juga.&lt;br /&gt;tapi, apapun itu mereka tetep orang tua gw. tanpa mereka gw juga ga akan bisa ngurus smuanya sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;there's still tomorrow, even yesterday was suck.&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phhuaaaah. emang,&lt;br /&gt;hari minggu kemaren jadi hari paling tragis gw. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sunday bloody sunday&lt;/span&gt;.&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='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-7752111605326243277</id><published>2009-05-19T22:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:57:39.449+07:00</updated><title type='text'>refresh.</title><content type='html'>hello there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biar enak..&lt;br /&gt;let me refresh this blog site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me be the old blog-addict person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c u soon guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-7752111605326243277?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/7752111605326243277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=7752111605326243277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/7752111605326243277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/7752111605326243277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2009/05/refresh.html' title='refresh.'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-3897581164611608865</id><published>2008-10-21T16:00:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T16:08:23.394+07:00</updated><title type='text'>each blogger must try this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# Each blogger must post these rules.&lt;br /&gt;# Each blogger starts with ten random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;# Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their ten things and post these rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose ten people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;# Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’ve been tagged and to read your blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;sepuluh.&lt;/span&gt; waktu kecil, gw sangat suka berkahayal jadi liliput. semua halaman rumah (mau rumah orang maupun rmh gw) gw bayangin jadi hutan dan bukit tempat gw tinggal. kynya sih ini gara2 nonton alice in woderland. hehe. makanya, gw jadi suka ama film2 kartun semut gitu contohnya a bug's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;sembilan.&lt;/span&gt; cita2 gw dari kecil adalah jadi arsitek. gambar pertama yang gw gambar adalah gedung bertingkat lengkap dengan jendela kotak2, semak2 di samping gedung, juga awan dan burung2 bodoh yang melengkapinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;delapan.&lt;/span&gt; gw suka ngumpulin barang2 sampah. maksudnya, misalnya nih ya.. gw suka ngmpulin label baju. bahkan dulu waktu kecil ampe ada tempat khususnya. gw selalu ngira mereka2 itu selalu bisa berguna di kemudian hari. *pdhl buat apa coba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;tujuh.&lt;/span&gt; gw ga bisa tidur pake bantal di kepala, tapi gbs klo ga ada guling. entah apa ada penjelasan buat yang satu ini....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;enam.&lt;/span&gt; gw punya otak dengan kemampuan mengingat yang parah. gw bahkan bisa lupa apa yang baru aja gw omongin 10 menit yang lalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;lima.&lt;/span&gt; slain ga jago ingat mengingat, kemampuan otak gw menangkap rangsangan dari luar juga parah. yah istilah sopannya itu : lemot.&lt;br /&gt;kadang maksud gw ga gitu.. tapi entah kenapa gw bisa aja terlambat ngluarin kata2 yang mau gw omongin, bgitu juga dengan nerima kata2 orang.&lt;br /&gt;contohnya gw pernah nunjuk ke arah kanan, tapi bilangnya kiri. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;*sumpah, ga mksud loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;empat.&lt;/span&gt; entah mengapa. gw ga tahan buat ga nangis. sentimentil. gw pernah nangis cuma gara2 nonton episode akhir digimon 1 (adegan pas tanemon nangis ngejer mimi smbil bilang "mimi...mimi..." huaaa.), bahkan pernah juga cuma gara2 denger lagu SUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;*iya, sunny-nya BCL. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiga.&lt;/span&gt; semakin gw ga suka ama lagu norak, semakin hapal gw ama liriknya. gw bahkan suka marah2 sendiri bahkan cenderung mengutuk kalo tanpa sadar nyanyi2 tu lagu. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;dua.&lt;/span&gt; ok, ini pengakuan gw. sebenernya gw suka males nyapa orang kalo ga sengaja ketemu di jalan. hahaha. jadi palingan gw cuma senyumin aja.&lt;br /&gt;tapi gw bakal ky gitu cuma ke orang2 yang kenal tapi ga deket gitu.&lt;br /&gt;gw males banget nanya2 "mau kemana?" sperti yang temen2 gw biasa lakuin. abis klo ga deket, menurut gw ngapain ditanya2.. nanti malah mereka anggep gw ngeganggu lagi, sok2 pengen tau. *haha. aneh ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;satu.&lt;/span&gt; gw suka ngikutin kemajuan jaman. tapi sayangnya selalu ketinggalan. bahkan jadi anak gaul sepupu*.&lt;br /&gt;jadi, klo sepupu gw yang kelas 3 smp itu mulai pake barang/baju2 yg aneh2, baru gw tau..klo ternyata baju2 gitu yang lagi keren sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;jadi, klo spupu gw punya jaket hoodie, gw juga punya. spupu punya kaos band, gw juga punya dongg...tapi gw baru belinya stelah bajunya uda ga happening lagi. haha. jadilah gw anak gaul sepupu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah... that's it from me...&lt;br /&gt;coba sekarang rey, vivin, ama anie yang nyobain!&lt;br /&gt;thx, doooo. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-3897581164611608865?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/3897581164611608865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=3897581164611608865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/3897581164611608865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/3897581164611608865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2008/10/each-blogger-must-try-this.html' title='each blogger must try this.'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-8145783971316181969</id><published>2008-10-08T00:44:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T00:44:55.572+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sesalkan saja</title><content type='html'>penyesalan memang manja&lt;br /&gt;merengek ingin kembali,&lt;br /&gt;namun selalu datang terlambat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi siapa pula yang bisa salahkan dirinya&lt;br /&gt;hanya mulut yang berujar&lt;br /&gt;melangkah mendahului logika&lt;br /&gt;emosi lah yang punya kuasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namun pemuda,&lt;br /&gt;sudahlah pergi bawa emosimu itu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;penyesalan itu memang manja&lt;br /&gt;merengek ingin kembali,&lt;br /&gt;namun selalu datang terlambat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-8145783971316181969?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/8145783971316181969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=8145783971316181969' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/8145783971316181969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/8145783971316181969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2008/10/sesalkan-saja.html' title='sesalkan saja'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-7075437148884770432</id><published>2008-06-18T23:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T23:55:46.120+07:00</updated><title type='text'>CSI : Crime Scene Investigation</title><content type='html'>yaiiy. hasil nilai uda keluar.. dan IP gw dengan sangat berhasil turun... hha. well, apa yg mau dikata. begitulah kehidupan.. *hahaha. huek bgt!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di rumah lagi selama liburan ini. jadi pengangguran lagi buat 3bulan. hmmph. sbenernya uda daftar buat ikutan les jepang di dipati ukur, tp ternyta musti nggu 1 orang lagi baru bisa mulai. uda sangat berniat daftar les nyetir,,akhirnya blum kelaksana juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah males banget. gendutin badan aj ini ma. hhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya dengan segala kebosanan itu, gw manfaatkanlah  kemajuan teknologi : tV kabel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhe. setelah sekian lama memohon, akhirnya skitar 2 bulan yg lalu papa gw masang tv kbel di rumah. *sebut merck ga ya?*&lt;br /&gt;ah sudalah, masang indovision.&lt;br /&gt;niat pertama gw setelah indovision ini dipasang adalah.. nonton HBO spuas2nya!&lt;br /&gt;eh, gw baru tau kalo di dalem tv kabel tu ga cuma ada HBO, mtv, ama espn. hahaha. duh, ternyata gw norak banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi, ada saluran AXN yang nyiarin *hampir* smua film seri yang dipajang di vertex. btw, vertex itu tempat penjualan dvd bajakan eksklusif yg ada di bandung. tepatnya di depan smp 7 bdg. pernah bertanya2 juga dalam hati. ko ni tempat ga digrebek ma polisi ya? ternyata gosipnya, pemilik tempatnya itu mafia loh. *langsung "oooh pantes..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, balik lagi. jadi di AXN itu ada serial tv luar yang judulnya CSI : Crime Scene Investigation. jadi ky kepolisian gitu yang ngeidentifikasi pembunuhan. nah the coolest part is... waktu petugasnya mengotopsi tubuh korban. hha. superb!!&lt;br /&gt;kalian yg belum pernah nonton. seengganya sempetin dnk nonton serial ini. seru ko. seru. kynya saking kerennya ni serial, ampe dibikin CSI dari 3 kota besar, Las Vegas, New York, Miami. jadi pemain2nya dan settingnya berbeda dari 3 kota itu.&lt;br /&gt;klo gw paling seneng ama New York. selain ada tiap pagi jam6 (lumayan temen bangun tidur), adegan pengotopsiannya paling keren menurut gw. nah klo yang Las Vegas itu suka aneh kasusnya, lagian pemeran utamanya uda gendut tua lagi *hehe*. klo yg Miami, pemeran utamanya ky albino *alisnya suka ga kliatan!;)*, dan yg bikin paling males si : ga ada teksnya. hha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah. ternyata banyak juga acara bagus dari indovision. trimakasi Tuhaan telah membuka jalan pikiran si papa jadi mau berbaik hati masang tv kabel. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seengganya liburan gw ga mesti merana dengan nonton saluran biasa yg isinya cuma sinetron dan lomba2 ky mamamia, soulmate, stardut, ato apalah itu.&lt;br /&gt;pokonya yang disenengin ama emak gw. *hihii..  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-7075437148884770432?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/7075437148884770432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=7075437148884770432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/7075437148884770432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/7075437148884770432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2008/06/csi-crime-scene-investigation.html' title='CSI : Crime Scene Investigation'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-5055337247276981700</id><published>2008-06-10T08:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T08:27:44.236+07:00</updated><title type='text'>my other family.</title><content type='html'>the pleasure to gather around with your friends is priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi malem gw bareng nak2 film negative (film yang lagi gw urusin itu) kumpul bareng buat makan malem, soalnya akhirnya smua scene uda berhasil diambil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'ts a wrap!!&lt;/span&gt; X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makan..ngobrol..curhat..ngomongin orang.. ;P&lt;br /&gt;dari mulai jam8malem, ampe jam set10 lebih. hha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman dari lfm, are more than just ordinary friends. they're family.&lt;br /&gt;they're the most democratize person. omongan-omongan mereka selalu berhasil meyakinkan gw kalo dalam hidup ini masi banyak hal yang lebih penting dibanding hal penting lainnya. ngebuat gw bisa ngelihat satu masalah dari beberapa sisi dan beberapa alternatif pandangan. even the craziest one. ;)&lt;br /&gt;dan mungkin sedikit bisa menghibur diri. hhe.&lt;br /&gt;tapi yang penting adalah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God, i'm so lucky to have you all, guys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-5055337247276981700?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/5055337247276981700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=5055337247276981700' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/5055337247276981700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/5055337247276981700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-other-family.html' title='my other family.'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-5640287973630770746</id><published>2008-06-09T06:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T06:29:06.072+07:00</updated><title type='text'>please describe me.</title><content type='html'>pernah dapet sms gini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"please describe me in one word"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalu kamu bales ke si pengirim dan kamu forward ke temen2 kamu bwat tau apa pendapat mereka tentang diri kamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have. mm..sedikit lp jawaban mereka apa aja. tapi kyanya si masi bagus2 aja. hha. *alhamdulillah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, my question here is the same :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"how'd you describe yourself?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;klo harus dimulai dari gw.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;apa yang mesti gw jawab ya.. bingung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi juga gw  baru nonton film nanny diaries-nya scralett j.&lt;br /&gt;di film itu, dlm sbuah interview kerja dya ditanya : "who is exactly annie broddick?" --nama perannya dya disana.&lt;br /&gt;setelah beberapa saat nyoba ngjawab, akhirnya dya bilang smbil kebingungan : "i absoutely have no idea"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wew. sedikit tersentak. apa gw bisa jawab kalo dikasi pertanyaan ky gitu??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"siapa sbenarnya seorang sella agustin ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"please describe yourself in one word"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...susah.&lt;br /&gt;ampe sekarang pasti ga smua dari kita uda kenal ma diri sendiri. terkadang gw malah bingung kenapa di satu hari gw bisa bersikap ga sama di hari berikutnya.&lt;br /&gt;klo disuru jawab gimana sebenernya seorang sella..&lt;br /&gt;mungkin gw akan jawab : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;an ordinary girl. with chubby cheeks and silly laugh. bunny teeth and not-a-model body shape. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo disuruh nge-describe diri sendiri dalam satu kata, i would say : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;silly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi.. apa gw uda sgitunya kenal diri sendiri?&lt;br /&gt;have you, guys?&lt;br /&gt;gw pengen banget bisa soul-searching. nyari jati diri. coba ngjauh dari segala mainstream hidup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contohnya ky annie broddick tadi.&lt;br /&gt;lulus dari jurusan financial, tapi lebih seneng antropologi. akhirnya mutusin untuk ga kerja dulu dan jadi nanny dalam misi soul searching.&lt;br /&gt;untuk tahu, siapa sebenernya annie broddick? apa dya emang lebih seneng jadi seorang bussines woman, ato berhubungan dengan orang-orang (anthropologist).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw?&lt;br /&gt;lulus dari jurusan mikrobiologi dengan minat arsitektur dan desain.&lt;br /&gt;thats kinda silly isn't it? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-5640287973630770746?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/5640287973630770746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=5640287973630770746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/5640287973630770746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/5640287973630770746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2008/06/please-describe-me.html' title='please describe me.'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-1340317147065234149</id><published>2008-06-09T06:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T10:09:32.078+07:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness.</title><content type='html'>u cant buy happiness. thats one thing for sure.&lt;br /&gt;it happens just like that. without a warning not even an intro.&lt;br /&gt;of course, there are lots of different meaning in the 'happpiness' word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you know what.. i dont really care about the other meanings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me,&lt;br /&gt;it means knowing that i've been blessed this much.&lt;br /&gt;knowing that i've been really cared by someone this whole much.&lt;br /&gt;knowing,&lt;br /&gt;that i'm not miserable anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing that i've finally reached another phase of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i finally meet u again.&lt;br /&gt;faith put us together once again, mr. s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could you ask for anything else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"happiness"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it means &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-1340317147065234149?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-4468513918716030801</id><published>2008-06-08T08:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T08:04:18.797+07:00</updated><title type='text'>making movies is fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hampir seminggu ini gw sibuk ngurusin pembuatan film pendek temen gw sesama lfm. lfm emang nyediain fasilitas buat bikin film.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;nah, dalam film ini jabatan gw adalah manager produksi, yg disingkat jadi manpro.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;ternyata bikin film pendek skalipun susah loh!&lt;br /&gt;tugas gw secara umum adalah ngejaga flow pembuatan film sampai editing berjalan sesuai timeline. nah, timeline dan juklaknya gw juga yang buat.&lt;br /&gt;karena bertugas ngejaga kelancaran produksi, jadi gw disini lebih sebagai "jembatan penghubung". ngehubungin cast, crew, mastiin perizinan tempat syuting, mastiin peralatan, pokonya make sure everything's fine.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;sebelum syuting dimulai kami ngadain rehearsal dulu selama 2 hari. ternytaaa lama dan riweuh juga. huhu. nentuin angle kamera bisa sama ky storyboard ato engga..klo beda mikirin lgi caranya gimana.. nentuin lighting gmn klo ternyata kurang.. wih lama.&lt;br /&gt;kasian juga cast-nya, klo kelamaan mereka suka bengong. hhe. untungnya cast kali ini cuma 3orang yang bkn nak2 lfm. dan mereka bertiga ini sobatan. jadi bisa ngisi waktu kosong dengan ngobrol2. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;syuting dijadwalin 2 hari mulai dari jam9 ampe jam5. ternyata walopun uda rehears, smua kondisi di lokasi tu bisa ngubah perencanaan sblumnya. jadi bisa ada tambahan adegan, tambahan cast, cameo, ampe figuran. wawawa. repot skali ternyata.&lt;br /&gt;padahal kalo uda diedit, durasi filmnya cuma skitar 15 menit. bikinnya tapi ngabisin 4 hari dan tenaga seharian penuh. film pendek aja uda gini..apalagi film besar ya? hehehe.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;bikin film ga gampang loh. tapi fun juga! bisa tau cara2nya yg bener dan belajar dari kesalahan.. hmm..jadi tertarik juga. haha.&lt;br /&gt;makasi y buat vina yang uda percayain gw jadi manpro.. smoga filmnya cepet beres...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;making movies is fun!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*gw ga salah grammar looh. hha. "making movies" itu subjeknya kata sang kabid video. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-4468513918716030801?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/4468513918716030801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=4468513918716030801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/4468513918716030801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/4468513918716030801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2008/06/making-movies-is-fun.html' title='making movies is fun!'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-7563800856990392078</id><published>2008-06-03T06:47:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T06:47:59.282+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sara Bareilles - Gravity</title><content type='html'>Something always brings me back to you.&lt;br /&gt; It never takes too long.&lt;br /&gt; No matter what I say or do I'll still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You hold me without touch.&lt;br /&gt; You keep me without chains.&lt;br /&gt; I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; CHORUS&lt;br /&gt; Set me free, leave me be. I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.&lt;br /&gt; Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt; But you're on to me and all over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You loved me 'cause I'm fragile.&lt;br /&gt; When I thought that I was strong.&lt;br /&gt; But you touch me for a little while and all my fragile strength is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; CHORUS&lt;br /&gt; Set me free, leave me be. I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.&lt;br /&gt; Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt; But you're on to me and all over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I live here on my knees as I try to make you see that you're everything I think I need here on the ground.&lt;br /&gt; But you're neither friend nor foe though I can't seem to let you go.&lt;br /&gt; The one thing that I still know is that you're keeping me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lagunya keren. sukaaa. :)&lt;br /&gt;kayanya ampir smua orang pasti punya cerita ky di lirik ini..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;pgn bgt bisa bikin lirik yang ky gni.. hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-7563800856990392078?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/7563800856990392078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=7563800856990392078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/7563800856990392078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/7563800856990392078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2008/06/sara-bareilles-gravity.html' title='Sara Bareilles - Gravity'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-8764607425547436423</id><published>2008-05-31T18:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T18:58:23.572+07:00</updated><title type='text'>fast forward.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;klo ngomongin soal kenangan, pasti ga akan ada abisnya. kenangan emang ada buat slalu diingat. tapi apa suatu kenangan jadi cukup berharga buat disimpen klo cuma bikin sedih..?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;masi inget blog gw tentang &lt;i&gt;to lose something is to gain something&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;hmm..skrg gw ngerasainnya. susah banget emang ngelewatinnya.. ampe skrg gw pun masi butuh banyak titian biar satu fasa dalam hidup gw ini bisa dengan mulus terlewati.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;losing something.. is one hard part of our life.&lt;br /&gt;sesuatu yang tadinya gw pikir ga akan pernah jadi kenangan, ga akan pernah jadi suatu bentuk past tense, ternyata kembali harus gw terima.&lt;br /&gt;apakah gw sedih? kehilangan sesuatu yang minta untuk pergi?&lt;br /&gt;yes, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;tapi apa gw &lt;i&gt;harus&lt;/i&gt; sedih?&lt;br /&gt;jawabannya mungkin cuma gw yang tau.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;gaining something.. is another part of our life.&lt;br /&gt;mati satu tumbuh seribu kan kata orang-orang? :)&lt;br /&gt;tersakiti untuk sesuatu yang lebih indah gpp ko.. gw seneng bisa ngalaminnya. gw seneng bisa ngerasainnya. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;kenangan..?&lt;br /&gt;kenangan dalam bentuk-bentuk past tense itu?&lt;br /&gt;harus gw kemanain ya...&lt;br /&gt;andai aja gw punya tombol switch on-off... pasti hidup bakal tenang banget..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;gw pgn mencet tombol off...&lt;br /&gt;off dari kenangan-kenangan itu.&lt;br /&gt;off dari alam bawah sadar gw tentangnya.&lt;br /&gt;off dari kenyataan, that i lost a piece of my life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;dan on...&lt;br /&gt;on untuk masa depan gw.&lt;br /&gt;on untuk kenyataan yang gw hirup.&lt;br /&gt;on untuk kembali menerima rasa itu.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;ah, andai ada tombol fast forward... &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-8764607425547436423?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/8764607425547436423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=8764607425547436423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/8764607425547436423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/8764607425547436423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2008/05/fast-forward.html' title='fast forward.'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-3572205269162424533</id><published>2008-05-28T18:30:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T18:33:50.163+07:00</updated><title type='text'>semester perjuangan. fiuuuh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry-content"&gt;    &lt;div class="entry-body"&gt;     &lt;p&gt;aaaaaaaaaakhiiiiiiirrrnyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;yes yes yes!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha liburan telah tiba!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;well. biar sopan, pertama2 gw bakal bilang..&lt;br /&gt;assalamualaikuum... :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;ini adalah blog resmi pertama gw di dunia maya.. setelah satu semester ngehilang..akhirnya.. here i am! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;ada cerita apa ya??&lt;br /&gt;hmm... banyak banget si yg msti diceritain, tapi yang akhir2 ini gw pengen ceritain adalah sesibuk apa si gw satu semester ini??hho..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;okay..begitu memasuki semester 4,,emang gw uda banyak nerima peringatan dari senior dan dari temen sendiri,&lt;br /&gt;hmm..semester perjuangan lah bisa dibilang. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;dalam seminggu gw ada 5 praktikum.. tapi seninnya ga ada praktikum.. jadi, ada satu hari dalam seminggu yang praktikumnya dua..haha.&lt;br /&gt;dari 5 praktikum, cuma ada 1 praktikum yang ga pake laporan, tapi...diganti tes awal dan tes akhir. sisa 4 praktikum yang lain emang cuma tes awal..tapi yang bikin sebelnya itu adalah laporannnya..laporan ditulis tangan, dan terkadang 3 laporan bisa dikumpulin di hari yang sama. tangan gempor pokonya uda biasa banget. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;gw boleh cukup berbangga ga pernah lagi tidur di kelas tiap kuliah..haha. tapinyaa,,gw jarang banget merhatiin dosen..soalnya gw sibuk ngerjain laporan yang blm selesai dan mesti dikumpulin hari itu juga. :P&lt;br /&gt;klo terlambat ngumpulin, ad minusnya. minusnya itu bisa 2n-1. *n = jam&lt;br /&gt;haha. makanya kalo telat ngumpulin rasanya rugi banget..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;selain laporan, ada satu praktikum yang ada kuliah lapangannya juga. 3x kuliah lapangan.. yang pertama ke tempat pengolahan air kotor di dayeuh kolot, yang kedua kulap besar ke kawah putih, dan yang ketiga itu ke lembang pengenalan langsung tentang biogas.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;waktu kuliah? tiap hari pulang jam 5 sore terkadang klo ada pengamatan, bisa pulang jam6-7..sabtu ama minggu pun kita ke kampus buat pengamatan. uda gitu beberapa minggu terakhir ini setiap sabtu ada kaderisasi..y otomatis waktu liburan gw cuma setengah hari dalam hari sabtu. hari minggu? balik lagi ngerjain laporan yang bakal dikumpulin hari seninnya. huaa..&lt;br /&gt;uda gitu waktu tidur gw pun jadi berubah. yang biasanya bisa dipaksain ngerjain laporan bablas ampe jam 12 malem / 1 pagi, semester ini uda ga bisa lagi. jadi akhirnya gw tidur dulu dari nyampe rumah, biasanya jam 8 malem ampe jam 11. trus bangun lagi langsung ngerjain laporan buat dikumpuiln besoknya. kadang2 ngerjainnya bisa ampe jam5 pagi. itu klo ada 2 laporan dikumpulin besok..hehe.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;klo ada yg bilang ko gw deadliners banget??&lt;br /&gt;bukan gitu! sumpah ga akan ada waktu banget.. misalnya, gw mu ngerjain laporan yang buat dikumpulin hari rabu di hari senin,, eh ternyata ada laporan yang mesti dikumpulin di hari selasa. jadinya ya gw cuma sempet ngerjain laporan yang dikumpulin hari selasa.. kenapa gw ga ngerjain laporan yang buat hari selasa di hari minggu? nah, gw kan ngerjain dulu laporan buat hari senin.. kenapa laporan bwat hari senin ga dikerjain di hari sabtu? kan ada kaderisasi..lagian hari libur gw cuma hari sabtu jadi ya, pengen istirahat ngerjain laporan juga...... and so on.. so on.. so on.... sampe akhirnya gw mncapai juga minggu terakhir kuliah. haha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;terharu banget d.. akhirnya semester ini terlewati juga! *sob*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;sebenernya ini pun masi ada satu laporan lagi yang blm dikumpulin..tapi asisten praktikumnya barebas pisaan..jadi boleh dikumpulin kapan aja. haha. yaah yg pasti ma sebelum nilai dikeluarin.. niatnya si dikumpulin besok.. ini uda 100% ko niatnya..yah, tapi baru nyampe tahap niat...hehehe.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;apa lagi ya..&lt;br /&gt;banyak si, tapi ga mungkin juga diceritain smuanya.&lt;br /&gt;ya suda...sekian dulu tahap perkenalan gw kembali.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;cerita2 dan pemikiran2 gw yang lain pasti bakal ada.. huaah. pengen banyak curhat! :)&lt;br /&gt;im sooOooo glad finally meet u all.. :)&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-3572205269162424533?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/3572205269162424533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=3572205269162424533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/3572205269162424533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/3572205269162424533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2008/05/semester-perjuangan-fiuuuh.html' title='semester perjuangan. fiuuuh.'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-8376979173111782186</id><published>2008-05-11T21:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:21:01.039+07:00</updated><title type='text'>home coming</title><content type='html'>i'll be back soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banyak banget yang mau diceritaiiinn...&lt;br /&gt;off slama 3 bulan cukup menyedihkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-8376979173111782186?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/8376979173111782186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=8376979173111782186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/8376979173111782186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/8376979173111782186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2008/05/home-coming.html' title='home coming'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-4938829954306622434</id><published>2008-01-24T00:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T00:44:44.826+07:00</updated><title type='text'>nonton tv.</title><content type='html'>pada suka nonton tv kan? nah, di suatu malam yg cerah (halah) pas gw lagi nonton tv bareng kk gw,tiba2 tercetuslah ide ini. mungkin ga, klo gaya pacaran kita itu bisa ditentuin lewat cara kita nonton tv?? hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi, malam itu gw nonton tv bareng kk yang kedua. seperti biasa dia tu klo lagi nonton satu acara, ga bisa engga pindah channel klo lg iklan. sekalipun itu acar yg dya tunggu2. maceuh banget! kynya cuma sedetik liat channel lain, trus langsung ganti channel berikutnya. pokonya ga penting banget! alasannya : "sapa tau ada acara yg lebih bagus lagi".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kebiasan pencet2 ganti channel itu emang uda jadi kebiasaan wajibnya. ga tau kenapa tapi tangannya kynya tu gatel banget pgn megang remot dan pencet2. hhe.&lt;br /&gt;lain lagi ma gw. kebiasaan gw nonton tv itu, kalo uda tau mu nonton apa, gw pantang pindah channel lain. karena gw ga mau miss sedikit hal pun dari acara itu. pokonya bener2 gw pantengin, ampe semua iklannya pun gw perhatiin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and her are totally different. see my point here? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kebiasaan gw ini ga cuman di nonton tv aja.contohnya mesen makanan. klo gw uda suka ama satu makanan, males banget milih makanan lain. jadi ya tiap dateng ke satu warung makanan langganan, pesennya yang itu2 aja terus. mr.m pernah nanya, "engga bosen, sel?"&lt;br /&gt;well..kynya engga. dalam pikiran gw, kenapa gw terus2an milih makanan yg sama, karena gw ga mau kecewa klo makanan lain yang gw pesen itu ga enak. (yah selain biar ga nyesel duit kebuang. hha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi, mungkin ga ya bisa disambung2in kebiasaan nonton tv ama gaya pacaran? (kebiasaan beli makanan juga?)hhe. monogamy. yap, itu dya namanya.&lt;br /&gt;terlalu banyak pilihan di hidup ini emang bikin kita jadi pusing sendiri. makanya, gw lebih milih buat stick to one thing. dan ga usa ganti2 lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tipe ky gw ini ngebosenin y? ga banyak variasi. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-4938829954306622434?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/4938829954306622434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=4938829954306622434' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/4938829954306622434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/4938829954306622434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2008/01/nonton-tv.html' title='nonton tv.'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-5693578890393507323</id><published>2007-12-22T09:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T09:52:03.312+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a little quote..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  ..to lose something..is to gain something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu salah satu quote dari film seri jepang yang gw tonton kemaren sore skitar jam3an ampe jam set1 pagi.. 11episode, dan sangat2 cukup nguras air mata gw. *huks*&lt;br /&gt;judul filmnya gw juga rada lupa.. tapi apa di antara kalian ada yang pernah nonton film "my girl and i" yang dibuat di korea, yang pemeran utamanya itu ji eun dari full house? klo ga salah di blitz bandung pernah dputer d..&lt;br /&gt;nah, yg gw tonton ini versi jepangnya, dan versi film serinya..&lt;br /&gt;cwenya emng ga secantik ji eun, tapi senyumnya itu...hmm..murniii bgt..tulus! heran..ko artis jepang bisa ky gitu smua ya..?*curious*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di dlm film itu ada quote sperti di atas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to lose something...is to gain something..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part of me tells that it's true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw emng blm pernah kehilangan orang terdekat, sperti teman, ato anggota keluarga yang dekat..&lt;br /&gt;dan terkadang memikirkannya pun gw ga mau..&lt;br /&gt;gw masi mau main bareng mereka smua..dan nikmatin stiap waktu yg ada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi klo dalam masalah cuma skedar cinta2an,,i think that's true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saat org yg kamu sayangin itu pergi,&lt;br /&gt;sbenernya yg pergi itu bukan cuma dya.. tapi kasih sayangnya jg.&lt;br /&gt;dan knp kamu nangis?&lt;br /&gt;sbnrnya kmu nangis bukan untuk dya.. tapi kamu nangis demi rasa sayang yg kamu pikir ga bkl mgkin kmu dapetin lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terkadang pikiran jadi sempit.. dan kamu mulai ngrasa egois.. bahwa kmu adalah org yang paling menyedihkan di dunia ini krn uda diputusin.&lt;br /&gt;tpi.. bgitu waktu kmu biarin berlalu bgitu aja,&lt;br /&gt;kamu akan sadar bahwa air mata kmu terlalu mahal buat dikluarin demi orang semacam dya..&lt;br /&gt;dan pada saatnya, you will meet sumone new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what you finally gain.. a new beginning... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smuanya akan jadi indah pada waktunya..... just believe it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-5693578890393507323?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/5693578890393507323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=5693578890393507323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/5693578890393507323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/5693578890393507323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2007/12/little-quote.html' title='a little quote..'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-6697157669001151393</id><published>2007-12-20T23:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T23:48:23.690+07:00</updated><title type='text'>katanya tanggung jawab itu...</title><content type='html'>katanya tanggung jawab itu...&lt;br /&gt;adalah sesuatu yang bisa ngebuat kita jadi lebih dewasa..&lt;br /&gt;ngebuat kita jadi lebih berkembang..&lt;br /&gt;tapi bisa juga ngebuat jadi beban..&lt;br /&gt;dan tekanan.. hingga akhirmya ada satu saat kamu ngerasa ga sanggup karena ga ada dkungan dari org2 skitar..dan pgn lari dari tanggung jawab itu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa menunjukkan kelemahan di depan anak buah itu salah ya?&lt;br /&gt;tapi klo beban uda semakin bikin penat..pelampiasan terkadang ga tau lagi kemana kcuali ngeluarin air mata..&lt;br /&gt;dan air mata itu kluar di saat yg salah...&lt;br /&gt;huks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so damn weak. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please friends..&lt;br /&gt;help me down here..&lt;br /&gt;tunjukkin dnk arti sbenarnya dari 'satu sith' yang kita ucapin lantang bareng2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz i know im suck at things like this,&lt;br /&gt;jadi tolong banget kerjasamanya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-6697157669001151393?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/6697157669001151393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=6697157669001151393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/6697157669001151393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/6697157669001151393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2007/12/katanya-tanggung-jawab-itu.html' title='katanya tanggung jawab itu...'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-4276070122058480325</id><published>2007-12-18T17:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T18:16:29.182+07:00</updated><title type='text'>gatal!</title><content type='html'>aaaaaaargh... gatal!&lt;br /&gt;sialnya.. badan gw gatal smua gara2 alergi sialan ini..mana skrg lagi musim uas lagi..huhu.. kesiksa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badan yg gatal ini berawal dari penyakit tahunan gw..yaitu radang tenggorokan.&lt;br /&gt;gejala sakitnya itu, badan panas, pusing, badan pegel, ga enk bdn, malah kdg nymbung ke sakit maag. riweuh pokonya! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;gw slalu sakit itu.. penyakit ini datengnya klo gw uda kebanyakan minum air dingin. awalnya si seneng2 aja ke dokter deket rumah (namanya dokter agus, hehe) buat berobat. langsung sembuh soalnya.. apalagi penyakit ini slalu kambuh klo lagi musim ujian. huhuu.. jadi anehnya, tiap musim uas, ujian, bhkan pas sblm spmb pun gw slalu sakit! 7-3 hari sebelum ujian, gw pasti sakit.. berobatnya slalu ke dokter agus itu.. dikasi antibiotik yg slalu sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, tiba2 pas semester2 kmrn gw sakit lagi..tentunya dgn penyakit yg sama..&lt;br /&gt;terakhir kali gw ke dokter agus pas sblm spmb.. nah penyakit yg itu parah bgt.. semacam cacar air, tapi cuma nyerang punggung.. yg gw baca si itu herpes yang nyerang badan.. tapi ampe skrg masi misteri d..hehe. gara2 penyakit itu, skr di punggung gw jadi ada bekas ky kebakar gt...huks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okey, kembali ke inti..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ke dokter aguslah gw ma firman..&lt;br /&gt;disana gw dikasi obat yang sama..pulang ke rumah sblm tidur, mnm obat..&lt;br /&gt;pas bangun... badan gw tiba2 gatal smua ky gejala penyakit semacam cacar itu..bibir atas gw bengkak..aaaaaargh seluruh badan gw gatal deh!huks!&lt;br /&gt;trus bekas ky kebakar itu, ternyata jadi merah, ky bekas digaruk, dan emang disitulah pusat tempat yg paling gatel..*garukk..garukk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya besoknya balik lagi ke dokter agus..&lt;br /&gt;ternyata...&lt;br /&gt;gw ini alergi sama obat yg kemaren dya kasi.&lt;br /&gt;pdhl, gw selalu dikasi antibiotik yg sama selama gw berobat..&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. wads wrong with me??&lt;br /&gt;ngeliat gejala gw, kta dokter emang paling pas klo dibilang alergi antibiotik.&lt;br /&gt;soalnya gatal2.. bibir bengkak...&lt;br /&gt;dan pasti gw bakal punya spot2 tempat paling gatal, yang bakal memerah klo alergi lagi ma suatu antibiotik.&lt;br /&gt;huah pusing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skrg??&lt;br /&gt;gw gatal2 lagi nihhhhh... dan emang, spotnya selalu tempat yg sama.&lt;br /&gt;gara2 sembarangan mnum obat ni..&lt;br /&gt;jadi sebelumnya emang kerasa bakalan sakit, soalnya uda ga enak badan.. huuh.&lt;br /&gt;selalu aja sakit pas musim ujian!&lt;br /&gt;menyebalkan! *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;jadi, janganlah kalian sembarangan minum obat.. key??hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*garuukk..garuukk*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-4276070122058480325?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/4276070122058480325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=4276070122058480325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/4276070122058480325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/4276070122058480325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2007/12/gatal.html' title='gatal!'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-2466429162027711585</id><published>2007-12-15T07:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T08:29:24.135+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the selfish me.</title><content type='html'>meninjau kesalahan :&lt;br /&gt;gw bingung. kenapa dalam hubungan tiap pasangan itu pasti ada masalah dalam hal saling memaafkan. kenapa rasanya sulit banget buat paham karakter gw sendiri dalam berhubungan dengan makhluk mars itu.&lt;br /&gt;kenapa saat gw ingin mempertahankan pendapat gw, gw harus bisa mengalah? dan kenapa gw g bisa menangin karakter gw ini??!&lt;br /&gt;karakter yang klo ngomong emang ga bisa pelan, ga bisa lemah lembut, terkadang langsung straight to the point. knp gw ga bisa jadi diri gw sendiri, dan kamu terima kenyataan itu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaargh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebenernya gw pengen banget ngomong 'masa bodo' ma masalah kamu. tapi gw ga bs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nampaknya, walopun uda berhubungan lama, uda ngbangun satu mimpi, uda berkhayal banyak, ternyata emang gw masi blm siap klo ngelangkah lebih jauh lagi dari suatu hbungan.&lt;br /&gt;ternyata emang gw masi pgn bisa egois, dan jadi diri gw sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye cita" nikah muda.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;there are still so much to do in this little life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;klo dalam pacaran aja rasanya uda pgn ngejitak dya dan pgn egois sendiri, mana mungkin gw uda siap buat ngebagi semua hari gw bareng seseorang ya? gw blm siap ngeredam semua egois gw. gw belom siap ngeliat keadaan yang ga sesuai keinginan gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'll learn...&lt;br /&gt;for the better me. for the better me being a future wife..&lt;br /&gt;hha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*but for now? better enjoy these fights...&lt;br /&gt;karena gw ga bakal tau berapa lama gw bisa bareng dya.. jadi manfaatin aja wktu yang ada dan emang disediain Tuhan buat gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, emang, lelaki itu terkadang nyebelin. hha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-2466429162027711585?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/2466429162027711585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=2466429162027711585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/2466429162027711585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/2466429162027711585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2007/12/selfish-me.html' title='the selfish me.'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-7491059907509324072</id><published>2007-11-18T11:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T11:53:57.924+07:00</updated><title type='text'>mind your body</title><content type='html'>so, im back in this little window again.&lt;br /&gt;hari ini si harusnya bikin ke lfm ada pendidikan fotografi,, tapi males ah. disuru jaga rumah, uda gitu baru inget masi ada laporan yang mesti dikerjain.. huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menepati janji yang uda dibikin ama diri sendiri itu susah ya?!&lt;br /&gt;kemaren padahal bilang ini... ga taunya hari ini dilakuin lagi. kenapa ya? apa karena gw ga percaya pada diri sendiri? jadinya gw sendiri ga yakin ama suatu perubahan. huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orang yang ga menepati janji kan salah satu ciri orang munafik.. jadi, gw munafik dnk?&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;janji ama diri sendiri itu lebih susah dibanding janji ama orang lain. karena kita slalu bisa maafin diri kita sendiri. jadi, rasa bersalah yang gw rasain tiap ngelanggar janji yg uda gw buat bisa tereduksi sendiri. dan itulah yang jadi masalah. huhu.&lt;br /&gt;setiap kali gw gagal nepatin janji gw, emang pada saat itu rasa bersalah ada. tapi beberapa menit sesudahnya gw berpikir," ya uda d, lain kali gw pasti bakal berusaha lebih". over and over, ampe pada akhirnya janji itu ga pernah gw tepatin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gmn ya caranya??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa emang karena gw yg sebenernya masi setengah hati? apa karena gw blm kena akibatnya? apa karena gw sebenrnya seneng ama kesalahan itu?&lt;br /&gt;confused.&lt;br /&gt;guilty pleasure banget..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini gw uda berjanji lagi ma diri gw sendiri, ga bakal ngelakuin kesalahan yang sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..hope my mind and my body work together this time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-7491059907509324072?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/7491059907509324072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=7491059907509324072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/7491059907509324072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/7491059907509324072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2007/11/mind-your-body.html' title='mind your body'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-135600354701702277</id><published>2007-11-07T01:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T01:50:55.323+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ituuu!</title><content type='html'>oke, saatnya melepaskan diri dari belenggu tugas2 nista. gw skrg lagi mu cerita satu kejadian konyol yang gw alamin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi di hari sabtu yang mendung kemaren, salah seorang temen gw ultah. kebetulan pas dia dateng ke kampus itu, pas kita semua yang ada di tempat (ato mungkin yg emang dya rencanain buat diajak) laper banget. akhirnya kami memutuskan buat makan siang di ciwalk.&lt;br /&gt;gw ga bw duit, makanya spanjang perjalanan gw berharap temen gw yg lagi ultah itu bakal nraktir. berbekal duit 6rb, dan kebaikan hati temen2 gw, gw memberanikan diri nerima ajakan buat makan di gokkana teppan. padahal kebanyang kan betapa miskinnya gw dalam resto itu.. huhu.&lt;br /&gt;nah, nyampe ni di gokkana. pesen makanan yang paling wajar murahnya, uda gitu pasang tampang pura2 ga tau klo mesti bayar sendiri2. *tetep berharap temen gw itu ngebayarin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stelah makan dengan puasnya, eh gw baru sadar.. ternyata bill smuanya uda dibayar ma temen gw yg ultah itu! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;seneng kan jadinya.. *euphoria berlebih*&lt;br /&gt;*nyengir...nyengir*&lt;br /&gt;pas uda pada bilang, "yuk, berangkat!"&lt;br /&gt;gw dengan ringannya mengangkat badan dan melangkahkan kaki. *dengan pD gw jalan duluan.&lt;br /&gt;pas ngebalik ke belakang, temen gw yg lain ngeliatin gw dengan heran,&lt;br /&gt;"sel, kamu ga bawa tas?"&lt;br /&gt;dalam hati, gw uda berasa yakin banget mau ngejawab&lt;br /&gt;*ga bawa tas ko!*&lt;br /&gt;tapi setelah dipikir2.... eng ing eng...&lt;br /&gt;secara sponta dan dengan LANTANGnya gw bilang : "ITUUUU!" sambil nunjuk tas butut yg tergeletak di lantai....&lt;br /&gt;saking kerasny tu suara, ampir ngebuat smua yg makan di lantai atas gokkana nengok ke arah gw. huaa....&lt;br /&gt;dan alhasil ampir smua temen gw langsung ngabur ke bawah...&lt;br /&gt;*dasar jelek mereka! X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-135600354701702277?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/135600354701702277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=135600354701702277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/135600354701702277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/135600354701702277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2007/11/ituuu.html' title='ituuu!'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-6116855876437480681</id><published>2007-10-28T14:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T14:59:01.793+07:00</updated><title type='text'>semakin dibenci, semakin ingat!</title><content type='html'>ini tuh salah satu hal yang paling ga gw ngerti dari diri gw sendiri. kenapa gw suka aja mengingat hal" yang ga gw suka?? hal yang gw ga suka disini misalnya : lagu yang norak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh may god..&lt;br /&gt;gw suka kesel banget ma diri gw sendiri kalo ud mulai ngegumam lagu yang paling gw benci. pas lagi bengong, tiba" mulut gw berkata :&lt;br /&gt;"oOw, kamu ketahuan...."&lt;br /&gt;*yaicks!*&lt;br /&gt;gw langsung menutup mulut gw dan bener" menyesal serta heran. KENAPA gw bisa inget lagu itu??!&lt;br /&gt;tanpa bermaksud neghina penyanyinya nih, *sumpah tu lagu norak banget. bukan ama pnyanyi ya, tapi ama liriknya..&lt;br /&gt;oh, oh,, kenapa sekarang lagu indonesia makin banyak aja yg norak??&lt;br /&gt;wait, thats not the point. my pont is....&lt;br /&gt;kenapa semakin ga gw suka satu lagu, makin sering gw nyanyiin tanpa gw sadarin?!&lt;br /&gt;apa emang kinerja otak manusia itu ky gitu? semakin benci, malah semakin diinget??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hal ky gini tuh ga cuma sekali. dan kalo lagi ngobrol ma temen" gw, ternyata emang banyak juga yg ngalamin hal yang sama. kenapa ya??&lt;br /&gt;apa emang ad satu error di otak manusia (mungkin terlebih lagi di otak gw) untuk slalu inget ma hal yang dibencinya??hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan kalo gw sambung"in ma kehidupan gw selama ini, gw emang lebih gampang inget hal yang dibenci dibanding yang disuka. kejadian yang paling menyebalkan, orang yang menyebalkan, dan beberapa hal kecil menyebalkan lainnya. hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmph. tapi harusnya hidup itu jangan diinget yang menyebalkannya...&lt;br /&gt;enjoy it aja. orang" yang nyebelin biarin aja. selama dya ga ganggu kita si, no problemo. kjadian" yang nyebelin juga biarin aja lewat jadi bentuk 'past tense' kita. jadiin aja hal" kemarin jadi patokan buat lebih baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi kalo lagu" yang menyebalkan gimana ya ngebiarinnya??? makin disebelin kynya makin banyak yg suka. contohnya : emak gw.&lt;br /&gt;*hahaha...*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-6116855876437480681?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/6116855876437480681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6171207578030214507&amp;postID=6116855876437480681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/6116855876437480681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171207578030214507/posts/default/6116855876437480681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/2007/10/semakin-dibenci-semakin-ingat.html' title='semakin dibenci, semakin ingat!'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-1483550901871312145</id><published>2007-08-08T15:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T16:14:03.440+07:00</updated><title type='text'>mengkritik tukang kritik.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;kenapa kita hidup slalu dikritik? ngelakuin hal ini, takut dikatain itu. ngelakuin hal itu, eh tapi dikatain ini. huhu. hidup itu indeed penuh ama cobaan, atau boleh kita bilang, ujian. mulai dari ujian sekolah, ujian masuk perguruan tinggi, sampe ujian kehidupan. hehehe. nah, menurut gw, kritikan itu termasuk salah satu ujian kehidupan. salah satu bentuk nyata kehidupan yg bilang bahwa "manusia adalah makhluk sosial". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sebagai makhluk sosial, manusia musti sadar keberadaannya yg engga SENDIRI. engga sendiri itu, bisa menjadi berkah bisa juga jadi neraka. karena kamu musti tahan dengan berjuta" orang dengan otaknya masing". berarti kita hidup menghadapi berjuta" pikiran yang menilai seperti apa keberadaan kita di muka bumi ini. well, yang namanya penilaian itu, pastinya datang dari orang lain kan? nah, itulah yg melahirkan namanya "kritik".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;buat apa sih sebenernya ngritik orang? atau bahkan benda mati sekalipun? do we have he right to do that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;orang bisa menjadi pengritik film terbaru, musik terbaru dari suatu musisi, makanan, minuman, gaya berbicara seseorang, e v e r y t h i n g... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;well, ternyata emg everything are there to be criticized (eh, bener ga cara nulisnya?hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;pdhl, emang siapa sih dya? para kritisi itu? padahal cara pandang dya kan belum tentu sama selera ma org lain. kenapa mereka ngerasa kalo perkataan mereka layak buat dijadiin patokan dari sesuatu? apakah kata" mereka bisa dijadiin bahan generalisasi untuk suatu hal?? i hate them. tapi yg lebih lucu lagi, masih ada aja orang yang ngedengerin kata" mereka, dan menganggap bahwa perkataan mereka adalah yg benar. huhu..how silly... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;dalam beberapa hal, emg terkadang kita butuh untuk dikritik. karena org luar lah yg bisa nilai kita. but dont judge sumthing that you dont even know or sure. karena masih banyak hal lain yg lebih berguna selain ngritik. let it flow. ga perlu di judge, ckup dinikmatin keberadaannya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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kritik.'/><author><name>alles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00172765478192137656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z3x-0UqXiI/ShLRxZqoG9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ezxt3_ON4RQ/S220/DSC_2320--.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171207578030214507.post-6606002427303571794</id><published>2007-08-07T18:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T18:18:37.542+07:00</updated><title type='text'>preambule</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ternyata ngebuat blog di blogger sangat mudah. sebelumnya gw uda punya bog juga,,adanya di friendster..tapi ini pertama kalinya gw ngeblog di blogger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;kenalin, nama gw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sella&lt;/span&gt;. anak kuliahan umur 19 minus 9 hari. hehehe. ga penting. gw orang yg suka mempertanyakan diri sendiri, kemampuan gw. ordinary person yg pernah ingin menjadi extraordinary. tapi akhirnya tersadar bahwa kepopuleran itu TIDAK PENTING! walopun kamu sekarang populer, tp 10 tahun kemudian ada kemungkinan kmu bkalan jadi orang gembel. hahaha. so, time is relative. world is full with uncertainty. and i love it. hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ngeblog adalah salah satu pembunuh waktu kosong gw selain fotografi, kuliah, dan sosialisasi. i love people. love my life right now, but dunno then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171207578030214507-6606002427303571794?l=allesella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allesella.blogspot.com/feeds/6606002427303571794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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