<?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-2056547703326427750</id><updated>2011-11-20T03:21:26.450-08:00</updated><category term='harry potter'/><category term='detective'/><category term='hasil meditasi'/><category term='pendidikan'/><category term='puisi'/><category term='beautiful places'/><category term='books'/><category term='aku dan hidupku'/><category term='buku harian mimpi'/><category term='quote'/><category term='outfits'/><category term='re-post'/><category term='pengen ngobrol'/><category term='EF friends'/><category term='kampus'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='question'/><category term='masyarakat dan lingkungan'/><category term='movie'/><category term='kamu'/><category term='story stuff'/><category term='family'/><category term='resensi'/><category term='sahabat'/><category term='orang penting'/><title type='text'>melihat pelangi</title><subtitle type='html'>smile and everything simply clear</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-6099070202471672108</id><published>2011-04-16T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T04:47:20.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attension :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This blog is officially closed. Moved to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://atikailman.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;atikailman.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank you, it's an honor if you guys wanna pay visit :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;atikailman &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-6099070202471672108?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/6099070202471672108/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2011/04/attension.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6099070202471672108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6099070202471672108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2011/04/attension.html' title='Attension :)'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-3121088184473002516</id><published>2011-02-09T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T04:19:06.624-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puisi'/><title type='text'>sebuah rasa yang memporakporandakan diri</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Kami terlalu sering berjalan sendiri-sendiri. Terlalu nyaman meniti takdir kami masing-masing. Tenggelam dalam ego yang menggebu tinggi. Memendam rasa hati sendiri. Menikmati masalah kami, alih-alih berusaha menyelesaikannya dengan bijaksana.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kami tidak paham bagaimana rasa aneh itu berjalan. Tak terlalu ambil pusing dan menganggapnya akan hilang perlahan. Logika unggul, menutupi hati yang tak kuasa menunjukkan inginnya. Terpasung dalam gembok nalar dan akal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kami mulai jengah. Rasa yang setengah mati kami ingin abaikan, sekuat tenaga kami dorong keluar itu tak bergeser. Entah, perekat super apa yang ia gunakan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kami kelamaan merasa lelah. Lelah membentengi rasa yang terasa berhasil menjebol dinding nalar dan akal. Tumbuh subur tanpa perlu ditanam. Menyeruak dan membobol pasti pondasi-pondasi logika.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kami kalah oleh rasa. Membiarnya melakukan apa yang dia suka. Menguasai diri kami. Mengubah kami menjadi individu-individu yang bahkan tak kami kenali.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-3121088184473002516?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/3121088184473002516/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2011/02/sebuah-rasa-yang-memporakporandakan.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/3121088184473002516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/3121088184473002516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2011/02/sebuah-rasa-yang-memporakporandakan.html' title='sebuah rasa yang memporakporandakan diri'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-2526631964817349650</id><published>2011-02-01T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T07:22:31.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can see it , with your eyes :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TUgk9u1WoiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/gBgwJdGVDy8/s1600/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TUgk9u1WoiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/gBgwJdGVDy8/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568741582206050850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-2526631964817349650?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/2526631964817349650/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-can-see-it-with-your-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2526631964817349650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2526631964817349650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-can-see-it-with-your-eyes.html' title='I can see it , with your eyes :)'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TUgk9u1WoiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/gBgwJdGVDy8/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-6385694830131695289</id><published>2011-02-01T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T05:21:21.866-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>wallet do ballet , to the moon maybe</title><content type='html'>My wallet was gone. The brown-flowered wallet that I bought in a Exhibition , was gone. Damn gone. And what I have gotten back from it is just my driving license, identity card, my hospital card and my odd student card. And I lost all my picts with friends :(&lt;p&gt;And I already have my new wallet. It's orange, really orange. Bought it in Fashion Republic. I wish it likes me. I need an electric color because I think I am an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Attention_deficit_hyperactivity_disorder"&gt;AD/HD&lt;/a&gt;. If you read this (the link) you will know why. But it is just my thought. My stupid random one since I realized that I am really easy to forget something. And I think an electric color of wallet will make it just stay with me longer. So it can't do ballet to the moon :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 207px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TUgHpbkpLxI/AAAAAAAAAJo/qcTwRCJmUa0/s400/01022011561.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568709347601100562" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my electric orange wallet :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and I just have one look of my lost wallet, but I am too sad to post it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;atikailman&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-6385694830131695289?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/6385694830131695289/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2011/02/wallet-do-ballet-to-moon-maybe.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6385694830131695289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6385694830131695289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2011/02/wallet-do-ballet-to-moon-maybe.html' title='wallet do ballet , to the moon maybe'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TUgHpbkpLxI/AAAAAAAAAJo/qcTwRCJmUa0/s72-c/01022011561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-3508559308267143998</id><published>2011-01-21T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T05:21:54.670-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>stupid messy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I felt horrible. Definitely. Absolutely. You know, my hands was shaking and of course making the microphone that I hold, shaking too. That absolutely the most horrible thing you can do when you are in front of more than 150 people and have to talk something about corruption stuff. I did it today. And I was so ashamed. I really wanted to go hide anywhere, but absolutely not there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK. Shut up. I was definitely feeling annoying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;atika ilman &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-3508559308267143998?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/3508559308267143998/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2011/01/stupid-messy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/3508559308267143998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/3508559308267143998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2011/01/stupid-messy-day.html' title='stupid messy day'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-3441485786254770465</id><published>2011-01-19T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T05:31:13.753-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hasil meditasi'/><title type='text'>Moody , but not Mad Eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Saya manusia normal. Kadang saya merasa muak dengan kondisi saya, tanpa sebab. Entah, rasanya seperti saya marah kepada diri saya sendiri. Lebih parah, terkadang saya marah terhadap orang lain. Padahal saya sama sekali nggak bermaksud buat kayak gitu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Saya palsu. Dalam beberapa hal. Yang sering saya palsukan adalah senyum saya. Bayangkan, udah senyum nggak ada bagus-bagusnya, ternyata palsu pula. Bukan tanpa sebablah saya ngelakuinnya. Saya punya seribu alasan. Alasan nggak pentingnya sih gini, wajah saya yang lagi senyum aja nggak ada bagus-bagusnya gimana kalau lagi nggak senyum? Stop. Jangan bayangkan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Saya kadang merasa capek. Rasa capek nggak jelas, yang mendorong rasa marah keluar dan meluap-luap. Kalau udah gitu, jangan coba-coba deh senggol saya, dan apalagi bersifat sok baik sama saya. Saya tahu gimana orang bersikap, dia sedang ingin baik beneran, baik karena basa-basi, atau baik karena ada maunya, ada butuhnya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Dan yang paling terakhir itu saya nggak suka. Jujur saja, mungkin saya perah seperti itu, dan percayalah, saya sendiri waktu itu jijik banget sama sikap saya sendiri. Nggak masuk akal kan?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Saya suka mengeluh, tapi saya pastikan saya bukan orang yang mengeluh sepanjang jalan kenangan. Saya nggak terlalu suka orang yang mengeluh setiap detik dalam hidupnya seolah-olah mereka adalah orang paling menderita. Padahal saya yakin, banyak orang yang jauh lebih menderita tapi berusaha untuk nggak mengeluh, bagaimanapun caranya. &lt;em&gt;So drama queen&lt;/em&gt; banget. Hidup nggak sejelek yang kalian kira. &lt;em&gt;But life will be like what you expect it to be.&lt;/em&gt; Kalau orang ngeluh, pasti pandangannya tentang kehidupan bakalan jadi yang jelek-jelek gitu. Jangan berharap dapat yang bagus kalau bahkan yang ada di otakmu itu yang jelek.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mood &lt;/em&gt;saya udah kayak &lt;em&gt;jet coaster. Sometimes it's up, but in time it raises its down too&lt;/em&gt;. Dan kayaknya sekarang saya lagi &lt;em&gt;badmood&lt;/em&gt;. Banget banget nggak enaknya. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;atikailman&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-3441485786254770465?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/3441485786254770465/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2011/01/moody-but-not-mad-eye.html#comment-form' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/3441485786254770465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/3441485786254770465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2011/01/moody-but-not-mad-eye.html' title='Moody , but not Mad Eye'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-7254675407557698995</id><published>2011-01-12T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T04:49:53.042-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puisi'/><title type='text'>aku tersenyum ; dan kamu bukanlah lagi alasannya</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Waktu berjalan.&lt;br /&gt;Aku berjalan dalam berjalannya waktu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jangan kau sangka aku tak menangis.&lt;br /&gt;Aku menangis.&lt;br /&gt;Dan parahnya tangisanku untukmu. Dan di sela tangis itu aku mengenang tawa.&lt;br /&gt;Tawa yang juga untukmu.&lt;br /&gt;Miris.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi itu kenyataannya.&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak mengada-ada.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi yang harus kau tahu, bahwa itu DULU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Waktu berjalan.&lt;br /&gt;Aku juga harus berjalan, bersama waktu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aku tahu seharusnya aku tak begitu.&lt;br /&gt;Menyesali sesuatu yang tak harus disesali.&lt;br /&gt;Aku kehilanganmu.&lt;br /&gt;Namun, waktu tetap bersamaku.&lt;br /&gt;Meskipun aku menolak untuk maju, tapi dia tetap membawaku.&lt;br /&gt;Dan secara perlahan, dia mengusir memori tentangmu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Waktu berjalan.&lt;br /&gt;Begitupun aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dulu aku bisa menyapamu.&lt;br /&gt;Kini, aku berjalan membelakangimu.&lt;br /&gt;Dulu aku tersenyum karenamu.&lt;br /&gt;Kini, aku tersenyum, namun alasannya bukan lagi kamu :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;atika ilman&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-7254675407557698995?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/7254675407557698995/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2011/01/aku-tersenyum-dan-kamu-bukanlah-lagi.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/7254675407557698995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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suatu hari nanti aku jatuh cinta lagi padamu,&lt;br /&gt;itu berarti aku sesungguhnya tak pernah berhenti menyayangimu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jika suatu hari nanti aku tersenyum ke arahmu,&lt;br /&gt;maka balaslah senyum itu tanpa memberinya sedikit harapan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jika suatu hari nanti aku memintamu untuk duduk di sisiku,&lt;br /&gt;maka pergilah dan duduk di samping dia yang berhak akanmu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jika suatu hari aku mengeluh dan menangis bahkan memakimu,&lt;br /&gt;katakanlah bahwa kamu membenciku&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jika suatu hari nanti aku tersuruk dan kamu melihat punggungku bergetar,&lt;br /&gt;jangan pedulikan aku, teruslah menjauh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jika suatu hari aku meminta kamu untuk menatap ke dalam mataku,&lt;br /&gt;maka katakan bahwa bukan bayanganmu lah yang ada di sana&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jika sampai nanti aku masih menyayangimu,&lt;br /&gt;tolong buat aku membencimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-1305757702353851583?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/1305757702353851583/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-in-case-i-love-you-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/1305757702353851583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/1305757702353851583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-in-case-i-love-you-again.html' title='just in case I love you again'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-5906393478477477059</id><published>2010-12-31T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T00:19:07.223-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puisi'/><title type='text'>Iklan Nutrilon Soya</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I love this poem :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I want to live my life to the absolute fullest&lt;br /&gt;To open my eyes to be all I can be&lt;br /&gt;To travel roads not taken, to meet faces unknown&lt;br /&gt;To feel the wind, to touch the stars&lt;br /&gt;I promise to discover myself&lt;br /&gt;To stand tall with greatness&lt;br /&gt;To chase down and catch every dream&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IS AN ADVENTURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Moreover, person who read it is just a little boy :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-5906393478477477059?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/5906393478477477059/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/12/iklan-nutrilon-soya.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>curhat soal langit-langit kamar</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Setiap melihat langit-langit kamar yang putih polos dan berhiaskan sedikit ornamen di sisi-sisinya juga sebuah lampu sangat terang di tengah-tengah langit-langit itu, aku selalu ingat dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Kenapa? Pasti itu pertanyaan yang akan keluar dari mulut siapa saja. Bukan sesuatu yang aneh. Tapi tenang saja, aku punya jawabannya. Jawaban yang meskipun nggak masuk akal, tapi apa kau bisa menjadi masuk akal ketika kau jatuh cinta ? Ingat menginjak bumi saja sudah syukur :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aku ingat  dia karena dulu, saat aku dan kamu masih terbuai dalam kebodohan singkat yang tiba-tiba merusak fungsi otak dan lebih menggunakan hati dan mengutamakan sensasi debaran jantung luar biasa, setiap aku berbaring saat akan atau bangun tidur, aku selalu melihat atap itu dengan senyuman norak bin enggak banget khas orang jatuh cinta karena baca pesan selamat tidur saat aku akan pergi mengistirahatkan tubuhku sejenak dan pesan selamat pagi yang sudah ada di layar ponselku, menunggu dibuka. Dan itu adalah DULU. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Lain halnya dengan sekarang. Sekarang, ketika dia sudah pergi dan entah bagaimana sudah tidak seperti dulu lagi, setiap kali aku melihat langit-langit itu aku akan merasa seperti merindukannya tapi juga tidak menginginkan untuk melihatnya dalam satu waktu yang sama.&lt;br /&gt;Dan dari saat yang dulu itu sampai sekarang, langit-langit itu tak pernah berubah dan aku parahnya, aku selalu melihatnya setiap kali aku berbaring. Yang berarti sering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-7527828588644340789?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/7527828588644340789/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/12/curhat-soal-langit-langit-kamar.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/7527828588644340789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/7527828588644340789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/12/curhat-soal-langit-langit-kamar.html' title='curhat soal langit-langit kamar'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-8392600674497978541</id><published>2010-12-29T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T04:11:37.967-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buku harian mimpi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>mimpi kemarin</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sedikit &lt;em&gt;out of topic &lt;/em&gt;dari apa yang menjadi &lt;em&gt;hot news&lt;/em&gt; saat ini yaitu sepakbola. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saya mau curhat tentang mimpi saya kemarin. Agak sedikit aneh sih mimpi saya yang satu itu. Saya sudah lama nggak ada pikiran aneh-aneh tentang masa lalu saya. Tapi kemarin malam, &lt;em&gt; freakingly&lt;/em&gt;, saya mimpi tentang seseorang dari masa lalu saya. Bukan orangnya langsung sih sebenarnya. Tapi keluarganya. Ibunya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saya selalu mikir bahwa Ibunya mungkin adalah Ibu paling baik sedunia setelah tentu saja Mama saya. Sampai sekarang pun saya masih berpikir sama. Hanya saja, saya masih agak merasa aneh, kok bisa-bisanya saya mimpi beliau. Di mimpi saya juga ada adik kecilnya. Yang selalu lucu dengan tingkahnya yang selalu ada-ada saja. Terlihat suka loncat sana sini, nggak kenal capek. Dan juga seorang senior di kampus saya yang tiba-tiba menjadi kakaknya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Agak aneh sungguh setelah sekian lama. Tapi oke lah. Hehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks for reading this nothing :)&lt;br /&gt;atikailman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-8392600674497978541?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/8392600674497978541/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/12/sedikit-out-of-topic-dari-apa-yang.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/8392600674497978541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/8392600674497978541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/12/sedikit-out-of-topic-dari-apa-yang.html' title='mimpi kemarin'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-8765795731812375207</id><published>2010-12-05T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T06:17:48.052-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>karena kamu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;karena kamu &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LEBIH DARI SEMUA ATRIBUT MENGKILAP ITU :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Inez's feeling for having such a good husband , Nikratama &lt;br /&gt;Pesan dari Bintang , Sitta Karina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;atika ilman &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-8765795731812375207?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/8765795731812375207/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/12/karena-kamu.html#comment-form' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/8765795731812375207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/8765795731812375207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/12/karena-kamu.html' title='karena kamu'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-2169216840160443762</id><published>2010-12-04T01:14:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T01:18:41.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>August 4 , 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Saya selalu bingung untuk memulai suatu tulisan. Bingung mau nulis apa sebenarnya. Padahal sebelumnya sepertinya otak saya udah punya sesuatu yang ingin saya tuangkan, tapi begitu saya udah ketemu sama media pencurahan pikiran , dalam hal ini laptop, kertas dan pulpen , terkadang saya jadi grogi sendiri. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Saya pengen nulis tentang, ehm, dia aja lagi ya. Tapi enggak ah, ntar dia ke-GR-an lagi, ihihi. Saya cerita tentang kegiatan nggak penting saya aja ya selama liburan super puanjaaang.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Saya belum melakukan apapun yang berguna sejak saya pulang dari ngunjungin Papa saya di Jakarta dan numpang buang penat di Bandung beberapa waktu lalu. Saya masih di rumah, nemenin Mama saya yang paranoid abis kalo saya keluar rumah. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Saya jalan sih, keluar, sesekali sama sahabat-sahabat saya. Dan waktu saya jalan sama sahabat saya waktu SMP, namanya Diba, Ria sama Monce, saya jadi nostalgia gila-gilaan deh pokoknya. Mengenang ketololan kita yang hobby ngerjain kakak kelas. Ihihihi&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Dulu waktu kita duduk di kelas 8 begitu, kita punya masalah yang seru habis-habisan sama kakak kelas kita yang waktu itu kelas 9. Seru sih, tapi malu-maluin banget tapi ya, ibarat sayur sop, masa SMP kita tanpa kakak-kakak kelas kita kelas 9i waktu itu bagai kurang garam sama merica. Hambar sekali.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Dulu waktu zaman SMP kita tuh jago banget tuh jadi mata-mata. Mau cari nomor telepon, cari rumah, cari informasi tentang kehidupan kakak-kakak kelas 9i itu, kita jagonya. Ngumpet-ngumpet masuk tata usaha, ngintilin mereka satu-satu waktu pulang sekolah, bales gangguin mereka (soalnya mereka yang ngajak perang duluan), kita jago banget deh waktu itu. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Bangun tidur pagi-pagi buta gitu langsung semangat buat pergi ke sekolah. Mandi cepet-cepet, tapi rutinitas buang air besar a.k.a bokernya juga jadi cepet banget. Pokoknya bawaannya pengen banget cepet sampe di sekolah ketemu sama si kakak-kakak kelas 9i.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Padahal mereka nggak ada spesialnya. Biasa banget, ya waktu itu sih Cuma anak kelas 9 biasa aja. Pake seragam putih sama bawahan biru. Tapi nggak tahu kenapa kok ada kayak apa gitu yang bikin kita nggak bosen-bosennya buat ngomongin mereka. Cuma kelas mereka aja. Yang lain sih, kita masa bodoh.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Sampai waktu mereka lulus. Duh, rasanya sepi gitu. Dulu yang kita berempat minat banget berangkat sekolah pagi-pagi buat ketemu mereka, jadi males soalnya sadar mereka kan udah sekolah di SMA. Ada yang pindah keluar kota. Pokoknya mencar-mencar deh, di negeri, di swasta. Pokoknya kita kehilangan banget. Banget.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Inget zaman dulu saya sama Diba naik motor lewat rumah salah satu temen kita dan ngeliat salah satu dari kakak kelas kita itu lagi apel tetangganya temen kita. Eh, malah kita yang dijadiin bulan-bulanan. (Eh, mas, kalo kamu inget, waktu itu kamu ngapel sama temenmu. Masa nggak berani ngapel sendiri?) Terus juga pernah, kita dilabrak sama tuh kakak-kakak kelas 9i. tapi yang ada malah kita cengar-cengir najis nggak jelas. Nah mereka juga sama, malah cengirannya lebih najis. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Duh, everywhere you are guys, I miss you, so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt; - I wrote it down about few months ago , still , wanna laugh hard everytime I remember them :) - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;atika ilman&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-2169216840160443762?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/2169216840160443762/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/12/august-4-2010_04.html#comment-form' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2169216840160443762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2169216840160443762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/12/august-4-2010_04.html' title='August 4 , 2010'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-7586060829653276992</id><published>2010-11-06T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T05:32:11.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masyarakat dan lingkungan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hasil meditasi'/><title type='text'>kami sedih , kalian ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TNVJe1t-WsI/AAAAAAAAAJE/5QL8DfvgnB8/s1600/merapi7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TNVJe1t-WsI/AAAAAAAAAJE/5QL8DfvgnB8/s400/merapi7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536412111086705346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sabar. Ketika dihadapkan dengan kondisi yang seperti ini kita harus sabar. Cuma satu kata aja, tapi kadang realisasinya nggak mudah. Saya sadar kok, mungkin jika saya yang jadi mereka pasti saya juga marah, saya pasti juga nggak terima kenapa hal itu terjadi dalam hidup saya. Tapi apa yang bisa kita lakukan selain sabar? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tiap kali nyalain TV dan berhenti di salah satu &lt;em&gt;channel&lt;/em&gt; TV nasional, TVone dan MetroTV (sebut merk) saya selalu ngerasa nyeri, pedih, pilu, nggak tega :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Semua orang sudah tahu tentang Gunung Merapi yang sedang sakit batuk, sampai dahsyat begitu. Gunung Merapi kalau lagi batuk bisa bikin luluh lantak sekitarnya. Yang keluar abu vulkanik, awan panas, lahar dingin, lava pijar dan teman-temannya yang memang kalo sekarang sangat tidak bersahabat, tapi bertahun-tahun lagi pasti sangat bermanfaat.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TNVJekBCDLI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ygJK4WsuoY4/s400/IndonesiaUFOoverMtMERAPI.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536412106334801074" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tetep aja, sekarang, masyarakat yang tinggal di sekitar Merapi pasti sedang sedih. Menderita mungkin. Mereka kehilangan harta benda, bahkan sanak saudara. Nggak kebayang gimana perasaan mereka. Saya bingung mau ngomong apa. Saya mau bilang sabar, tapi kalo saya sedang di posisi mereka apa saya juga masih bisa sabar? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yang paling miris, saat masyarakat Merapi sedang menghirup udara yang bercampur abu vulkanik, yang kehilangan hampir semua dari harta mereka yang paling berharga bahkan keluarga, yang kehilangan banyak air mata karena terus mengalir, Om sama Tante yang di DPR itu nggak ada kabarnya. Apa mereka masih di Italia itu ya ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 388px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TNVJeWay7uI/AAAAAAAAAI0/s4gmvoPaZ6M/s400/korban-merapi-tewas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536412102684765922" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Suka nggak tega aja kalo ngelihat nenek-nenek, kakek-kakek, sama bayi-bayi dan anak-anak yang wajahnya belepotan abu vulkanik, yang gemetaran, yang pasrah, yang seperti nggak tahu mesti gimana. Nggak tega. Kebayang aja kalo itu keluarga kita. Tapi eh, kita semua kan saudara. Saudara yang nggak mungkin cuma tinggal diam waktu saudaranya yang lain lagi susah. Ayo, ulurkan tangan kita guys, buat nolong saudara-saudara kita di sana. Mungkin kita hanya bisa membantu sedikit. Tapi mungkin itu sangat berarti buat mereka :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-7586060829653276992?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/7586060829653276992/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/11/kami-sedih-kalian.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/7586060829653276992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/7586060829653276992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/11/kami-sedih-kalian.html' title='kami sedih , kalian ?'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TNVJe1t-WsI/AAAAAAAAAJE/5QL8DfvgnB8/s72-c/merapi7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-2239489130532370243</id><published>2010-11-03T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T05:43:57.575-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sahabat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>whoopsie .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Messy day turned to be great one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hm , got a not-really-good news today. But I am sure enough that everything will be okay. I have great friends, fyi. And what else ? Don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna have a three-days workshop in December. The even takes place in Malang. Can't wait ! Meet up with friends !! Wish that they aren't coming back to Surabaya that day. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;atikailman&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-2239489130532370243?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/2239489130532370243/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/11/whoopsie.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2239489130532370243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2239489130532370243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/11/whoopsie.html' title='whoopsie .'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-5693595439174803520</id><published>2010-11-02T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T04:45:15.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pengen ngobrol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>what so arrggh is :</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I can't even make my self thinking that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;everything will be just OKAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;#random crazy thought &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;atikailman :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-5693595439174803520?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/5693595439174803520/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-so-arrggh-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5693595439174803520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5693595439174803520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-so-arrggh-is.html' title='what so arrggh is :'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-6176743162974141519</id><published>2010-10-30T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T05:52:28.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masyarakat dan lingkungan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orang penting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>sebuah celoteh generasi pendahulu tentang generasi muda</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Generasi Berumur atau Generasi Pendahulu (dengan sebutan yang lebih manis dan keliatan sedikit 'menjilat') mungkin sering berceloteh ria tentang Generasi Muda yang mungkin mereka anggap &lt;em&gt;incapable&lt;/em&gt; dalam mengatasi masalah-masalah atau mengurus negeri ini suatu saat nanti. Kemarin, di kampus saya, saya tidak sengaja mendengar seorang Generasi Pendahulu berceloteh singkat. Dan saya agak-agak nggak terima.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Generasi Pendahulu : "Pantes aja Indonesia nggak maju-maju, lha wong generasi mudanya kayak kalian."&lt;br /&gt;Saya sebagai Generasi Muda (dan akan selalu berjiwa muda) : ". . . . ." &lt;em&gt;speechless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saya nggak habis pikir deh sama ucapan Generasi Pendahulu tersebut. Kalo gitu kan kesannya bahwa Indonesia sekarang nggak maju karena generasi mudanya. Coba deh pikir,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; INDONESIA YANG SEKARANG ADALAH PRODUK DARI BELIAU-BELIAU GENERASI PENDAHULU&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;PRODUK KAMI SEBAGAI GENERASI MUDA BARU AKAN BISA DILIHAT BEBERAPA TAHUN LAGI KETIKA KAMI SUDAH TAK LAGI MUDA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Karena di Indonesia ini , sudah membudaya sepertinya keadaan dimana Anak Muda dianggap hanyalah anak kemarin sore yang nggak bisa apa-apa dan selalu menyusahkan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Menurut saya, Generasi Muda sekarang masih banyak yang idealis, yang berpikir bahwa kalo nggak boleh yang nggak boleh. Saya justru ingin bertanya , apakah banyak di antara Generasi Pendahulu sekarang yang berpikir idealis seperti itu ? &lt;em&gt;Well, &lt;/em&gt;saya percaya ada, tapi mungkin nggak banyak. Pernah dengar korupsi enggak, Generasi-Generasi Pendahulu yang Terhormat? Yang ngelakuin kan kebanyakan teman sejawat Anda, ya kan Generasi Pendahulu yang Terhormat? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lagipula kalo saja misalnya (yang semoga saja nggak terjadi) para Generasi Muda sekarang, suatu saat nanti melakukannya, bukankan itu karena mereka mencontoh para Generasi Pendahulu? Karena mereka melihat bahwa Generasi Pendahulu tetap melakukannya, padahal Generasi Pendahulu itu mengerti, paham dan mengetahui bahwa itu tidak boleh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Generasi Pendahulu, coba bayangkan deh perasaan saya sebagai Generasi Muda yang melulu disalahkan, dianggap apatis, dianggap nggak bisa apa-apa, dianggap tidak bisa melakukan kontribusi besar untuk negara, nggak enak lho. Sakit. Kadang Generasi Muda disalahkan karena kesalahan yang justru milik Generasi Pendahulu (contohnya ya celoteh yang saya tulis di atas itu),  Generasi Muda dianggap apatis, padahal yang melakukan demo tentang lingkungan hidup kebanyakan adalah mahasiswa. Kami selalu mencoba melakukan sesuatu untuk Indonesia. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saya mungkin termasuk pengecut karena hanya diam saja saat salah seorang Generasi Pendahulu itu berceloteh seperti itu.  Tapi mungkin itu yang terbaik buat saya. Daripada saya dianggap kurang ajar terhadap yang lebih tua. Tapi tahu nggak sih, rasanya nggak enak lho denger kalimat itu secara langsung. Dan satu lagi, buat seorang Generasi Pendahulu yang berkata hal yang tersebut di atas (yang diketik dengan CAPSLOCK aktif), saya cuma mau bilang, kalo mau ngomong harusnya dipikir dulu kalimat yang harusnya digunakan. Menurut saya kalimat itu salah. Anda seharusnya berkata seperti ini," Gimana Indonesia NANTINYA kalo Generasi Mudanya kayak kalian." Menurut saya itu lebih pas, karena masih ada unsur bahwa kami akan berkontribusi bagi Indonesia di masa depan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;atika ilman&lt;br /&gt;maaf , karena menulis tentang hal seperti ini. sedikit menyakitkan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-6176743162974141519?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/6176743162974141519/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/10/sebuah-celoteh-generasi-pendahulu.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6176743162974141519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6176743162974141519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/10/sebuah-celoteh-generasi-pendahulu.html' title='sebuah celoteh generasi pendahulu tentang generasi muda'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-778962808987066052</id><published>2010-10-26T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T08:39:17.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='question'/><title type='text'>what do you think ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What do we have to believe in ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Our heart or our brain ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Our feeling or our logic ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;atika ilman :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-778962808987066052?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/778962808987066052/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-do-you-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/778962808987066052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/778962808987066052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-do-you-think.html' title='what do you think ?'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-3529137171984543648</id><published>2010-10-20T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T02:09:23.876-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puisi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>10 things I hate about YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I knew this poem from a movie with the same tittle. And I love it. Great poem. Fun and so honest, in my opinion. So that when I read this I just felt kind of melting down. So sweet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;10 Things I Hate About You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate the way you talk to me,&lt;br /&gt;And the way you cut your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you drive my car,&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate your big dumb combat boots&lt;br /&gt;And the way you read my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you so much it makes me sick,&lt;br /&gt;It even makes me rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you're always right,&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you make me laugh,&lt;br /&gt;Even worse when you make me cry&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you're not around,&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that you didn't call&lt;br /&gt;But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you,&lt;br /&gt;Not even close…&lt;br /&gt;Not even a little bit…&lt;br /&gt;Not even at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;atika ilman :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-3529137171984543648?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/3529137171984543648/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/10/10-things-i-hate-about-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/3529137171984543648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/3529137171984543648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/10/10-things-i-hate-about-you.html' title='10 things I hate about YOU'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-7110813314994891368</id><published>2010-10-20T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T01:47:02.939-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pendidikan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kampus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>my another day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hey there blogworld, kinda lack of post, eh? Missing me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Super duper hyper busy with college and the stuffs, but yeah, it's great. Even better everyday :) I just need more time for me myself doing non sense activities like I used to do before in High School. Such as watching movie and karaoke with friends. But over all, it's good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Perbedaan waktu kuliah sama SMA lumayan gede sih. Yang paling kerasa ya jumlah murid satu kelasnya itu, dulu cuma 40 orangan satu kelas, sekarang 193 kepala. Bayangkanlah seberapa besarlah ruang kelas saya. Udah gitu kita belum &lt;em&gt;moving class&lt;/em&gt; gitu. Masih diem aja di satu ruangan yang gede banget dan penuh sesak dengan manusia-manusia super. Tapi seru sih.&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; (&lt;em&gt;I'll post the pict of my class soon!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dan &lt;em&gt;lift&lt;/em&gt; yang ada di kampus saya itu serem banget. Kadang-kadang mati gitu terus berhenti. Serem lah. Tapi kalo nggak pake &lt;em&gt;lift, &lt;/em&gt; masa iya kudu naik tangga tiap hari. Dengan catatan ruang kelas saya itu ada di lantai 7. Lantai 7. Nggak cuma lantai 2 atau 3. &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Imagine, in my first day college, I've trapped in the lift. Then the day after I prefered to use stairs. But I got my feet so tired. Then now, I try to encourage my self to use the lift again.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dan apalagi ya. Oh iya, &lt;em&gt;as always the lectures. &lt;/em&gt;Sama aja kayak SMA, dosen ada yang enak dan nggak enak. Gitulah pokoknya. Kalo yang enak itu pasti buru-buru deh berangkatnya. Kalo nggak enak ya males-malesan gitu. Hehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tugasnya akhir-akhir ini mulai rame. Presentasi terus. Makalah, makalah dan makalah. Sekarang aja lagi cari bahan makalah buat kuliah Wawasan Lingkungan. Hehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Wait for the picts tomorrow ya, guys. Actually I have one more story to tell. About one of my friends. But, it's out of topic I think. Hehe See yaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;atika ilman :)&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-7110813314994891368?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/7110813314994891368/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-another-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/7110813314994891368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/7110813314994891368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-another-day.html' title='my another day'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-2868603223509037226</id><published>2010-10-15T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T05:37:49.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pengen ngobrol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sahabat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>love letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This is my love letter that I wrote in order to fulfill my Student Orientation task&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Haha, I still wanna laugh so hard everytime I reread this letter. And even I wrote it, I didn't collect it because I was stuck at Healthy Room. So unfortunately, because I really really want him, whoever the person is, to read this letter. I present this letter for the Adrenalin Team who used to scream and be angry to their junior. But, with all of my heart I must say, I just wrote it down because this was the task and I don't have any feeling to whoever that actually would read this. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dear . . . . . . . . . . . . . ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Meskipun engkau galak minta ampun, bisanya nyuruh-nyuruh aja. Teriak-teriak nggak karuan, mengira suaramu indah dan merdu sok bentak-bentak nggak karuan, tapi jauh dari itu, suaramu terdengar begitu empuk di telingaku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wajahmu yang selalu dilipat jadi lima sambil ngeliatin beratus pasang mata  itu terlihat begitu manis, semanis madu yang dicampur gula yang rasanya luar biasa kuat untuk membuat kadar gula dalam darah saya meningkat drasis sehingga saya membutuhkan suntikan insulin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, dan satu lagi, matamu yang bulat dan hampir keluar saat amarahmu mencuat itu sanggup membuat saya kehilangan ke sadaran dan pusing minta ampun karena begitu tajam menusuk sampai ke hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So much love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't know exactly how I could do write stuff like this. But at least, at the time I was safe because I didn't collect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1011.photobucket.com/albums/af231/atikailman/?action=view&amp;amp;current=page.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1011.photobucket.com/albums/af231/atikailman/page.jpg" border="0" alt="random" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crazy zany though, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;atika ilman :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-2868603223509037226?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/2868603223509037226/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/10/love-letter.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2868603223509037226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2868603223509037226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/10/love-letter.html' title='love letter'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-3602201383420094137</id><published>2010-10-01T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T22:43:21.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masyarakat dan lingkungan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pendidikan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orang penting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>oh yeah , kena tilang</title><content type='html'>Kapan hari gitu tuh , lupa kapan , tapi yang jelas weekdays soalnya kan aku mau kuliaaaaaaah. Hari itu cerah ceria, luar biasa, senyum nempel di bibirku yang biasa2 aja itu begitu sumringah, pokoknya pagi yang bersinar, deh. Keluar dari rumah, nge-gas si mobil dengan hati yang terbang, bahagia soalnya berangkat agak pagi. Terus sampe tol, keluar tol, masuk tol lagi, kampusku jauh dari rumah, jadi masuk keluar tol lebih baik. Bebas hambatan ; kecuali waktu di pintu tolnya, beuh, panjang gila antrinya.&lt;p&gt;Keluar dari tol terakhir, pintu tol Darmo Satelit, masih ceria wajahku sampai ketemu lampu merah a.k.a &lt;em&gt;traffic light &lt;/em&gt; Bundaran Mayjend Sungkono. Dan tiba-tiba ada seorang polisi melambai-lambaikan tangannya ke arah mobilku dan aku disuruh meminggirkan mobilku, PADAHAL WAKTU KULIAHKU UDAH MEPET DAN DAN DAN KAMPUSKU UDAH DI DEPAN MATA. Hiks. Berhenti dulu. Aku nurunin kaca jendela, sok imut memulai pembicaraan paling nggak romantis dan sok mohon-mohon gila.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dearest Police (DP) : Kenapa lewat yang situ, Mbak? Mbak harusnya lewat situ. (Tangannya nunjuk-nunjuk gitu)&lt;br /&gt;Aku Sok Polos (ASP) : Lho bukannya kalo yang tengah itu boleh kanan boleh kiri ya ? (Ngeyel, soalnya biasanya kayak gitu juga nggak ada yang nilang)&lt;br /&gt;DP : Lho enggak gitu, Mbak. Mau ditilang ya?&lt;br /&gt;ASP : Yaaaaah , jangan dong, Pak. Saya mau kuliah nih. Telat, telat! (mata yang memohon ala kartun-kartun)&lt;br /&gt;DP : Terus kalo nggak mau ditilang diapain ? (Mancing)&lt;br /&gt;ASP : Gini aja deh, Pak. (Mulai ngubek-ngubek tas. Nemu duit 100ribu, kebanyakan. Ngubek-ngubek lagi , ada 50ribu. Bolehlah.) Ini aja ya, Pak? (Mau ngasih duit 50ribuan).&lt;br /&gt;DP : Masukin STNKnya aja, Mbak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What!! Minta dimasukkin STNK tuh duitnya !?! Udah lah, Pak. Udah jadi rahasia umum di Indonesia kalo polisi itu begitu. Hehe. Nggak usah pake disembunyikan begitu deh kalo Bapak doyan. Hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TKbGGxhvKpI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fQfWnFAWRg8/s400/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523319812692847250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Itu duitku yang melayang. Hiks. Hiks. Bisa buat &lt;em&gt;lunch&lt;/em&gt; di kantin kampus selama 5 hari. Udah sama minumnya pula. Meskipun nggak seberapa, tapi sayang.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;atika ilman :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-3602201383420094137?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/3602201383420094137/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/10/oh-yeah-kena-tilang.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/3602201383420094137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/3602201383420094137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/10/oh-yeah-kena-tilang.html' title='oh yeah , kena tilang'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TKbGGxhvKpI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fQfWnFAWRg8/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-6099869477817707398</id><published>2010-09-30T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T06:32:43.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pendidikan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pengen ngobrol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>a doctor</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;To cure &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;SOMETIMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;relieve &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;OFTEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;comfort &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;got the words from my communication lecture and I am string along with it . And how about you guys ? I think , whoever you are , you have to be like this . Comforting another so you can please them with joys. And you get the rewards, not now but someday, somewhere :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And as a future doctor, I have to study hard, learn everything, those all are for my future patients. For seeing smile on their faces everytime they go home after recover :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wish me luck :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;atika ilman &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-6099869477817707398?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/6099869477817707398/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/09/doctor.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6099869477817707398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6099869477817707398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/09/doctor.html' title='a doctor'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-220859151997144374</id><published>2010-09-29T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T04:47:10.598-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pendidikan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pengen ngobrol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>lucky me :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Spotted someone in the middle of the Student Orientation. It's my year actually, but because of my illness , I just could stay at Health Room, doing nothing but rest and sleep. And he is my senior. What an awesomeness :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;at first I thought that I would feel some awfulness about this Student Orientation, but now, I don't. Feeling good so much. But unluckyly, I don't know his name and I approximately forget his face, I just know his gesture. Poor me !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But,&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am now a Student of Medical Faculty , Wijaya Kusuma University&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . I am a proud student right now. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And promise, I will do my best best efforts to be a good doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Wish I could keep my promise, pray for me, eh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And pray me to know him better. Wish me luck, too.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-220859151997144374?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/220859151997144374/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/09/lucky-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/220859151997144374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/220859151997144374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/09/lucky-me.html' title='lucky me :)'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-811612993130006834</id><published>2010-09-03T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T09:05:14.875-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>miss</title><content type='html'>Hey ya blogworld. Long time no post something here. For these days recently I've been interested in kind of human rights. But I think for this post I will post about my feeling.&lt;p&gt;I know I am wrong about saying this , but I need to :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hey boy, I miss you like hell everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Since you've gone that day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;until this time I write this very same sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That's all. Short posting I know, but that's all I need to say :')&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TIEcO1J65rI/AAAAAAAAAIc/TngMJpVXVLY/s400/tumblr_kv9dqmcVbF1qaafqmo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512718459990632114" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;atika ilman :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-811612993130006834?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/811612993130006834/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/09/miss.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/811612993130006834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/811612993130006834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/09/miss.html' title='miss'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TIEcO1J65rI/AAAAAAAAAIc/TngMJpVXVLY/s72-c/tumblr_kv9dqmcVbF1qaafqmo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-5293040413366677595</id><published>2010-09-02T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T09:11:42.107-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masyarakat dan lingkungan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orang penting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hasil meditasi'/><title type='text'>sekilas tentang rasa nasionalisme</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seseorang 1 : Gue malu jadi orang Indonesia. Lo tahu kenapa?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seseorang 2 : Gue tahu. Tapi gue nggak malu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seseorang 1 : Lo yakin ? Nggak usah munafik deh lo !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seseorang 2 : (mengangguk yakin) Gue sih lebih malu lagi kalo jadi kayak lo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seseorang 1 : (muka berubah serem sedikit) Maksud lo ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seseorang 2 : Iya. Gue malu jadi orang kayak lo. Ngomongnya malu jadi orang Indonesia, tapi lo masih aja tinggal di Indonesia. Bernafas di Indonesia. Cari makan di Indonesia. Jalan-jalan di Indonesia. Bahkan lo masih numpang tidur di Indonesia. Kalo lo malu, jangan ngomong aja, capcus deh elo pindah jauh-jauh dari Indonesia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seseorang 1 : (diam)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seseorang 2 : Jangan tanya apa yang udah Indonesia kasih buat lo, karena itu banyak banget. Oksigen yang entah berapa banyak sejak elo pertama kali bernafas, air yang lo pakai mandi tiap hari, makanan yang ngisi perut lo sampai buncit begitu. Banyak yang Indonesia kasih buat lo. Tapi lo? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;APA YANG UDAH LO KASIH BUAT INDONESIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;taken from my tumblr : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://atikailman.tumblr.com/post/1053791699/sekilas-tentang-rasa-nasionalisme"&gt;atikailman.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-5293040413366677595?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/5293040413366677595/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/09/sekilas-tentang-rasa-nasionalisme.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5293040413366677595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5293040413366677595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/09/sekilas-tentang-rasa-nasionalisme.html' title='sekilas tentang rasa nasionalisme'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-2688058616869159994</id><published>2010-08-03T01:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T03:21:39.116-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masyarakat dan lingkungan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orang penting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hasil meditasi'/><title type='text'>Harapan yang Dibalut  22 Hari Pengorbanan</title><content type='html'>Mungkin buat yang jarang liat berita pasti agak-agak sedikit bertanya-tanya sama judul di atas. Tapi saya yakin banget kok kalo sekarang banyak banget tahu lah minimal meskipun nggak kenal sama bapak dari &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Malang&lt;/span&gt; ini, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bapak Indra Aswan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saya juga nggak mengenal beliau secara langsung kok. Cuma sebatas tahu&lt;/span&gt;.)  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maaf sebelumnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;saya pribadi sih, yang pada dasarnya udah rada sebel-sebel gimana gitu oknum-oknum penegak hukum yang menurut saya kapabilitasnya perlu dipertanyakan itu, jadi tambah sebel&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Saya sih belum tahu betul apa sih artinya mafia hukum, tapi kayaknya kalo ngeliat ya, yang namanya mafia pasti nggak ada bagus-bagusnya deh. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Berarti MAFIA HUKUM juga nggak ada bagus-bagusnya. JELEK BANGET deh, kalo perlu itu U sama E-nya ditambahin jadi banyak banget deh&lt;/span&gt;. Dan setelah saya ngelihat kasus-kasus yang kayak gini, dan lagi-lagi lewat televise, radio, media cetak, internet dan lain-lain, saya jadi muak bin jijik sama MAFIA HUKUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bapak itu rela banget jalan kaki dari Malang yang ada di Jawa Timur sampai ke DKI Jakarta. Coba aja liat di peta jaraknya segimana, jangan lupa liat skala si peta juga. Emang kalo di peta jaraknya palin 10 cm-an gitu, tapi kalo Anda sekalian nyobain pergi dari Malang ke Jakarta naik kendaraan, selain lewat jalur udara tentunya, pasti merasa bahwa pantat Anda agak besar sebelah. Dan Bapak Indra Aswan ini berjalan kaki, bayangin deh pakai nalar logika orang yang sebelah mana coba mau jalan&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; sejauuuh &lt;/span&gt;itu. Tapi apapun Bapak Indra Aswan rela ngelakuin asal dia bisa dapet keadilan yang semakin sekarang kayaknya semakin susah untuk dicari. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anak sulungnya meninggal karena ditabrak oleh salah satu polisi yang pada saat itu berpangkat kompol. Dan yang tragis adalah, tuh polisi nggak dihukum apapun. Gila nggak tuh? Sakit jiwa kan? Padahal anaknya meninggal. Nggak bisa hidup lagi, tapi bahkan pelakunya nggak dihukum sama sekali. Minta maaf juga enggak kali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;15 tahun setelah kematian putra Bapak Indra Aswan, bapak kompol yang terhormat diadili dengan keputusan bebas karena kasusnya dianggap kadaluarsa. Kalo saya sih mikir ya pakai otak, pasti itu &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIBIKIN KADALUARSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; biar si bapak kompol yang terhormat itu bisa bebas begitu aja&lt;/span&gt;. Sengaja diundur-undur sebegitu lamanya. SENGAJA. Keliatan banget deh itu taktik biasa banget tahu nggak sih. Kok nggak malu sih?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kenapa sih tuh bapak kompol yang terhormat kagak mau diadili, jadi LAKI-LAKI dong, masa kayak bencong begitu. Kalo salah minta maaf. Ngaku salah. Saya aja yang perempuan diajari mengakui kesalahan dan meminta maaf kalo saya salah. Dan saya masih umur 18 tahun lho, bapak yang lebih dewasa daripada saya masa nggak tahu.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dan singkat cerita setelah menempuh 1000an kilometer itu dan sampai di istana Negara untuk mengadu ke Bapak Presiden, beliau malah sepeti nggak digubris. Disuruh pulang begitu udah gelap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Bapak presiden ke mana sih, Pak? Bapak jarang di Negara sendiri ya? Tapi masa Bapak nggak tahu sih, di sini, Pak. Di Negara yang Bapak pimpin ini, rakyat kecil selalu susah untuk mendapat keadilan. Mereka pengen curhat sama Bapak karena penyalur aspirasi yang Negara ini punya terlalu menutup telinganya, Pak. Maaf ya, saya nggak sopan ngomong begini. Saya, tahu kapasitas saya itu nggak cukup untuk ngomong kayak gini, tapi saya percaya, masih banyak dari orang-orang pemerintahan yang masih punya hati. Bangsa kita yang besar ini masih punya hati. Jadi tolong ingatkan abdi masyarakat yang ada di gedung hijau itu supaya melakukan fungsi mereka yang paling dasar, melayani masyarakat, mendengar dan menyampaikan aspirasi rakyatnya. Tolong ya, Pak &lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dan buat bapak kompol yang sudah menabrak anak Bapak Indra Aswan, saya Cuma mau cerita, Pak. Dulu waktu saya ngaji, Ustadz dan Ustadzah yang ngajar saya cerita soal dunia yang nggak kekal dan keabadian akhirat. Mungkin bapak kompol yang terhormat nggak dihukum di dunia, tapi saya nggak yakin kalo Allah Yang Maha Mengetahui dan Maha Adil nggak akan mengadili bapak dengan hukuman yang lebih -wow-&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;nantinya. Bapak dulu diajarin gitu nggak waktu bapak ngaji? Atau kalo bapak nonmuslim saya juga punya temen nonmuslim yang bilang kalo apa yang bapak sudah lakukan nggak bener juga kok di agamanya. Mending ditebus sekarang aja, Pak. Sungguh deh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Buat Bapak Indra Aswan, nggak Cuma 22 hari deh, Pak kayaknya ya? Tapi 17 tahun lebih harapan akan keadilan itu ada di hati Bapak. Semoga Bapak dapat yang terbaik. Keluarga Bapak juga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Mungkin segitu aja, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will be good if someone somewhere read it , and it would be a pleasure to me if you leave some comment :)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I'm sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;karena saya merasa nggak sopan sudah menulis beginian, tapi saya berhak menyampaikan pendapat toh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;atikailman :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thank you and sorry (again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-2688058616869159994?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/2688058616869159994/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/08/harapan-yang-dibalut-22-hari.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2688058616869159994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2688058616869159994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/08/harapan-yang-dibalut-22-hari.html' title='Harapan yang Dibalut  22 Hari Pengorbanan'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-9014900466897550144</id><published>2010-07-04T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T07:34:11.451-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pengen ngobrol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>need to talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i1011.photobucket.com/albums/af231/atikailman/g.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 542px; height: 235px;" src="http://i1011.photobucket.com/albums/af231/atikailman/g.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i just need to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;atika ilman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-9014900466897550144?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/9014900466897550144/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-just-need-to-talk-to-you-atika-ilman.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/9014900466897550144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/9014900466897550144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-just-need-to-talk-to-you-atika-ilman.html' title='need to talk'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-5863255403539186950</id><published>2010-07-02T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T08:18:52.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>jakarta : kamu : dan kebodohanku</title><content type='html'>Seperti biasa, cerita dari buku harian saya yang saya salin ulang dengan sedikit gubahan di beberapa bagian. Karena kalau terlalu gamblang akan terlihat sedikit berbahaya. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know, this is cyber world where everything can be happened&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am mad. I don't know it's just like you can't be happy even you supposed to be&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it is because of him.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I just can't stand it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Saya merasa aneh. Yah, aneh karena saya yang biasanya ribet sama yang namanya sekolah, sekarang harus jauh dari kehidupan yang super duper hyper sibuk itu. Nggak ada lagi tugas. Nggak liat anak-anak yang tiap lima menit sekali liat jam dinding di depan kelas nungguin bel pulang. Nggak lagi deh itu yang namanya tiduran di UKS sambil dengerin musik. Benar-benar dosa zaman SMA deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's kind of hard to meet you. I should say that I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sudah mulai keluar -kamu-nya*&lt;br /&gt;Seperti biasa, saya heran saya bisa gitu aja bilang seperti itu ke kamu. Kaget? Hey, saya jauh lebih kaget. Beneran deh, saya nggak bohong. Tapi ya begitu, namanya juga kamu. Saya terbiasa dengan kamu yang bisa tiba-tiba ada dan tiba-tiba juga ilang entah ke mana. Kamu bilang nggak bisa menghubungi saya, dan saya maklum *meskipun mangkel-mangkel gimana gitu, tapi tetep aja bukan kapasitas saya untuk marah*.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi saya muak. Capek terus terusan seperti itu. Tapi mau gimana lagi? Namanya juga perasaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya sudahlah. Terserah kamu aja. Itu kan hidupmmu. Saya juga punya hidup sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, I am kind of crazy about shopping for these last two days and I think it wil continue til I go back to Surabaya.&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atika ilman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/2056547703326427750-5863255403539186950?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/5863255403539186950/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/07/jakarta-kamu-dan-kebodohanku.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5863255403539186950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5863255403539186950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/07/jakarta-kamu-dan-kebodohanku.html' title='jakarta : kamu : dan kebodohanku'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-8931974486267179493</id><published>2010-05-31T04:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T06:14:15.225-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masyarakat dan lingkungan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hasil meditasi'/><title type='text'>another story from the war</title><content type='html'>When I just got home, my mom told me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;the news that Israel killed the volunteers on the ship named Mavi Marmara&lt;/span&gt;. I was just speechless and thought that was so so so so cruel right away. and&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; what I can say now is just stupid and heartless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Well, I wanna talk to the world, I know exactly that the world might be not listen to me or what. But as I have said before, I better share what I think of to you all because it will be more useful if I share to you than keep it in my notebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Hi world, don't you see people's tears right there in front of you ?&lt;br /&gt;They really wanna have a beautiful day like yours, but why does it seem so hard to be real?&lt;br /&gt;Hi world, you know exactly that everybody in this world is God's big family, so why should you create such a mess for the family of YOURS?&lt;br /&gt;Could you imagine if those people are your family and they just try their best for hide and cry for years because of the stupid war?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;And now I ask you, is there any advantage you could have by the war except the corpses everywhere and the tears drop? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Could you tell me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; If you could tell me just do it!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt; And I will tell you the advantages of a peaceful world you possibly have if you forget that stupid word named war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And if you still feel hate about living in peace, I am sorry, with all of my heart I should say that you don't even have a heart. You worse than animal, because even the animal itself, they still have a feeling. You are NOT even a HUMAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Hey, you tell your children about how beautiful is living in peace but what you have created for them is just an incredible mess ever. You build your children's dream but you extinguish it by your own self. Aren't you ashamed of yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be hard to make a better world to live in, but it doesn't mean that we can not, does it?&lt;br /&gt;And I believe that we can have one. Come on, I know exactly that you don't wanna to see these kind of faces, do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TAOrVmBm-lI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Avaz1BjrUXo/s1600/D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TAOrVmBm-lI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Avaz1BjrUXo/s400/D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477409959285553746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="short_text"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="bayi di reruntuhan" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;baby in the ruins. Imagine that he is your baby :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TAOr8wzp2KI/AAAAAAAAAHw/lygh3bz6Bwc/s1600/image4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TAOr8wzp2KI/AAAAAAAAAHw/lygh3bz6Bwc/s400/image4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477410632194709666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What we want to see the most is their laughter, their happiness :) like these :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TAOtzvZpTjI/AAAAAAAAAH4/9YwwlnVzmro/s1600/dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TAOtzvZpTjI/AAAAAAAAAH4/9YwwlnVzmro/s400/dd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477412676221619762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See the different. We want to see this on their face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TAOulLJgl6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/1CxTeU6-P_E/s1600/f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TAOulLJgl6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/1CxTeU6-P_E/s400/f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477413525483722658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" id="result_box" class="short_text"&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;I hope  the war in Gaza could end and we can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; the beautiful side of live in this world. And please, make this world worth to live in. I hate the war, and I believe so do you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dedicated to : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="short_text"&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;those innocent people who were killed in Gaza battle and other war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;those tears which drop by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;those happiness that will come for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;those rainbow after the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD's BIG FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a little note for Israel :&lt;br /&gt;Don't you wanna live in such a peace ? Stop the aggression to Palestine. Palestine's people also part of God's big family. Like you. We all are family. So please, act like a family. Stop it. Stop it.&lt;br /&gt;You still have a heart, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;for a better life ,&lt;br /&gt;atika ilman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-8931974486267179493?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/8931974486267179493/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/05/another-story-from-war.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/8931974486267179493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/8931974486267179493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/05/another-story-from-war.html' title='another story from the war'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/TAOrVmBm-lI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Avaz1BjrUXo/s72-c/D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-6623422835080373324</id><published>2010-05-27T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T22:08:21.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puisi'/><title type='text'>BJ Habibie's poem for his wife :)</title><content type='html'>Sebenarnya ini bukan tentang kematianmu, bukan itu.&lt;br /&gt;Karena, aku tahu bahwa semua yang ada pasti menjadi tiada pada akhirnya,&lt;br /&gt;dan kematian adalah sesuatu yang pasti,&lt;br /&gt;dan kali ini adalah giliranmu untuk pergi, aku sangat tahu itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi yang membuatku tersentak sedemikian hebat,&lt;br /&gt;adalah kenyataan bahwa kematian benar-benar dapat memutuskan kebahagiaan  dalam diri seseorang, sekejap saja, lalu rasanya mampu membuatku  menjadi nelangsa setengah mati, hatiku seperti tak di tempatnya, dan  tubuhku serasa kosong melompong, hilang isi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau tahu sayang, rasanya seperti angin yang tiba-tiba hilang berganti  kemarau gersang.&lt;br /&gt;Pada airmata yang jatuh kali ini, aku selipkan salam perpisahan panjang,&lt;br /&gt;pada kesetiaan yang telah kau ukir, pada kenangan pahit manis selama kau  ada,&lt;br /&gt;aku bukan hendak megeluh, tapi rasanya terlalu sebentar kau disini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mereka mengira aku lah kekasih yang baik bagimu sayang,&lt;br /&gt;tanpa mereka sadari, bahwa kaulah yang menjadikan aku kekasih yang baik.&lt;br /&gt;mana mungkin aku setia padahal memang kecenderunganku adalah mendua,  tapi kau ajarkan aku kesetiaan, sehingga aku setia, kau ajarkan aku arti  cinta, sehingga aku mampu mencintaimu seperti ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat jalan,&lt;br /&gt;Kau dari-Nya, dan kembali pada-Nya,&lt;br /&gt;kau dulu tiada untukku, dan sekarang kembali tiada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selamat jalan sayang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cahaya mataku, penyejuk jiwaku,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selamat jalan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calon bidadari surgaku ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BJ.HABIBIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just looked around in the internet and found it. I believe that &lt;/span&gt;Ibu Ainun &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;must be very happy up there.&lt;br /&gt;And I very envy her for having a husband like hers.&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could have one someday, similar to hers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S_9PfZYVnzI/AAAAAAAAAHg/vksC-w62gwg/s1600/Foto-Istri-BJ-Habibie-266x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S_9PfZYVnzI/AAAAAAAAAHg/vksC-w62gwg/s400/Foto-Istri-BJ-Habibie-266x300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476183072713318194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P. Ibu Hasri Ainun Habibie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I try to be like you, a very good woman for your family and country&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I try my best.&lt;br /&gt;And I love to be part of your social organization, one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;respectfully,&lt;br /&gt;atika ilman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-6623422835080373324?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/6623422835080373324/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/05/bj-habibies-poem-for-his-wife.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6623422835080373324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6623422835080373324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/05/bj-habibies-poem-for-his-wife.html' title='BJ Habibie&apos;s poem for his wife :)'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S_9PfZYVnzI/AAAAAAAAAHg/vksC-w62gwg/s72-c/Foto-Istri-BJ-Habibie-266x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-6250317034826922664</id><published>2010-05-27T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T21:56:12.859-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>trauma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S_9KIb4oXrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/k9H6x4aBVAU/s1600/Trauma_%28TV_series%29.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S_9KIb4oXrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/k9H6x4aBVAU/s400/Trauma_%28TV_series%29.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476177180690505394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This TV serial is similar to a Japanese Dorama that I have seen before, Code Blue.  You should see this one for God's sake. It tells about a medical things. And consists of lotta accidenst.&lt;br /&gt;And there is Gaga's song in one episode. I forget which one.&lt;br /&gt;I love Nancy and Rabbit as a couple. They match each other.&lt;br /&gt;And that's all I can tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just take a look on :&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trauma_%28TV_series%29"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trauma_%28TV_series%29"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trauma_(TV_series)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/trauma/" class="external free" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://www.nbc.com/trauma/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;simply enjoying , and you can also check it out on &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/"&gt;Youtube&lt;/a&gt;, I believe that&lt;br /&gt;take a look than :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers ,&lt;br /&gt;atika ilman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-6250317034826922664?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/6250317034826922664/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/05/trauma.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6250317034826922664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6250317034826922664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/05/trauma.html' title='trauma'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S_9KIb4oXrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/k9H6x4aBVAU/s72-c/Trauma_%28TV_series%29.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-817024307357037066</id><published>2010-05-26T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T05:54:52.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masyarakat dan lingkungan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pendidikan'/><title type='text'>saya tahu,  bangsa Indonesia itu benar-benar BESAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm kind of afraid of posting about these kind of things since I saw those all cases on TV. The people who speak or tell the right thing are mostly being treated unwell. I use Indonesian for next paragraph, I talk in Indonesian more fluently :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, seperti yang saya sudah jelaskan di atas, saya takut untuk menuliskan kritik-kritik yang merupakan opini saya tentang apapun yang menurut saya masih pantas untuk disampaikan. Saya takut saja tiba-tiba dituntut dengan tuntutan mencemarkan nama baik atau yang lainnya, bisa gila Ibu saya anaknya kudu 'menginap' di balik jeruji besi itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi saya rasa harus, soalnya kan sia-sia saja kalo ini hanya diendapkan di pikiran atau di buku catatan saya. Maaf ya, ya kalau tidak merasa jangan marah. Ehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tahu kapasitas saya sebagai seorang remaja yang mungkin menurut sebagian orang hanya anak kemarin sore yang nggak tahu apa-apa. Tapi ayolah, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;open your eyes, please.&lt;/span&gt; Saya yang anak kemarin sore saja tahu, masa kalian yang istilah Jepang-nya adalah SENSEI (yg memiliki arti lebih dahulu hidup) nggak tahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak orang mungkin yang ingin mengungkapkan pandangannya ke masyarakat. Tapi sekarang mereka takut. Saya sedikit merinding. Hanya saja saya berpikir bahwa sebuah pasal yang ada di dalam UUD 1945 yaitu pasal 28 yang berisikan tentang kebebasan mengeluarkan pendapat itu belum bisa menjamin bahwa kita bebas berpendapat. Saya hanya takut melihat realita yang akhir akhir ini marak, kasus tuntut menuntut gara-gara pendapat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya pendapat atau opini itu sebaiknya bukan hanya konsumsi orang 'besar' saja karena pada dasarnya seluruh rakyat Indonesia mempunyai kesempatan yang sama dalam hal menyampaikan pendapat. Kalau misalnya saja semua orang yang beropini dituntut, dibungkam gitu aja, mana dong yang namanya dari, untuk, dan oleh rakyat. Mana ada yang berani menyampaikan pendapatnya? Saya yakin, banyak orang yang punya pendapat-pendapat atau ide-ide brilian. Kalau saja sedikit mau mendengar, mau mengerti, mau saling menghargai, bangsa Indonesia yang besar ini bukan hanya akan sekedar menjadi BESAR, iya kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toh kalau saya pikir-pikir lagi, bukankah dengan marah , menuntut, membungkam dan lain-lain itu malah memperlihatkan bahwa diri kita ini benar-benar salah? Kalau orang nggak salah terus dibilang yang aneh-aneh kan harusnya nggak perlu repot menolak dengan garang seperti itu toh? Lebih elegan dan berkelas kan kesannya kalau kita diam. Toh, kalau kita MEMANG tidak salah, kita tidak perlu khawatir. Anggap saja sama seperti pohon, semakin tinggi, semakin dahsyat angin yang menerpa. Jadi jangan main asal tuntut. Malah bikin kita terlihat salah. Kan malu. Ehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan harapan saya, semoga demokrasi di Indonesia tidak hanya sebatas PEMILIHAN UMUM. Saya tahu kalau kita bisa. Kalian tahu ? Pasti tahu. Saya yang anak kemarin sore saja tahu, apa lagi kalian yang katanya lebih dahulu hidup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atika ilman :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-817024307357037066?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/817024307357037066/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/05/saya-tahu-bangsa-indonesia-itu-benar.html#comment-form' title='4 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/817024307357037066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/817024307357037066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/05/saya-tahu-bangsa-indonesia-itu-benar.html' title='saya tahu,  bangsa Indonesia itu benar-benar BESAR'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-713930037979202030</id><published>2010-05-16T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T03:43:47.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>dying</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;A person starts dying when they stop dreaming.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I read this quote for somewhere. Then, that is true, as I think about it deeper.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-713930037979202030?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/713930037979202030/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/05/dying.html#comment-form' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/713930037979202030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/713930037979202030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/05/dying.html' title='dying'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-9114045586138479810</id><published>2010-04-26T04:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T00:45:44.739-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sahabat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>school :)</title><content type='html'>Now I have graduated from my high school. Happy? Yes, absolutely. But I am also feeling sad because it means that I have to be apart with my dearest friends. Not really apart actually, because we will always together as one. *like a song, isn't it?&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I will always miss high school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love this song, a song for my super friends. I heart you guys, super much :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ingatlah Hari ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kawan dengarlah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang akan aku katakan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tentang dirimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Setelah selama ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ternyata kepalamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Akan selalu botak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eh, Kamu kaya gorila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cobalah kamu ngaca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Itu bibir balapan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dari pada gigi lu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kayak kelinci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang ini udah gendut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Suka marah-marah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kau cacing kepanasan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tapi ku tak perduli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kau selalu di hati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kamu sangat berarti&lt;br /&gt;Istimewa di hati&lt;br /&gt;Selamanya rasa ini&lt;br /&gt;Jika tua nanti&lt;br /&gt;Kita t'lah hidup masing-masing&lt;br /&gt;Ingatlah hari ini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ketika kesepian menyerang diriku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gak enak badan resah tak menentu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ku tahu satu cara sembuhkan diriku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ingat teman-temanku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;this post is dedicated to my friends, all of them who graduates from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;SMA 2 Surabaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this year :)&lt;br /&gt;thanks for my super super day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S9aTISa1ZLI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/uICM9tK1R9U/s400/yu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464716968453301426" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;few of my super friends :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;cheer ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;atika ilman :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-9114045586138479810?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/9114045586138479810/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/04/school.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/9114045586138479810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/9114045586138479810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/04/school.html' title='school :)'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S9aTISa1ZLI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/uICM9tK1R9U/s72-c/yu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-6685710658428771796</id><published>2010-04-25T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T01:25:13.080-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>another vacation :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;Last week I got tired by refreshing things. I should to be happy anyway, but I was not that happy. Ok, I was , but not that much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;I don’t know why I feel so angry to someone recently. I know this is not his fault at all. The one who can be blamed on is me. And start from now on, I thnk I will never disturb him with my things. Like sharing or something. I will NOT. That is what I can declare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;And about my vacation. I went to Batu Night Spectacular Jatim Park (for many times), Taman Safari (for many times too) then I continued the adventure to Bali. Just a day. Went to Dreamland, ate seafood at Jimbaran and looked for prom dress at Kuta Square. I didn’t take any picture you know. Because I was half heart. You know, I actually wanted to do out with my besties but becaus of this trip I had to postpone it. But it’s okay. I had some fun though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;And that’s all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;cheer ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;atika ilman :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-6685710658428771796?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/6685710658428771796/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-vacation.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6685710658428771796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6685710658428771796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-vacation.html' title='another vacation :)'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-762772546644420601</id><published>2010-04-20T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T12:05:26.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sahabat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>memoirs :)</title><content type='html'>Sebentar lagi saya lulus SMA. Senang sih, bahagia juga. Tapi ada rasa sedih juga ninggalin masa masa yang luar biasa, juga orang orang yang luar biasa yang ada di dalamnya. Dan satu lagi, menambah beban dan tanggung jawab juga karena akhirnya setelah ini saya akan melaksanakan proses hidup di jenjang yg lebih lebih lebih deh daripada sebelumnya.&lt;p&gt;Padahal kalo dipikir-pikir baru kemarin rasanya saya ribut cari SMA, ikut MOS alias Masa Orientasi Siswa yang serem, kenalan sama temen-temen baru dari sekolah asal yg berbeda, ketemu sahabat-sahabat yang luar biasa, ketemu cinta monyet yang acak-acakan. Tapi sekarang, udah hampir di ujung. Benar-benar mengingatkan saya bahwa hidup itu sangat amat singkat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baru kemarin rasanya ngeluh bareng sama temen-temen gara-gara tugas yang seabrek dan seakan nggak ada habisnya. Baru kemarin rasanya merasa menderita akibat UHT (Ulangan Harian Terkoordinir) yang menguras tenaga dan pikiran. Baru kemarin makan bekal sama-sama waktu istirahat. Baru kemarin rasanya ikut upacara bendera. Ahhh , manusiawi sekali ya. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Benar kata orang , kamu akan merasa bahwa yang kamu miliki adalah sesuatu yang berharga saat kamu kehilangannya. Dan saya juga baru menyadarinya :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Semoga dengan pengalaman luar biasa saya di &lt;strong&gt;SMA NEGERI 2 SURABAYA&lt;/strong&gt; saya dapat menjalani hidup saya ke depannya dengan lebih baik, lebih bijaksana. Dan semoga saya, juga kita, bisa memperbaiki kesalahan-kesalahan dan menyempurnakan tingkah laku kita.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sudah malam, atau saya harus bilang ini sebagai sudah pagi ? Ahahahaha . Ya sudahlah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S835PRWJLxI/AAAAAAAAAHI/1y1oZJKKcW4/s320/DSC_0466.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462295963819912978" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And thanks to all my friends for these very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'AWESOME'&lt;br /&gt;years. You know guys, you made my life&lt;br /&gt;richer as you came in -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cheer,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;atika ilman :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-762772546644420601?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/762772546644420601/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/04/memoirs.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/762772546644420601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/762772546644420601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/04/memoirs.html' title='memoirs :)'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S835PRWJLxI/AAAAAAAAAHI/1y1oZJKKcW4/s72-c/DSC_0466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-4806040832376544566</id><published>2010-04-20T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T11:33:56.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamu'/><title type='text'>a very early morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Now it's 1.23 in the morning and I have a promise to someone to wake him up because he wants to see football match , but I think he must have a very good sleep. I don't know what I should do to make him at least  wake up, but even if I do everything, I think I will be failed :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's okay, at least I have tried :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cheer ,&lt;br /&gt;atika ilman :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-4806040832376544566?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/4806040832376544566/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/04/very-earlier-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/4806040832376544566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/4806040832376544566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/04/very-earlier-morning.html' title='a very early morning'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-4804194820352239436</id><published>2010-04-16T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T04:19:44.506-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sahabat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>today is an another good day :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I heart my friends so much :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes, even I felt something like I wasn't sure about them or what, I really do feel that they will always be there for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS : I can't post the photos yet because I don't have any. I mean I forgot to bring my cam so that I couldn't take our photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cheer ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;atika ilman :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-4804194820352239436?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/4804194820352239436/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-is-another-good-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/4804194820352239436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/4804194820352239436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-is-another-good-day.html' title='today is an another good day :)'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-8556941127659274547</id><published>2010-04-15T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T07:15:39.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>my fingers :)</title><content type='html'>I tried to paint on my fingers. But I could just do the left hand. And I really can't stop thinking about my class's photo session for the album of memories tomorrow. And today is my last day at school :)&lt;p&gt;And guess what ? I don't care about people think about my style , because , geez , they may not even try to mixing and matching clothes. Even my mix and match result is not good, but at least i try. And I'll post the thing by tomorrow :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See you . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S8cfJ5zDweI/AAAAAAAAAHA/1bT4QE5uSrw/s320/150410-2059.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460367328204276194" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;cheer ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;atika ilman &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-8556941127659274547?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/8556941127659274547/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-fingers.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/8556941127659274547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/8556941127659274547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-fingers.html' title='my fingers :)'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S8cfJ5zDweI/AAAAAAAAAHA/1bT4QE5uSrw/s72-c/150410-2059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-2545655217652248062</id><published>2010-04-14T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T02:11:53.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>another story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I know that I suppose to do the best thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And it is letting you go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;can I say cheer ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cheer =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-2545655217652248062?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/2545655217652248062/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2545655217652248062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2545655217652248062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-story.html' title='another story'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-5790444673829270563</id><published>2010-02-12T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T05:32:16.170-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>how does it feel when you are proposed</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;These days recently I always think about this stuff. Ok, since I am just 17, it looks so impossible of being proposed. There's nothing actually. I know it. Let say this as RARE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My friends laughed at me when I told them about this, my wonderful will. But, so what. One day they will realize that what they have just laughed about will be the one they're thinking of. I don't care about this anyway. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To know how it feels is much bothering me. I wanna know. Anyone know how does it feel? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-5790444673829270563?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/5790444673829270563/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-does-it-feel-when-you-are-proposed.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5790444673829270563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5790444673829270563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-does-it-feel-when-you-are-proposed.html' title='how does it feel when you are proposed'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-3261592281144230389</id><published>2010-02-09T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T05:36:06.062-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masyarakat dan lingkungan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pendidikan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>nervousness</title><content type='html'>Actually I wanna , at least, post something important , but sadly , I don't know what something important that should be written is. It's because my brain is full with examination's stuff. Guess what? I hate that I have to realize that National Exam will be held in about 40 days later.&lt;p&gt;I always get my room full with these kind of books. Yes, I have science as my specialization. So those are my 'friends'. Those kind of books. Biology, Physic, Chemistry, Mathematic. Pretty effective to make my life ,uh, depraved. Ok , I am lying. It's not that bad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talking about National Examination, I feel so nervous about that. But my friends say,"It will be okay." And I force my self to think as they do. Just four days. But why it looks so long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S3EwbFtebPI/AAAAAAAAAG4/l1rZtEsNFNw/s320/09022010382.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436179467160415474" /&gt;these are just 1/10 of my those kind of books&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheer, &lt;br /&gt;tika &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-3261592281144230389?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/3261592281144230389/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/02/nervousness.html#comment-form' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/3261592281144230389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/3261592281144230389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/02/nervousness.html' title='nervousness'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S3EwbFtebPI/AAAAAAAAAG4/l1rZtEsNFNw/s72-c/09022010382.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-7803056964320035107</id><published>2010-02-08T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T06:16:57.271-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>heart</title><content type='html'>Hey Dear,&lt;br /&gt;Remember me ? Hope you do, but if you don't, it doesn't matter. &lt;br /&gt;I just miss you. I don't know why, and I will never know why.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S3AcsF56LVI/AAAAAAAAAGw/3yyjqZtVa2o/s400/love1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435876294061075794" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-7803056964320035107?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/7803056964320035107/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/02/heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/7803056964320035107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/7803056964320035107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/02/heart.html' title='heart'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S3AcsF56LVI/AAAAAAAAAGw/3yyjqZtVa2o/s72-c/love1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-2775790781750444972</id><published>2010-02-07T03:55:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T04:01:25.185-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>i got my :</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have made my formspring and tumbr =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;check this out : &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/atikailman"&gt;www.formspring.me/atikailman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://atikailman.tumblr.com"&gt;atikailman.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You can also ask me question by widget on the left top of this blog -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-2775790781750444972?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/2775790781750444972/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-got-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2775790781750444972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2775790781750444972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-got-my.html' title='i got my :'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-5435709573788100000</id><published>2010-02-03T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T05:31:44.212-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>shut up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I am damnly so upset&lt;/span&gt;. Because of me, myself. Shut up. My report's score doesn't comply the request. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I wanna cry&lt;/span&gt;. It's hard to be accepted anyway, remembering that I really need to apply to that university. Shut up !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I wanna cry hard&lt;/span&gt;. Right now!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it's hard to say cheer anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I do snob ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-5435709573788100000?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/5435709573788100000/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/02/shut-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5435709573788100000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5435709573788100000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/02/shut-up.html' title='shut up'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-1303377918987964670</id><published>2010-01-29T03:36:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T04:11:49.905-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>fu**ation</title><content type='html'>This holiday is a nightmare, eh ? I go nothing interesting even I went around almost in 4 or 5 cities. Boring. I followed my daddy. It was cool actually. But it was just boring. But it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;I ate and ate and ate all the way. I could say it a culinary journey. Let me tell you what I ate in about two or three days =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;First, I ate a very yummy seafood in -near bridge- Bojonegoro. I used to live there for about 2 years maybe. And I heard that my favorite ex-driver , Mr. Naban has passed away. He is good man even he has two wifes. I ate crab a lot. It's delicious because it tasted soooo spicy amazingly and had a very good smell. And I tried the squid and the shrimp. My goodness, they are so delicious. I can taste it in my mouth while I write this anyway =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, I tried a Padang Cuisine in Ngawi. I think it would be spicy enough but no. It's so sweet. And I don't like it. I don't wanna talk about that weird Padang Cuisine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went to Sarangan Lake. I thought I would have a good sightseeing because I thought that the scenery was awesome. But no. It's just so -let me say this- plain. Nothing there. Just a lake, water, horse and people. I should say that I am disappointed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My favorite part is the time we ate meetball -bakso- in Mojokerto. Near the station. It's so damnly delicious. You should try it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all . And guess what? My mom bought the cap jay's ingredients in Magetan. Just for the ingredients and we had to go to the Magetan first. Oh mom, c'mon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S2LOKMj9tQI/AAAAAAAAAGo/eq9lv6kaX04/s400/DSC_0512.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432130775128323330" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cheer,&lt;br /&gt;tika =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-1303377918987964670?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/1303377918987964670/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/fuation.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/1303377918987964670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/1303377918987964670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/fuation.html' title='fu**ation'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S2LOKMj9tQI/AAAAAAAAAGo/eq9lv6kaX04/s72-c/DSC_0512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-6023291801409658324</id><published>2010-01-26T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T09:19:35.256-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>need a help</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;another insomniac -&lt;br /&gt;it's been almost a month .&lt;br /&gt;is there anyone out there could help me ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cheer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tika =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-6023291801409658324?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/6023291801409658324/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/need-help.html#comment-form' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6023291801409658324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6023291801409658324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/need-help.html' title='need a help'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-5854799553260281</id><published>2010-01-26T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T07:10:43.681-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>my Holy-day =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ok, I don't go to Bali as I have planned with my mom , because my dearest dad had a meeting in Surabaya. It's okay, cause we still plan to go to Ngawi. Even I don't know what we will do there. Now, I am trying to search out what I can do there. It's a small city in East Java. Huh, shut up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I plan to have a photo session, but remembering that my brother is in camp so that there is no an at least expert photographer to take my pictures, so I ask my mom to do that. It's a pleasure. May be. Oh yea, the thing that my brother is in camp is one of thousand reasons why I don't go to Bali.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I'll put my pictures here after I get home. I'll be there about two days. Looking for the treasure in the 'jungle' .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheer,&lt;br /&gt;tika =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-5854799553260281?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/5854799553260281/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-holy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5854799553260281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5854799553260281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-holy-day.html' title='my Holy-day =)'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-6835382059096013108</id><published>2010-01-25T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T06:42:28.992-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='re-post'/><title type='text'>Peluk - Dewi Lestari --</title><content type='html'>RULES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 15 friends.&lt;br /&gt;5. Everyone tagged has to do the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;6. Have Fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;================================================================&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;01) SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Bunda - Melly Goeslow . yes , i don't know why it is so fit this question .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02) HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?&lt;br /&gt;One Day in Your Life - MJ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03) WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;Black or White - MJ . Oh man , it's absolutely not true . zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04) HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;Lemon Tree - Fool's Garden . Yes . I'm sitting here in the boring room --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05) WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;Hilang Ingatan - Rocket Rockers . Shit , if I just wanna be amnesia , I don't have to live this life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06) WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;I'am Yours - Jason Mraz . Yes , that ia what I wanna say to my future husband . my motto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07) WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Always Be My Baby - recycle by David Cook . Haha , everybody want me to be their beloved Baby .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08) WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Bye-Bye -Mariah Carey . What ?!?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09) WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Dry Your Eyes - The Street . Yes , I think about this recently .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) WHAT IS 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt;Disguise - Lene Marlin . What so ever .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;The Day You Went Away - M2M . No , I always have them beside me when my world goes both up and down .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;First Love - Nikka Costa . Yes , I always have my first love everytime to different person actually .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;Bukan Cinta Biasa - Afgan . That should be what I want to have --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Don't Cha - Pussycat Doll's . Yes =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;Hot And Cold - Katty Perry . A very big NO . I don't wanna see my guests are dancing like a cheerleader at my wedding .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) WHAT SONG WILL PLAYED AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;DOn't Stop Till You Get Enough - MJ . Oh NO ! It should be The Finish Line by Snaw Patrol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;Crush - David Archuleta . Hueaeae . It's like that I am soo . . .  eh, you named it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?&lt;br /&gt;Give Thanks to Allah . No , I'd like to say that I am so grateful to Allah because I have my beautiful life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;LOVE - Peppi Kamadhatu's version . Yes , sorry . I can't tell you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Terbang - Vierra . Yes , I wanna fly so high till I can touch the sky .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;Kiss Me - New Found Glory . Oh man .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;Peluk - Dewi Lestari . Yes , finally I got the last question . haha&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/2056547703326427750-6835382059096013108?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/6835382059096013108/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/peluk-dewi-lestari.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6835382059096013108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6835382059096013108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/peluk-dewi-lestari.html' title='Peluk - Dewi Lestari --'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-761866449064235837</id><published>2010-01-25T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T04:10:43.949-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>about knowing =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ada hal yang kamu nggak tahu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;nggak akan pernah tahu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;juga lebih baik nggak tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheer ,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;tika =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-761866449064235837?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/761866449064235837/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/about-knowing.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/761866449064235837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/761866449064235837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/about-knowing.html' title='about knowing =)'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-8768862567067213588</id><published>2010-01-23T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T19:18:10.085-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sahabat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>foto =)</title><content type='html'>these are few of my picts that being taken after examination . refreshing things =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1u4s3N-GUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/3Cu7tpTIbMA/s400/13012010344.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430136856601565506" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;in the finish line =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1u5cVp8z4I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/57vWkgpGHWk/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430137672225836930" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yes , we are F.R.I.E.N.D.S !! can you spell it right away ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1u6Eakct-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/kCOyEFKU0Ss/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430138360739706850" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;LOOK!! - WHAT?? - THAT!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1u6t2wcdNI/AAAAAAAAAGg/5OvgIGxcjeI/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430139072680850642" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;more picture actually , but feel so lazy to upload it . so those are enough =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-8768862567067213588?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/8768862567067213588/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-2104599936096131875</id><published>2010-01-23T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T05:39:12.965-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puisi'/><title type='text'>biarin : karya Yudisthira Anm Massardi</title><content type='html'>kamu bilang hidup ini brengsek. Aku bilang biarin&lt;br /&gt;kamu bilang hidup ini nggak punya arti. Aku bilang biarin&lt;br /&gt;kamu bilang aku nggak punya kepribadian. Aku bilang biarin&lt;br /&gt;kamu bilang aku nggak punya pengertian. Aku bilang biarin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;habisnya, terus terang saia, aku nggak percaya sama kamu&lt;br /&gt;Tak usah marah. Aku tahu kamu orangnya sederhana&lt;br /&gt;cuman, karena kamu merasa asing saja makanya&lt;br /&gt;kamu selalu bilang seperti itu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamu bilang aku bajingan. Aku bilang biarin&lt;br /&gt;kamu bilang aku perampok. Aku bilang biarin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soalnya, kalau aku nggak jadi bajingan mau jadi apa coba, lonte?&lt;br /&gt;aku laki-laki. Kalau kamu nggak suka kepadaku sebab itu&lt;br /&gt;aku rampok hati kamu. Tokh nggak ada yang nggak perampok di dunia&lt;br /&gt;ini. lya nggak? Kalau nggak percaya tanya saja sama polisi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;habisnya, kalau nggak kubilang begitu mau apa coba&lt;br /&gt;bunuh diri? Itu lebih brengsek daripada membiarkan hidup ini berjalan seperti kamu sadari sekarang ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamu bilang itu melelahkan. Aku bilang biarin&lt;br /&gt;kamu bilang itu menyakitkan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-2104599936096131875?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/2104599936096131875/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/biarin-karya-yudisthira-anm-massardi.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2104599936096131875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2104599936096131875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/biarin-karya-yudisthira-anm-massardi.html' title='biarin : karya Yudisthira Anm Massardi'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-8177650558928485265</id><published>2010-01-22T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T05:33:31.460-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>yes dear, you were just my enthralling past</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just wanna shut my mouth up actually. But I can't. I know, you were just a part of my beautiful past. And just will be there and will never be my future, even if I wish that I could be your future wife. But no. It's just a wish and God have decided what the best for both of us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey, you're look so okay, dear. I don't know exactly what I am thinking about you cause it's just too much. Cause I think about you all the way and definetely all day long. Because even if I just think about you once a day, but damnly I can't stop.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How is your life ? Is it good ? Or even getting worse? Do you still love the cold weather and hate the warm that I really love and we just did fight just because of that silly thing. And I was happy. How about your favorite band? Is it greater?  How about your mom? Is she okay? I am too long way from you for a very long time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I never believe that we are not really meant to be. Yes, I don't know why we just walk in our own ways and forget each other. You with your super life and me with my very super duper hyper life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, now let's go to face our future. And don't forget to tell me who your future wife is. I will show you my future husband too. Hahaha, then we will have a double date =). It sounds amazing,  doesn't it? Anyway, don't cheat on her. Promise me-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheer,&lt;br /&gt;tika =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-8177650558928485265?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/8177650558928485265/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/yes-dear-you-were-just-my-enthralling.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/8177650558928485265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yes . tomorrow is taking report's day =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cheer ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tika =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-2265025965444541586?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/2265025965444541586/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/besok-hari-pembantaian-sedunia.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>kalau mereka tahu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dan yang pasti saya tahu kalau mereka tahu tentang semua ini adalah mereka bakal marah . kecewa lah minimal punya anak kayak saya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saya cuma ingin menjadi orang yang sedikit berguna buat orang lain, tapi saya lalai. Saya salah karena cara saya salah. Karena itu akan membuat orang tua saya kecewa. Tapi ya mau gimana lagi. Udah terlanjur. Saya sadar saya salah. Saya malu. Saya menyesal. Sudah membuat orang disekitar saya menjadi seperti ini. saya nggak ngerti saya harus ngapain. Saya mau minta maaf, tapi saya takut. Takut kalau-kalau mereka nggak akan pernah maafin saya. Takut kalau ternyata salah saya segitu gedenya sampai orang tua saya sendiri pun nggak bisa maafin saya. Ya Tuhan, maaf.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saya takut, Tuhan. Saya takut. Saya capek. Saya tahu saya salah, tapi kok gini banget ya? Maaf Tuhan. Maaf. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-1363242725798177107?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/1363242725798177107/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/kalau-mereka-tahu.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/1363242725798177107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/1363242725798177107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/kalau-mereka-tahu.html' title='kalau mereka tahu'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-39588477291405543</id><published>2010-01-20T05:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T05:49:15.094-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>spell it : N I G H T M A R E</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;Yes , today is a nightmare. Yes, I mean my luckiness was going away to see someone else or something. Then I had this bad bad day. The one I know is I wasn’t that lucky today =’(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;I wanna cry honestly. I wanna shout out loud until people around the world can hear my uncomfortable life , today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;I hate this. I feel so wrong, definitely. I am afraid of my mom and dad, how if they both know? I swear, I can’t imagine that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;I have broken my own promise to my friend. I feel so guilty. Actually I don’t wanna lose him this soon. But it’s a promise. *snob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;Actually the most fearness I feel this time is my parents =(&lt;br /&gt;  I will do everything, EVERYTHING in my lifetime just to make them not angry to me. I am afraid of them. Yes, I am more afraid with God actually, but God Is Very Very Kind. God must know why i did, do and will do those things. But sometimes my parents don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;I make very stupid wish today. I wished, stupidly, to die earlier. But, I realise that I was soooooo stupid did that thing. I am so sorry. I didn’t mean it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;God, if You read this, please don’t let my parents know about this mistake. I am sooo afraid and I don’t wanna cry in front of them. These tears are the one that I don’t wanna them to see. Please =’( And because actually I am afraid. Very afraid =’(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;I am wrong. I know it. I am sorry =’(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;I wish I have better better day tomorrow and forever. I wish. I mean I don’t want to have a very bad day like today. I don’t wanna. I am sorry =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;I just don’t want my parents know. I don’t want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-39588477291405543?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/39588477291405543/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/spell-it-n-i-g-h-t-m-r-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/39588477291405543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/39588477291405543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/spell-it-n-i-g-h-t-m-r-e.html' title='spell it : N I G H T M A R E'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-5669580722737186116</id><published>2010-01-16T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T22:21:54.970-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='re-post'/><title type='text'>for four =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FOUR NAMES THAT FRIENDS CALL YOU:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atika ; tika ; nta ; as they wanna call me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOUR MOST IMPORTANT DATES IN YOUR LIFE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;january 1st ; june 6th ; december 5th ; december 13rd  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOUR THINGS YOU'VE DONE IN THE LAST 30 MINUTES:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate ; slept ; went to the toilet ; drank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOUR WAYS TO BE HAPPY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a book to read ; a paper to write on ; a laptop and its connection ; my brother's SLR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FOUR PEOPLE YOU MISS FROM YOUR PAST:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;david ; my crew_ed best friends ; and those two boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FOUR GIFTS YOU WOULD LIKE TO RECEIVE :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;traveling voucher to UK ; new cellphone ; 170 stars in a glass ; hugs and kisses&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FOUR OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES (CURRENTLY):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking pictures ; writing stories ; watching movie ; hanging out with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR PLACES YOU WANT TO GO FOR VACATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;oxford ; venesia ; praha ; and love to live in London &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FOUR FAVORITE DRINKS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mineral water ; hot chocolate milk ; kiwi sorbet ; froyo with lecy as the topping &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FOUR THINGS ALWAYS FOUND IN YOUR BAG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wallet ; cellphone ; modem ; car contact &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR FAVORITE COLORS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white ; purple ; yellow ; green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TOP FOUR HANGOUTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G-walk ; Hallo Surabaya ; mall ; EF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOP FOUR U LOVE SO MUCH:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God ; Dad ; Mom ; Brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP FOUR ASIAN ACTORS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to spell it . --&gt; Kim Bum ; Aaron Yan ; that's all I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR "THINGS" SPECIAL TO YOU:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people ; EF's time ; rain ; rainbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FOUR FAVOURITE "UNUSUAL" SONGS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snow patrol - the finish line ; the street - dry your eyes, mate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FOUR EVENTS YOU WILL NEVER FORGET:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 17 birthday ; the first time I heard David has passed away ; all time with my 'true' friends ; and my lifetime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FOUR THINGS YOU OFTEN DID WHEN YOU WERE A KID:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing special. Just like others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TOP FOUR WHO YOU WANT TO ANSWER THIS SURVEY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lufi ; and you =) ; you ; you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP FOUR REASONS WHY YOU ANSWERED THIS SURVEY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holiday ; wasting time ; stay home ; boredom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-5669580722737186116?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/5669580722737186116/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-four.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5669580722737186116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5669580722737186116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-four.html' title='for four =)'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-8322344504306522280</id><published>2010-01-16T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T17:39:07.684-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>snow patrol - the finish line</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"The Finish Line"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;        &lt;em&gt;by : Snow Patrol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The earth is warm next to my ear&lt;br /&gt;Insect noise is all that I hear&lt;br /&gt;A magic trick makes the world disappear&lt;br /&gt;The skies are dark, they're dark but they're clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A distant motorcade and suddenly there's joy&lt;br /&gt;The snow and ticker tape blurs all my senses numb&lt;br /&gt;It's like the finish line where everything just ends&lt;br /&gt;The crack of radios seems close enough to touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold water, cleaning my wounds&lt;br /&gt;A sad parade, with a single balloon&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with this, I'm counting to ten&lt;br /&gt;Bluest seas, running to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am watching everything from space&lt;br /&gt;And in a minute I'll hear my name and I'll wake&lt;br /&gt;I think the finish line's a good place we could start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take a deep breath, take in all that you could want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;they used this song in david's burial =)&lt;br /&gt;you can download this song &lt;a href="http://search.4shared.com/network/search.jsp?searchmode=2&amp;amp;searchName=the+finish+line"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheer ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tika =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-8322344504306522280?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/8322344504306522280/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-patrol-finish-line.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/8322344504306522280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/8322344504306522280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-patrol-finish-line.html' title='snow patrol - the finish line'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-8897609831668887412</id><published>2010-01-15T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:31:41.493-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sahabat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hasil meditasi'/><title type='text'>my postponed 2010's resolutions =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It could be really weird and really late. But it's okay. I mean, it is better late than never, isn't it ?&lt;br /&gt;So these are my resolutions =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1FqiqkagHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/d-QdiiZgW4o/s400/Green_Grass_Blue_Sky_Bliss.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427236169733275762" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is clear enough, isn't it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wish those will come true .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheer,&lt;br /&gt;tika =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-8897609831668887412?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/8897609831668887412/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-postponed-2010s-resolutions.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/8897609831668887412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/8897609831668887412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-postponed-2010s-resolutions.html' title='my postponed 2010&apos;s resolutions =)'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1FqiqkagHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/d-QdiiZgW4o/s72-c/Green_Grass_Blue_Sky_Bliss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-2742893896542322912</id><published>2010-01-03T02:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T02:45:06.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;will be posted as soon as possible . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm just kind of confuse . This is 2010 and I haven't made my resolutions yet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-2742893896542322912?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/2742893896542322912/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-resolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2742893896542322912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2742893896542322912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-resolution.html' title='2010 resolution'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-4173145503317395619</id><published>2010-01-03T00:54:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T02:03:17.818-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orang penting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sahabat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>first post in 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'd like to tell you about what i did in new year's eve and the first day in 2010 . hm . I have to confess that it's hard for me to decide what i have to say about what my new year was  going on wether is good or rather bad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was so sleepy when i waited for countdown to 2010 and so i decided to send my new year's messages sooner. Then I just slept after that. And I woke up very very late because i thought that day was a holiday and I had a lazy time so I didn't leave the bed. Then my cellphone which was beside me that time was ringing. And I found that was my auntie who called me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me [M] : 'Yeaa ?'&lt;br /&gt;My Auntie [MA] : 'Have you heard the news?' [I heard she made snob's sound]&lt;br /&gt;M : 'What? I have heard nothing.'&lt;br /&gt;MA : 'Mas Anton has passed away . . .'[then i heard she cried hard. And I just gave my cellphone to my Mom.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was so shocked. I couldn't think clearly. I mean I had thought that I would have time to write about my resolutions in my blog but I couldn't do that easy because I realized that I had to go to my auntie's house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mas Anton is my cousin. He is so nice and eh, I could say that he did care to everyone especially his mom. I just can't imagine that he had to die because of drowning in the sea. I don't know and I don't have any idea about what I have to say about his tragic and soon death. I just can say that you are a very good person, Mas. To be your cousin is a pleasure =')&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I didn't cry, I had no stock of tears that time. So I just stood quitely and thought the time that we have through together. In my childhood, he was my favorite cousin. OK, I don't wanna cry because of this. It just makes Mas cries up there, and I don't want it to be. And I don't wanna break my promise to my friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My uncle said that Mas Anton's dead body looked ok when it came. And personally, I didn't believe that before I have seen it myself. What do you expect more from a dead body cause of drowning, with a very big bottom line , in the sea ? But it's true. He looked OK =') [OK, I saw it with both my eyes]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so that was my first day in 2010. I was so sad actually , but I have to move on !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-4173145503317395619?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/4173145503317395619/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-post-in-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/4173145503317395619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/4173145503317395619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-post-in-2010.html' title='first post in 2010'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-2234339544984706236</id><published>2009-12-30T18:41:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T19:29:18.744-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sahabat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>new year's eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow is the first day in 2010 and means that today is the last day of 2009. Quite hard to believe that time gone so fast. I still remember about resolutions that I made for 2009 and now I have to make my 2010 resolutions. But, I can't write it now because I wanna post it tonight. If I don't have any shopping time remembering that there are sooo many sale in new year's eve. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this is my little silly stories in 2009 =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was damnly happy in my first day in 2009. I got message from him. Very short message that told that I had to wake up even I had just sleep for about 3 hours or something. But it was ok. But everyday was going unpredictable . And that weird relationship ended even it had not started yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I heart those other valuable memories in 2009. Actually a very great one remembering that I had my age turned into 17 in this year =) [it means party a lot, even it wasn't that much]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And feel how hard is to be the last grade's student. and it will be continuing till March 2010 or National [Great] Examination, and the University Test in July 2010.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And so on , and so on . Because I have bunch of stories but I have limited energy to write it down =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thanks for this blessed year, God. =)&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-2234339544984706236?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/2234339544984706236/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-years-eve.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2234339544984706236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2234339544984706236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-years-eve.html' title='new year&apos;s eve'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-6125981588019401336</id><published>2009-12-30T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T06:12:31.249-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masyarakat dan lingkungan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orang penting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hasil meditasi'/><title type='text'>Gus Dur has passed away and Indonesia cries for loosing its best citizen =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/Szted01y-sI/AAAAAAAAAE0/BhC3teC1K4c/s1600-h/gusdur1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/Szted01y-sI/AAAAAAAAAE0/BhC3teC1K4c/s320/gusdur1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421030442964024002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i got the picture from  &lt;a href="http:// ananewbie.wordpress.com/.../"&gt;ananewbie.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was very surprised about this news. I have just been home when I read the news in my friend's status in facebook. Hard to believe, honestly. Cause even I didn't recognize him well, because he was a president and i am just an ordinary citizen, I am his big fans. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like to watch the news about him even I don't like watch breaking news or something very much . I like him because of his charisma and the way he faced the world. he looks like father, like friends, like teacher, and he is great. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;when i read this post i heard what Hassim Muzadi said about Gus Dur in TV One about 20.41 WIB . I am kind of  shy. Gus Dur never complaining. Very different with myself who always moaning all the time. That's why, I wanna try what he did. never complaining.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He is my favorite Indonesian President&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Because I had a month holiday when Ramadhan came. And he looks so wise in his outfits. All of it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He was fun. He had a very wonderful thoughts tht everyone will always remember even they have been in the other side before. He is amazingly amazing =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and Indonesia is very lucky cause Gus Dur was part of it. And I am lucky because he was my country's President =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Innalillahi Wa'innaillaihi raji'un =')&lt;br /&gt;He is a very nice person =)Don't cry, but pray for his best !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-6125981588019401336?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/6125981588019401336/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/12/gus-dur-has-passed-away-and-indonesia.html#comment-form' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6125981588019401336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6125981588019401336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/12/gus-dur-has-passed-away-and-indonesia.html' title='Gus Dur has passed away and Indonesia cries for loosing its best citizen =)'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/Szted01y-sI/AAAAAAAAAE0/BhC3teC1K4c/s72-c/gusdur1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-6747667969202162094</id><published>2009-12-27T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T04:12:59.376-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resensi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Pi Li MIT (Mysterious Incredible Terminator) : The Clue Collector</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SznyAFZ5RgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/UUfgcmnqSa4/s1600-h/plmit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SznyAFZ5RgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/UUfgcmnqSa4/s320/plmit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420629709781812738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;starring :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gui Gui as Li Xiao Xing or well known as Tian Mo Xing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aaron Yan as Zhan Shi De or well known as 007&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lu Ting Wei as  Qian Fu Hao or well known as 187&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Huang Hong Sheng as Huang Hui Hong or well known as 747&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christine Fan as Tao Mei Ren or well known as Cherry Lao Tse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tian Li as Lu Qi Ya or well known as Angel Lao Tse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zhang Shan Jie as Lu Ke Ying&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is a story about a group of detective who try to protect Sheng Ying School . This school is being arranged by Lu Qi Ya even she isn't the headmaster . Cherry who is headmaster's daughter , tried to make the new MIT like what she had followed when she was a student . Cherry decided to recruit 007 , 187 , 747 and Tian Mo Xing to join the MIT . Then they all started to protect the school . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I very heart it soo much because Aaron Yan and Gui Gui are so damnly matching. They both fit each other. And of course the story isn't easy to be guessed. Yeaa , it is a detective things. Must be hard to understand .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Try to watch this !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-6747667969202162094?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/6747667969202162094/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/12/pi-li-mit-mysterious-incredible.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6747667969202162094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6747667969202162094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EF friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sahabat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hasil meditasi'/><title type='text'>lufi's beautiful poem for special teacher =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;- David Williams, 31 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you said you will go to Alor next holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but you've passed away before you will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you promised us to pass this level&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but you've gone before we pass it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you wanted us to make an-interesting writing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but you've gone before we do it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you used to talk about Robert Patheticson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but now we never hear it anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you've just talked about your dream house last meeting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but now you rest in heaven, everybody's dream house.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;RestInPeace : december 13th 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;we'll always be missing you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-7361005655975735435?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/7361005655975735435/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/12/lufis-beautiful-poem-for-special.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/7361005655975735435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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David sang this song for us. I think he meant it. Yeaa . Very meant it =) He wants to see us stop crying =)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dry Your Eyes =')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In one single moment your whole life can turn 'round&lt;br /&gt;I stand there for a minute starin' straight into the ground&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' to the left slightly, then lookin' back down&lt;br /&gt;World feels like it's caved in – proper sorry frown&lt;br /&gt;Please let me show you where we could only just be, for us&lt;br /&gt;I can change and I can grow or we could adjust&lt;br /&gt;The wicked thing about us is we always have trust&lt;br /&gt;We can even have an open relationship, if you must&lt;br /&gt;I look at her she stares almost straight back at me&lt;br /&gt;But her eyes glaze over like she's lookin' straight through me&lt;br /&gt;Then her eyes must have closed for what seems an eternity&lt;br /&gt;When they open up she's lookin' down at her feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dry your eyes mate&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up&lt;br /&gt;There's plenty more fish in the sea&lt;br /&gt;Dry your eyes mate&lt;br /&gt;I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts&lt;br /&gt;But you've got to walk away now&lt;br /&gt;It's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I move my hand up from down by my side&lt;br /&gt;It's shakin', my life is crashin' before my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Turn the palm of my hand up to face the skies&lt;br /&gt;Touch the bottom of her chin and let out a sigh&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't imagine my life without you and me&lt;br /&gt;There's things I can't imagine doin', things I can't imagine seein'&lt;br /&gt;It weren't supposed to be easy, surely&lt;br /&gt;Please, please, I beg you please&lt;br /&gt;She brings her hands up towards where my hands rested&lt;br /&gt;She wraps her fingers round mine with the softness she's blessed with&lt;br /&gt;She peels away my fingers, looks at me and then gestures&lt;br /&gt;By pushin' my hand away to my chest, from hers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dry your eyes mate&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up&lt;br /&gt;There's plenty more fish in the sea&lt;br /&gt;Dry your eyes mate&lt;br /&gt;I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts&lt;br /&gt;But you've got to walk away now&lt;br /&gt;It’s over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm just standin' there, I can't say a word&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everythin's just gone&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothin'&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely nothin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' to pull her close out of bare desperation&lt;br /&gt;Put my arms around her tryin' to change what she's sayin'&lt;br /&gt;Pull my head level with hers so she might engage in&lt;br /&gt;Look into her eyes to make her listen again&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna fuckin', just fuckin' leave it all now&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you said it'd be forever and that was your vow&lt;br /&gt;And you're gonna let our things simply crash and fall down&lt;br /&gt;You're well out of order now, this is well out of town&lt;br /&gt;She pulls away, my arms are tightly clamped round her waist&lt;br /&gt;Gently pushes me back and she looks at me straight&lt;br /&gt;Turns around so she's now got her back to my face&lt;br /&gt;Takes one step forward, looks back, and then walks away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dry your eyes mate&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up&lt;br /&gt;There's plenty more fish in the sea&lt;br /&gt;Dry your eyes mate&lt;br /&gt;I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts&lt;br /&gt;But you've got to walk away now&lt;br /&gt;It's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know in the past I've found it hard to say&lt;br /&gt;Tellin' you things, but not tellin' straight&lt;br /&gt;But the more I pull on your hand and say&lt;br /&gt;The more you pull away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dry your eyes mate&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up&lt;br /&gt;There's plenty more fish in the sea&lt;br /&gt;Dry your eyes mate&lt;br /&gt;I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts&lt;br /&gt;But you’ve got to walk away now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ayo lah guys , he doesn't want to see us crying =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dedicated to , david kingsley williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SyzQH2ZXiFI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NhY2maFn048/s320/DSC06274+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416933285099440210" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-1462975413789405007?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/1462975413789405007/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/12/david-sang-this-song-for-us-dry-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/1462975413789405007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/1462975413789405007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/12/david-sang-this-song-for-us-dry-your.html' title='david sang this song for us : dry your eyes , mates'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SyzQH2ZXiFI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NhY2maFn048/s72-c/DSC06274+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-5499116433335248632</id><published>2009-12-14T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T05:58:23.559-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EF friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sahabat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>condolence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ketika hari minggu terlewat dan hari senin datang , aku selalu berharap untuk segera hari selasa dan kamis . kenapa ? karena saya bakalan les di sebuah tempat kursus bahasa inggris . English First . &lt;em&gt;or also known with &lt;/em&gt;EF . &lt;em&gt;what i love about EF is I can be very happy to go there and happier when the class has started . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;untuk level 13 , saya masih satu kelas dengan teman-teman saya yg sudah kayak saudara sendiri , namanya lufi , rully , jojo , dani , naufal , hani , riry , melon dan bu dian (&lt;em&gt;guys , your names mentioned here --) &lt;/em&gt;. dan yang membuat saya lebih betah lagi adalah &lt;em&gt;teacher &lt;/em&gt;kita yang baru yang akan menemani kita selama , ehm , 3 bulan ke depan adalah &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;DAVID KINGSLEY WILLIAMS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. haha . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;david tampan . sangat tampan . kalo hani bilang sih , david was hot . haha . aku setuju deh . meski aku lebih suka daniel , tapi aku gg bisa pungkiri bahwa dia jauh lebih tampan =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;saya selalu menunggu datangnya hari selasa dan kamis ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;karena saya bisa tertawa sepuasnya . main bersama orang-orang yang luar biasa . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;saya selalu menunggu datangnya hari selasa dan kamis ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;karena pada hari itu ada seorang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;who used to ask 'how was your day?' and the class would answer a very long 'FFIINNEEEE' .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;saya selalu menunggu datangnya hari selasa dan kamis .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;selalu .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tapi , saya tidak tahu lagi . saya bingung . seperti yang ada dalam posting.an saya sebelumnya , guru saya tercinta sudah tiada . =')&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;saya yakin bahwa semua tak akan sama . kita masih punya rencana yang ditulis di papan saat pertemuan terakhir kita . yang mungkin nggak akan pernah terjadi . rencana menyenangkan yang membuat saya menangis saat menyadari bahwa itu tak akan terealisasi .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hari ini , saya dan 'saudara-saudara' saya , pergi ke EF Kayoon . membawa seikat mawar putih . dan sebuah foto juga sebuah puisi . kami meletakkannya di Front Office . di sana ada foto DAVID sedang senyum =) , gelas kesayangannya , sebuah lilin dan dua karangan bunga . dan semuanya memakai hitam . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;saya hanya gg menyangka bahwa pertemuan kemarin adalah pertemuan terakhir dengannya . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dan yang membuat saya lebih bingung lagi adalah , bagaimana dengan kelas kita besok ? &lt;br /&gt;saya berharap dia akan masuk kelas lagi dan mengajar kami . nonton video bareng lagi =') . dengerin lagu bareng lagi . ngejek robert patheticson lagi . dan ngomongin apapun yang pasti menyenangkan =') kalo sama dia .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;David , lagi packing ya sekarang ? kan mau liburan ke Pulau Alor ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SyZEE4x7OII/AAAAAAAAAEc/95o7drUNHcc/s320/13369_103831652968937_100000263089223_90906_522833_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415090452711553154" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-5499116433335248632?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/5499116433335248632/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/12/condolence.html#comment-form' title='4 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5499116433335248632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5499116433335248632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/12/condolence.html' title='condolence'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SyZEE4x7OII/AAAAAAAAAEc/95o7drUNHcc/s72-c/13369_103831652968937_100000263089223_90906_522833_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-6053686667090040285</id><published>2009-12-13T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T06:13:00.840-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sahabat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>about david williams --</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;he is one my best english teacher in the world .&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;he is so handsome till you can melt down when you look in to his deep eyes .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;he is so kind , a very kind person . he's never angry even our class is very noisy .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he loves traveling , having vacation , going to the beach and read our writing test there .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;he hates The Corrs , Robert Pattinson .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i remember the first time he taught in my class . i was happy that day . i had a handsome teacher to teach me . and hani , one of my friend , is best fans of him . ok , so do i . even i more like daniel . but , after day and day , i realized that we all had a very great day together . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i remember when hani was angry and very disappointed with us because we made fun of her about her feeling to david . david just smile . a very nice small smile . he ever asked us about our favorite singer or band , and he said that he hates The Corrs . he showed us video of Bee Gees and Oasis , i really remember it . clearly . very clearly .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when halloween day , he put his star in our picture . i love that moment  not only that moment . but every moment that we have done together . he hates Robert Pattinson . he said that Robert Pattinson is too masculin and that made lufi became angry . he ever told us about his neighbor who always disturbed him with sound of car horn . haha . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;he told us that he would be going on a trip on Christmas . to Alor island . he loves Raja Ampat , but he couldn't go there . he promised us to have  our short review after the holiday and would let us pass the level and go for the next level . he told us that he would move to Ethiopia on February . he let me entered the class even it was 20 minutes left .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we will miss you , david . every single things of your self .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dedicated for my best best teacher ever - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SyT0IA8NCSI/AAAAAAAAAEU/TKkzUWAKEhc/s320/10221_1108879215412_1629784203_308618_3537354_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414721070534822178" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-6053686667090040285?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/6053686667090040285/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/12/about-david-williams.html#comment-form' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6053686667090040285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6053686667090040285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/12/about-david-williams.html' title='about david williams --'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SyT0IA8NCSI/AAAAAAAAAEU/TKkzUWAKEhc/s72-c/10221_1108879215412_1629784203_308618_3537354_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-8472563783793879594</id><published>2009-12-13T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T01:52:02.947-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hasil meditasi'/><title type='text'>get a very near with the death --</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it was a very dark night i have ever known . it was very cold till you could feel that your bones would freeze and your life would be ended up - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i felt no pain . i just felt that i was flying . no heavy such hell things or another problem that often bother me . i didn't even care about what life that i would live in after dying stuff like that time . i didn't even remember about life that i had lived before . the only one i thought and really bothered me was him . but , when i felt such kind feeling of riding on roller coaster , i wake up and saw the same sky like i used to see .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i know clearly that it will never be a happy ending story . what else can i ask for better future with the one whom i loved if i have already known the truth that i just can live just for a very short time ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i never ever want to live him . never . but i think i will . even if it is not my will , but it is what GOD wants .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;then , if there will be tomorrow for me , i will let him know that i don't love him as that much , so he could leave me . and if one day i have to leave this world , he will never be sad . because i am nothing for him . i am no more =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think it is the only best way . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so that i can really rest in peace . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 107px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SyS4Kfl6q5I/AAAAAAAAAEE/W8k9rc6aJkE/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414655142424914834" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet 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href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/12/get-very-near-with-death.html' title='get a very near with the death --'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SyS4Kfl6q5I/AAAAAAAAAEE/W8k9rc6aJkE/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-2254654522878224343</id><published>2009-12-06T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T04:48:06.077-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masyarakat dan lingkungan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pendidikan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sahabat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hasil meditasi'/><title type='text'>UNAS 2010 -- SKL -- KISI-KISI</title><content type='html'>sebagai seorang siswi tahun ketiga di sebuah sekolah menengah atas , saya juga menjadi salah satu dari banyak orang yang merasa sangat tegang dengan semakin dekatnya saat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;UJIAN NASIONAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; . karena jujur saja , setelah 12 tahun kita sekolah , semuanya ditentukan pada saat tiga hari itu .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;berbagai macam kabar , baik kabar burung maupun kabar yang masih kabur (entah tertutup kabut atau sengaja ditutupi)  , benar-benar membuat cemas .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tapi sebagai siswa , yang tidak bisa berbuat banyak karena memang belum jadi apa-apa (karena suatu hari nanti , saya dan teman-teman saya akan menjadi SESEORANG yang disegani) . kita hanya bisa menurut pada orang itu (red. para pembuat keputusan), hehe . dan untuk kita harus siap untuk UJIAN , meski belum ada kepastian ada atau tidaknya . &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;untuk jaga-jaga , kamu bisa download kisi-kisinya di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sepenggal.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/lampiran-permen-75-program-ipa-un-2010.pdf"&gt;download kisi-kisi UNAS SMA IPA 2010 di sini&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;atau type aja KISI-KISI UNAS 2010 di google --&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ehm . semoga bisa membantu .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;masa depan kita di mulai dari sekarang ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tika --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SxunuCp_iMI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CPiVDXvai-8/s320/edit.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412103786644605122" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-2254654522878224343?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/2254654522878224343/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/12/unas-2010-skl-kisi-kisi.html#comment-form' title='6 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-6039101225933194810</id><published>2009-11-30T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T05:47:01.228-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hasil meditasi'/><title type='text'>bukan hidup kalo tidak menuntutmmu --</title><content type='html'>saya &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SELALU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; punya pertanyaan yang sama ketika pikiran saya kosong dan semua yang berkaitn dengan hidup saya tidak sesuai dengan kemauan dan kehendak saya . bahkan kadang saya merasa terganggu , risih dan frustasi terhadap hal-hal tersebut . pertanyaan itu adalah :&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;kenapa hidup ini selalu menuntut kita untuk melakukan hal-hal yang bahkan saya  nggak suka untuk melakukannya ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;jujur saja , awalnya saya muak dengan pertanyaan yang susah banget dapat jawabannya itu . ehm . tapi setelah menimbang dan bertanya kiri kanan - akhirnya saya dapat juga jawabannya . yah , meski harus disempurnakan di beberapa bagian , setidaknya saya sudah mulai berpikir --&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;menurut saya , ketika hidup tidak menuntut , itu namanya bukan hidup . karena pada dasarnya dalam diri kita sendiri ada kecenderungan untuk menuntut sesuatu yang lebih dari apa yang kita punya . bahkan terkadang kita juga menuntut seseorang untuk melakukan apa yang kita mau . dan begitu juga orang lain . ketika orang lain menuntut kita agar kita bertindak sesuai dengan keinginan mereka atau melakukan sesuatu yang mereka pikir seharusnya kita lakukan , kita kadang berpikir bahwa , yah begitulah hidup . selalu menuntut .&lt;br /&gt;dan akhirnya saya sadar , bahwa memang itulah -- &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HIDUP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; -- ketika di dunia ini kamu masih makhluk Tuhan - homo sapiens - kamu selalu hidup barsama-sama , membutuhkan orang lain . karena manusia adalah makhluk sosiial . sehingga , kadang untuk memenuhi kebutuhan hidup mereka , jasmani maupun rohani , mereka akan melakukan hal apapun , termasuk meminta bantuan terhadap orang lain --&lt;br /&gt;dan itulah yang membuat seolah-olah hidup menuntut banyak kepada kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PADAHAL ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;diri kita sendirilah yang menginginkan itu . dan ketika kita sudah mulai terbiasa dengan itu , lalu kemudian itu menghilang , kita perlahan akan merasa kehilangan dan menyesal --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;berpikir bahwa mengapa saya dulu selalu mengeluh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SxPMkpagtAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/gfBXmT-3Q-g/s320/2791388409_3f00c00392.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409892507366503426" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-6039101225933194810?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/6039101225933194810/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/11/bukan-hidup-kalo-tidak-menuntutmmu.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6039101225933194810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6039101225933194810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/11/bukan-hidup-kalo-tidak-menuntutmmu.html' title='bukan hidup kalo tidak menuntutmmu --'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SxPMkpagtAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/gfBXmT-3Q-g/s72-c/2791388409_3f00c00392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-537136659844822941</id><published>2009-11-20T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T23:29:32.589-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sahabat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>aku selalu berharap hal yang sama =)</title><content type='html'>ya Tuhan . ternyata sekarang benar-benar saatnya untuk pergi meninggalkan masa lalu itu tetap di belakang bukan mati-matian berbalik dan menariknya supaya bisa terulang kembali . dan aku hanya bisa sesekali menolehnya sambil tersenyum . juga mengambil pelajaran darinya . bukan menangisinya atau takut kepadanya . bukan melupakannya tapi menghormatinya .&lt;p&gt;dan harapan harapan ku tentangnya yang banyak itu harus menguap . dan terima kasih Tuhan , aku tak susah melakukannya . aku bukan yang dulu , yang ketika jatuh akan menangis . sekarang aku adalah aku yang ketika jatuh akan bangun .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;terima kasih , Tuhan . pertanda-Mu sangat jelas . dan kupikir , ehm , Kau memiliki rahasia luar biasa untuk &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;masa depanku yang dimulai dari sekarang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SweWS-uc1dI/AAAAAAAAADs/755g8HjGpGI/s320/beach-footprints2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406455130501207506" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;langkah pertama kadang tak terlalu mudah , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tapi langkah selanjutnya akan semakin mudah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-537136659844822941?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/537136659844822941/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/11/aku-selalu-berharap-hal-yang-sama.html#comment-form' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/537136659844822941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/537136659844822941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/11/aku-selalu-berharap-hal-yang-sama.html' title='aku selalu berharap hal yang sama =)'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SweWS-uc1dI/AAAAAAAAADs/755g8HjGpGI/s72-c/beach-footprints2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-3223496140961773691</id><published>2009-11-20T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T06:15:55.376-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resensi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sahabat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>is man happy after marriage ?</title><content type='html'>i have just watched a film . maybe about half hour ago . it's a good film . very good one . i get a bunch of  lessons from it . there is someone that really loves you , but you don't even realize it . there is someone who love you more than their selves anyway , no matter what , they just try to protect you . just to make sure that you are OK even they say nothing . there is someone who caring you , always beside but they are just suck .&lt;p&gt;this film was :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;HE'S JUST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; THAT INTO YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it made me realize that this life is not a very easy one to live in . &lt;br /&gt;and it made me think about a very strange thing : is man happy after marriage ?&lt;br /&gt;in one scene , one of the main character said that no man wanted to be married . they are not happy . because after married , they still want for another girls . and they can't just make it like , 'oh, it's okay . i'm married now . and i have to face it .' no , they can NOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they always want more . even if they have married . but there is someone out there who very loves their partner of lifetime , but they don't wanna declare it .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but , the hardest part to believe in is , PEOPLE who are being married , are not happier than they who are not .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is the movie :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/Swaj_XBWCtI/AAAAAAAAADc/Ai-_0Ek2Z-o/s320/hes-just-not-that-into-you-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406188711611599570" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is the book :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SwakS5tAQdI/AAAAAAAAADk/hJIN_tC5zY0/s320/hes-just-not-that-into-you-photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406189047339041234" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then , what do you think ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-3223496140961773691?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/3223496140961773691/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-man-happy-after-marriage.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/3223496140961773691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/3223496140961773691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-man-happy-after-marriage.html' title='is man happy after marriage ?'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/Swaj_XBWCtI/AAAAAAAAADc/Ai-_0Ek2Z-o/s72-c/hes-just-not-that-into-you-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-8887204855645511231</id><published>2009-11-16T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T05:41:31.931-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sahabat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>you guys are the most precious thing ever =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;do you know what things that could make me feel that i am the luckiest person in the world ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it is just because i HAVE you guys . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ehm , it's not just i think . it's the best thing in the world =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I HEART YOU sooo , GUYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-8887204855645511231?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/8887204855645511231/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-guys-are-most-precious-thing-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/8887204855645511231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/8887204855645511231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-guys-are-most-precious-thing-ever.html' title='you guys are the most precious thing ever =)'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-9206473967698308245</id><published>2009-11-14T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T00:10:34.273-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puisi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resensi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>what if it is you -</title><content type='html'>i was surfing the internet when i suddenly found this song . i like it . it is soooo romantic . definitely romantic . it is a song made by kevin aprilio for cathy sharon [have you heard about they both ?] . i love it by the way . it is really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wonderful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;p&gt;and the other hands , i think about how if the song is dedicated to myself. i mean , even if the author is not kevin , it is okay . if everymen in this world makes a song like this for me , oh man , i think i couldn't say anything anymore . it is a good song =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the what about if someone make such as this song for you , what would you do ? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you can download this song &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stafaband.info/131852/Kevin_Aprilio/Cathy_Sharon.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . and told me how is your feeling =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is the lyrics =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/Sv-3WjAf53I/AAAAAAAAADU/xmQHDzXfvVE/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404239675850221426" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her name is cathy sharon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to ask her out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her name is Cathy Sharon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;She’s way too beautiful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know i’m way too young&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I don’t give a damn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;They call me crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;But my heart speaks out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;reff:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Breathe in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t deny don’t hide your feeling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;You’ll be fine with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s not too late&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;To close my eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;As i’m thinking about you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;You’ll be fine tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give me a chance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;To make you smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make you high&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cathy, what a beautiful what a pretty name&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give me a chance to tell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;That I like you (that I like you)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Musician and a host aren’t that so thin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna be your someone for of your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back to reff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen to my story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen to your heart beat your heart beat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;The song’s from my heart for you sharon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember all the words&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back To Reff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;what do you think ? it is so touchy =')&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 231px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/Sv-2c1z709I/AAAAAAAAADM/SzXWRsRAK1Q/s320/oldiess+copy+.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404238684465386450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-9206473967698308245?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/9206473967698308245/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;p&gt;then after a very short discussion with my mate , fuji , we decided to go to the TP . then yunita joined us ! we met our friends there , and thanks GOD , i had a easy parking =) . we all ate something at foodcourt and make fun one of the waiter over there who had ever done something bad to us . we know it is not good , but he wasn't true at all .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after that we moved to XXI to watch movie . 2012 . it is not bad . well , it is good =) . i did cry for that kind of movie . then went home =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;at night i went to SPI [or also known by PTC] with my greatest EF friends =D . they all are really fun and , ehm , we wished that our charming handsome teachers were joined us . then we had walk around the SPI and met our friends . put our wish into a basket on the top of stairs . and we happy for that =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after getting bored walked around , looked for sale or something , we decide to move . finally we were on the Pool in G-Walk . we talked much about everything and got tired . everything really means it . i mean , we talked about what we wanted to =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then arrived home at 11.04 . my first time going outside at night . and i am sooo happy --&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thanks guys --&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-4284795644215842891?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/4284795644215842891/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-is-very-good-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/4284795644215842891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>ini tentang seseorang yg hidupnya begitu mempengaruhi hidupku [&lt;em&gt;well , even my family gives me more than him&lt;/em&gt;] . dia bukan seorang yang -menurut pemkiran saya - bisa membuat saya merasa lebih hidup daripada sebelumnya , bisa membuat saya mempunyai perasaan yang , ehm, lebih padanya .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku selalu melihatnya sebagai sosok seseorang yang selalu bahagia menjalani hidupnya . dia gg bisa sedih . dia selalu tertawa dan selalu bisa membuat orang lain tertawa . ketika dia sakit , dia diam . dia tidak mengeluh . meski wajahnya pucat dan terlihat amat sangat lemas , dia nggak bilang 'aduh' sama sekali tuh . nggak kayak aku yang kalau sakitt pasti nangis bombay . dia bisa berubah dari seorang yang cuek mampus menjadi seorang yang perhatian sekali . dia bisa berubah menjadi orang yang paing menyebalkan menjadi orang yang begitu ,ehm, bijaksana . dia bisa bertingkah seperti anak kecil yang polos juga menjadi seorang kakak yang bernaluri melindungi .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku begitu suka mengaguminya meski banyak orang yang tertawa . tertawa karena menurut mereka dia tidak seperti itu . tapi belum tentu mereka mengenalnya sebaik aku mengenalnya bukan ? jadi aku tidak peduli . meskipun terkesan keras kepala , aku lebih suka menyimpan sosoknya dari sudut pandangku sendiri . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku suka perhatiannya . aku suka . suka sekali .aku bangga , karena aku pernah mengisi harinya . aku bangga karena di hidupku ini pernah ada dia sebagai salah satu tokohnya . aku bangga , bahkan lebih bangga padanya daripada 'orang-orang' lainnya yang pernah mampir di hidupku . meski sekarang dia sudah pergi , tapi aku tetap suka . =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-5735058564823146888?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-1569416064813718991</id><published>2009-11-10T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T06:50:34.570-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamu'/><title type='text'>all i know - five for fighting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I bruise you&lt;br /&gt;You bruise me&lt;br /&gt;We both bruise so easily&lt;br /&gt;Too easily to let it show&lt;br /&gt;I love you, and thats all I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all my plans&lt;br /&gt;keep falling through&lt;br /&gt;All my plans they&lt;br /&gt;Depend on you&lt;br /&gt;Depend on you&lt;br /&gt;To help them grow&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;And thats all I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the singer's gone&lt;br /&gt;Let the song go on&lt;br /&gt;It's a fine line between&lt;br /&gt;The darkness and the dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say in the darkest night&lt;br /&gt;Theres a light beyond&lt;br /&gt;And the ending always&lt;br /&gt;Comes at last&lt;br /&gt;Endings always&lt;br /&gt;Come too fast&lt;br /&gt;They come too fast&lt;br /&gt;And they pass too slow&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;And thats all, its really all I know&lt;br /&gt;Its all I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all I know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i do really love this song =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span 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style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ya sudah . terserah saja . percuma kan saya ngomong banyak-banyak . daripada bikin saya nangis dan nambah-nambahin dosa saya yang banyak , lebih baik saya diam .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jujur saja , aku sangat sayang sama kamu karena kamu sahabatku . aku tidak pernah peduli apa kata mereka dan aku selalu akan berteriak dengan sangat bangga bahwa kamu adalah salah satu dari sahabat-sahabat terbaik yang pernah aku miliki . aku nggak akan pernah mau melihat kamu sedih atau malah sampai menitikkan air mata walau cuma satu tetes . untuk siapapun itu . bahkan untukku . aku selalu rela untuk kau bangunkan malam-malam hanya untuk mendengar ceritamu dan aku tidak akan pernah marah dan berbalik dengan suara pintu berdebum karena kesal padamu. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;aku berusaha mengerti semuanya . berusaha mengerti sifat kamu dan berusaha membuat kamu . mengerti bahwa aku selalu ingin untuk membuat kamu lebih baik . &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aku selalu ingin berkata bahwa banyak hal di dunia ini akan terlihat lebih lebar dengan kedua mata yang 'TERBUKA' dan bukan hanya sekedar 'melihat' tapi juga mengerti dan meresapi dari banyak hal tersebut &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tapi maaf , aku harus berkata bahwa kamu tidak pernah merasa bahwa hidupmu itu indah , bahwa kamu selalu mengeluh tanpa mau mengerti bahwa akupun juga memiliki masalah , bahwa kamu nggak pernah menghargai sedikit saja usaha yang aku dan yang lainnya lakukan hanya untuk membuktikan bahwa kamu punya kita sebagai tempatmu untuk bersandar , berbagi . itu semua hanya karena pikiranmu yang , maaf, menurut saya terlalu sempit . karena kamu nggak sadar bahwa setiap koin itu punya dua sisi . dan kamu lupa bahwa jika &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;di dunia ini ada satu milyar orang , maka yang akan ada adalah satu milyar sudut pandang yang berbeda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; . dan kamu terlalu sering menutup telinga , menganggap bahwa apa yang kamu yakinin itu benar padahal sebenarnya harus lebih disempurnakan .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku tak ambil pusing saat kamu bilang bahwa pertemanan yang kamu lakukan hanya karena keuntungan belaka . aku tidak peduli kalau kamu berteman denganku karena kamu butuh atau apa . aku tidak peduli . aku selalu mau jadi sahabatmu meski aku sedang butuh kamu . meski aku tak mendapat keuntungan darimu . aku tak peduli . karena pada dasarnya yang aku mau adalah aku menjadi sahabatmu . tempatmu menangis ketika ingin menangis . tempatmu berbagi ketika kamu ingin . dan aku tak pernah mau kehilangan itu . aku hanya kecewa , karena kamu bersahabat denganku hanya karena itu . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tapi ketika kamu berkata seolah aku adalah orang yang paling bersalah karena pergi ke rumahmu saat kamu sedang bolos karena sangat  mengkhawatirkanmu yang bahkan tidak menjawab telepon dan membalas sms yang aku dan yang lain kirimkan , Tuhan aku tidak tahu harus berbuat apa . karena semuanya percuma . karena ketika kamu marah seperti itu , omongan yang kamu dengarkan semuanya salah dan hanya kamu yang benar , begitu bukan ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku dan yang lain peduli padamu . tapi aku tidak pernah menyangka bahwa pikiranmu seperti itu . kami berusaha mengertimu . selalu . tapi kamu selalu menganggap bahwa kamu tak pantas untuk dimengerti . jadi sebenarnya bagaimana ? kami yang tidak bisa mengerti atau kamu yang sebenarnya nggak pernah mau untuk dimengerti ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sekarang terserah kamu . aku sudah lelah . terserah kamu . yang jelas saya sudah meminta maaf . sisanya adalah urusanmu . dan kalo kamu memang tidak mau dipedulikan , ya sudah . aku beri yang kamu mau . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-788356701765078057?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-3208833178871032708</id><published>2009-10-05T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T22:10:35.890-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puisi'/><title type='text'>entahlah</title><content type='html'>aku terlalu hafal . bahkan ketika dia lupa , aku akan ingat . aku selalu ingat .&lt;br /&gt;aku hafal setiap lekuk wajahny . hafal setiap caranya menggerakkan anggota tubuhnya .&lt;br /&gt;hafal kebiasaan*ny , bahkan sampai yg terburuk .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hobiku mengamatinya . seperti psikopat menjijikkan yg hina .&lt;br /&gt;hobiku tersenyum ketika melihatny .&lt;br /&gt;bagaikan pungguk yg merindukan bulannya .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku memang seorang biasa .&lt;br /&gt;tapi bukan berarti ak tak bisa tertawa kan ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-3208833178871032708?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/3208833178871032708/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/10/entahlah.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/3208833178871032708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/3208833178871032708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/10/entahlah.html' title='entahlah'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-5583509961919175899</id><published>2009-09-21T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T04:50:26.851-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puisi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>rindu</title><content type='html'>aku rindu kamu&lt;br /&gt;rindu candamu&lt;br /&gt;rindu bualanmu&lt;br /&gt;rindu caramu memanggilku&lt;br /&gt;rindu debaran jantung yg cepat karenamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku ingin tau ,&lt;br /&gt;apa kamu juga ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-5583509961919175899?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/5583509961919175899/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/09/rindu.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5583509961919175899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5583509961919175899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/09/rindu.html' title='rindu'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-3194129815813251745</id><published>2009-09-19T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T06:00:33.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>sebuah nickname di ponsel saya ='(</title><content type='html'>nickname seseorang . yang ini agak panjang . habis mau gimana lagi . kalo gg begitu mana bisa saya ngelupain dia .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;sudah lama gg berhubungan . sejak bulan januari sampai saat ini yang notabene.nya udah bulan september , bahkan hampir oktober .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;besok lebaran . hari raya idul fitri . &lt;br /&gt;kebiasaan dari zaman jebot kan kirim-kirim sms lebaran gitu . tapi saya belum ngirim . belum dapet ilham mau ngirim apa . tiba-tiba ringtone ponsel saya bunyi . saya tahu itu sms . soalnya baru tadi sore saya ganti message ringtone saya . dari dia . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bunyinya gini :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;"Ampuni aku dari dosa2 yg kulakukan padamu teman2ku..&lt;br /&gt;Minal aidzin wall facebook , hehe.. Walfaaidzin mhn maaf lhr n btin&lt;br /&gt;Gak usah tau ak... XP"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha . sedikit bergetar . jadi ingat ramadhan dan idul fitri tahun lalu .&lt;br /&gt;tapi ya mau bagaimana lagi . ramadhan dan idul fitri yang ngangenin . memang gg jodoh mungkin .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well , aku memang gg mau tau kamu kok . tenang aja . kmu aman . aku juga . &lt;br /&gt;setelah jam 12 nanti , aku mau hapus kontakmu . atau mgkn sekedar ganti nicknamemu menjadi yang lebih biasa .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thanks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-3194129815813251745?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/3194129815813251745/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/09/sebuah-nickname-di-ponsel-saya.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/3194129815813251745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/3194129815813251745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/09/sebuah-nickname-di-ponsel-saya.html' title='sebuah nickname di ponsel saya =&apos;('/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-7009569757478540768</id><published>2009-09-14T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T23:11:04.049-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resensi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>harry potter and the deathly hallows</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;harry potter and the deathly hallows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[harry potter dan relikui kematian - red] adalah seri terakhir dari fiksi tentang penyihir laki-laki karangan &lt;a href="http://jk.rowling.com/"&gt;J.K. Rowling&lt;/a&gt;. pertama kali lihat pasti kalian berpikir kalau bukunya tebal , meski gg setebal &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;harry potter and the order of the phoenix&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; [harry potter dan orde phoenix -red] , tapi kalo udah baca pasti gg bakal bisa berhenti . bahkan kalo udah nyapa epilog.nya yang luar biasa membahagiakan itu.&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;saat tahun ajaran baru di Hogwarts , Harry , Ron dan Hermione memutuskan untuk tidak kembali lagi ke Hogwarts melainkan pergi mencari horcrux-horcrux Voldemort yg tersisa . Mad Eye Moody dan Hedwig [burung hantunya Harry yang putih dan lucu banget itu] meninggal waktu menyamar jadi Harry Potter dalam perjalanan tujuh Potter [baca selengkapnya kalo mau tahu] menuju rumah keluarga Weasly . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harry , Ron dan Hermione pergi menyusuri hutan , Godrics Hallow , tertawan di Malfoy's Mansion dalam usahanya menemukan horcrux Voldemort [kita panggil dia Voldy saja biar lebih singkat dan lucu] .  ada saat di mana Ron merasa jengah dan akhirnya meninggalkan kedua sahabatnya . tapi akhirnya dia kembali lagi . ada rusa betina perak [yg akhirnya diketahui sebagai patronus dari Severus Snape] yang datang 'mengunjungi' mereka . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;akhirnya pertempuran itu datang . dan akhirnya ramalan itu harus dibuktikan . siapakah yang hidup dan siapa yang tak bertahan antara Harry dan Voldy . para anggota Orde Phoenix dan Laskar Dumbledore juga siswa Hogwarts yang sudah cukup umur berperang melawan para The Death Eater alias Pelahap Maut . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dan Harry sangat sadar bahwa yang harus menghentikan itu semua adalah dirinya sendiri . karena sebagian nyawa Voldy ada dalam tubuhnya . Dia pergi seorang diri ke arah Hutan Terlarang . Dan menemui Voldemort dan para Pelahap Maut lainnya . di sana ia melihat Hagrid sedang di sandera oleh mereka . ia berhadapan dengan sang Pangeran Kegelapan . dan ia membiarkan kutukan kematian mengenai tubuhnya . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;tapi dia tak mati . ia tetap hidup karena yang dibunuh oleh Voldy adalah potongan jiwanya yang ada di dalam tubuh Harry . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;akhirnya Harry menang . dan Harry tahu bahwa Severus Snape benar-benar orang baik dan mencintai Lily Potter sepenuh hati sampai dia meninggal . bahwa rusa betina perak itu adalah patronus dari Snape .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remus Lupin dan Nymphadora Tonks meninggal . juga salah satu dari si kembar Weasly . dan sekitar 50 orang lain meninggal .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harry tahu bagaimana masa Dumbledore . bagaimana beliau sangat menyayanginya .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu sedikit dari 4ooan lebih halaman yang ada dalam Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows . klik di  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pdf-search-engine.com/harry-potter-dan-relikui-kematian-pdf.html"&gt;SINI &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;untuk mendownload ceritanya dalam format PDF . dan satu pesan lagi . kamu harus baca epilognya . sebuah akhir yang sangat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;BAHAGIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/Sq8vN1TwQTI/AAAAAAAAADE/sd0q_ap__vQ/s320/harry-potter-stars.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381571994425770290" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows bakalan dibuat 2 seri [semoga gg mengurangi isi cerita] . yang part 1 akan dirilis tahun 2010 dan part 2 akan dirilis tahun berikutnya . yang memerankan Harry , Roy dan Hermione tetap si tiga sekawan itu . ya , mau diapa-apain emang &lt;em&gt;image&lt;/em&gt; tokoh-tokoh tersebut sudah melekat di diri mereka .&lt;br /&gt;jadi gg sabar buat nungguin . zz . cepat yah !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-7009569757478540768?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/7009569757478540768/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/09/harry-potter-and-deathly-hallows.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/7009569757478540768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/7009569757478540768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/09/harry-potter-and-deathly-hallows.html' title='harry potter and the deathly hallows'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/Sq8vN1TwQTI/AAAAAAAAADE/sd0q_ap__vQ/s72-c/harry-potter-stars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-3310649056382309049</id><published>2009-09-14T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T19:44:16.032-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>new outfit : puff skirto !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i made it yesterday ! a very big thanks to looklet by the way . &lt;br /&gt;when i saw the skirt , i did really fall in love with it . even it looks very too much , but it uses a very very soft color . and i really love soft color .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/Sq74p7UdkEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xIjHB7UCG6A/s1600-h/puffskirto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/Sq74p7UdkEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xIjHB7UCG6A/s320/puffskirto.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381512003936161858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;about the picture :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;it is totaly simple . doesn't need to use too much accesories cause it will be looked too much if you add some necklaces , bracelets or something like that . and the heels . it is amazing . very cute and simple . i hope i get one here . haha . the white cardigan which uses under the tanktop, is knitted . very cute . and of course , you can make the tanktop under the cardigan too .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;look the floral puff skirt which matched with a a cute white-knit cardigan . simple and really soft . looks perfect , doesn't it ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;what's on the picture :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Shoulderbag by Sandqvist &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Cardigan by Jumper fabriken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Heels by Karen Millen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tank top by 2707 Tjugosjunollsju S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;kirt by Fräulein von Hast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-3310649056382309049?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/3310649056382309049/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-outfit-puff-skirto.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/3310649056382309049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/3310649056382309049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-outfit-puff-skirto.html' title='new outfit : puff skirto !!'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/Sq74p7UdkEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xIjHB7UCG6A/s72-c/puffskirto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-5280575320030624933</id><published>2009-09-13T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T23:15:02.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>try to make my own outfits</title><content type='html'>i don't know since when , but it feels like something very interesting when i see kind of fashion things . it's totaly make my passion increase !!&lt;p&gt;haha . yesterday, i checked out my friends blog . you can see it too . there is in my blogroll . and i found something amazing about fashion . haha . [thnks  may]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;these are my own outfits which I made in &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/looklet.com"&gt;looklet . &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that much , but i think , it's good to wear . comfort and very simple .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/Sq3dH_vUNGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/1BC0qEjY_dQ/s320/beautyskirt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381200259216323682" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;about the picture :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i love the skirt . then i have to have one like this . haha . circle design and calm color . looks very comfort and light in weight . and the butterfly bag , so cute , isn't it ? with a very soft color . an the top is awfully simple . and chilly . try to check the necklace . it fits all the outfits . it is totaly simple . you can use it when you go to work , or a tea time may be .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;what's on the picture : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;handbag : Zadig &amp;amp; Voltaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;bracelet : Vintage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;necklace : Vintage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;skirt : Indiska&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;top : Hunkydory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;heels :Carin Wester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;keep mix it up guys !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;=atika ilman=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-5280575320030624933?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/5280575320030624933/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/09/try-to-make-my-own-outfits.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5280575320030624933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5280575320030624933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/09/try-to-make-my-own-outfits.html' title='try to make my own outfits'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/Sq3dH_vUNGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/1BC0qEjY_dQ/s72-c/beautyskirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-1702859826640850121</id><published>2009-08-07T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T23:19:04.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>just try to click it guys .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;kemarin saya iseng* aja buka fashion blog gitu . haha . bajunya lucu-lucu . jadinya mupeng . well , just try to click it and you will get lots of point of view how to be very fashionable !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://stylediary.stylehive.com/newoutfits"&gt;stylediary.stylehive.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="opera:illegal-url-11"&gt;www.fashionfillers.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fashiontoast.com/"&gt;www.fashiontoast.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://divalookbook.com/"&gt;divalookbook.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://looklet.com"&gt;looklet.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and other will be written as soon as possible !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-1702859826640850121?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-7428627617058515338</id><published>2009-07-27T06:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T06:12:43.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puisi'/><title type='text'>ketika berakhir</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ketika berakhir ,&lt;br /&gt;memori itu akan kembali berputar ,&lt;br /&gt;otak yang memuat begitu banyak hal ,&lt;br /&gt;serasa difungsikan hanya untuk mengenang ,&lt;br /&gt;mengenang sesuatu yang berakhir .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin kau bukan &lt;em&gt;beethoven&lt;/em&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;juga bukan &lt;em&gt;mozart&lt;/em&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;atau &lt;em&gt;maksim&lt;/em&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;tapi dentingan piano yang kau mainkan ,&lt;br /&gt;bisa membuatku terhanyut ,&lt;br /&gt;akan imaji cinta yang luas .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi piano itu tak berdenting untukku lagi &lt;br /&gt;imaji cinta itu pun sudah berubah .&lt;br /&gt;menjadi realita yang seakan penuh derita .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ketika dentingan itu hilang ,&lt;br /&gt;memori itu berputar .&lt;br /&gt;yang bisa dilakukan adala membiarkan diri ini terhanyut ,&lt;br /&gt;terhanyut ke dalam untaian memori .&lt;br /&gt;satu per satu . &lt;br /&gt;sampai akhirnya sadar . &lt;br /&gt;memori itu tak dapat berkembang lagi ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dentingan memori ~&lt;br /&gt;tika . melihat . pelangi .&lt;br /&gt;April 6, 2009&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/2056547703326427750-7428627617058515338?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/7428627617058515338/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/07/ketika-berakhir.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/7428627617058515338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/7428627617058515338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/07/ketika-berakhir.html' title='ketika berakhir'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-2602103624545758243</id><published>2009-07-18T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T19:23:48.681-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puisi'/><title type='text'>hujan tanpa awan ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;di luar hujan .&lt;br /&gt;tapi tak ada awan .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;bisakah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di sana ada pelangi  ,&lt;br /&gt;tapi sedari tadi tak turun hujan .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;mungkinkah ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;air mata ini berhenti bergulir .&lt;br /&gt;saat kau tak ada .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;akankah ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-2602103624545758243?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/2602103624545758243/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/07/hujan-tanpa-awan.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2602103624545758243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2602103624545758243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/07/hujan-tanpa-awan.html' title='hujan tanpa awan ~'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-7319490970598423252</id><published>2009-07-11T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T08:40:39.482-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>sahabat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;short word . but has lots of meaning [in short : meaningfull world]&lt;br /&gt;and realize that i have the greatest best friends ever is a the best gift&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;terima kasih :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tentang kebersamaan yang indah yang gg bisa diungkapkan kata-kata .&lt;br /&gt;tentang perasaan sayang yang tulus yang tak kenal masa .&lt;br /&gt;untuk kebahagiaan yang bukan hanya fatamorgana .&lt;br /&gt;untuk sabar mendengar mimpi-mimpi tentang masa depan terurai begitu saja .&lt;br /&gt;untuk pundak yang selalu ada saat air mata ini sudah tak kuat lagi berada di balik kelopak mata .&lt;br /&gt;untuk hari yang penuh dengan kejutan berarti .&lt;br /&gt;untuk kebahagiaan , kesedihan yang bercampur indah sehingga membuat setiap detik hidup ini berharga .&lt;br /&gt;untuk cinta tak pernah putus yang selalu mengalir .&lt;br /&gt;untuk ikatan yang tak terlihat tapi lebih kuat dari apapun .&lt;br /&gt;untuk janji tak terucapkan tapi terasa untuk saling mendukung satu sama lain .&lt;br /&gt;untuk kenangan yang terurai bagai benang panjang yang tak berujung .&lt;br /&gt;untuk saling menghargai . menyayangi .&lt;br /&gt;untuk berjuta saran  agar aku berbuat lebih baik dari sebelumnya .&lt;br /&gt;dan sejuta alasan mengapa kata terima kasih kadang tak cukup untuk menggambarkan betapa berartinya kalian dalam hidupku yang singkat ini .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;itu mengapa aku bisa berkata bahwa hidupku bukan apa-apa jika tak ada kalian di dalamnya .&lt;br /&gt;itu mangapa bahwa bahagia yang terukir adalah berkat kalian .&lt;br /&gt;itu mengapa bahwa hiup tanpa kalian adalah hidup yang paling aku takui di dunia ini .&lt;br /&gt;itu mengapa bahwa air mata yang keluar saat bersama kalian tak jatuh sia-sia .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;sahabat :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adalah saudara kandung yang Tuhan lupa berikan pada kita [meski gg mungkin sekali Tuhan lupa]&lt;br /&gt;adalah orang yang bisa kita ajak berbagi &lt;br /&gt;adalah orang yang ikut merasakan apa yang kita rasakan&lt;br /&gt;adalah orang yang mengingatkan jika kita sedang berbuat kesalahan&lt;br /&gt;adalah orang yang rela bahunya basah oleh air mata kita&lt;br /&gt;adalah orang yang selalu ada di samping kita , tak peduli bagaimanapun kondisinya ~&lt;br /&gt;dan sejuta deinisi lain . karena :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ketika sejuta orang berusaha mendeskripsikannya , sejuta deskripsi pula yang tercipta .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;but over all guys , having you as my greatest best friend ever is my very wonderfull grant from above . and i very thankfull of it ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;despite the distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;em&gt;best friends are always there ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they're never turning , never look back , never let us down , even in the hardest part of our life .&lt;br /&gt;that's way , i need you all friends . to have a enough power to live in my life . also to learn how to be a good friends .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-7319490970598423252?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/7319490970598423252/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/07/sahabat.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/7319490970598423252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/7319490970598423252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/07/sahabat.html' title='sahabat'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-3079270694534870492</id><published>2009-07-11T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T07:27:04.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>entah kenapa , saya mulai jengah denganmu ~</title><content type='html'>dan &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yang aku takutin entah sejak kapan terjadi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; . huah . aneh sih kayaknya . padahal &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sebenernya sih aku pengen banget lupa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . puengen buanget ! tapi ketika rasa itu malah menipis , &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lha kok aku malah berusaha mati-matian buat bikin perasaan yang seperti 'dulu' itu ke dia . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aneh ya dunia itu ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ketika aku mati-matian berusaha , aku gg lupa* sama dia . tapi sekarang ? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kebalik sekali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but , thanks for become one of thousands memories that i'll never forget ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;realize or not , you've been here in my heart .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;even time goes by ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this kind of feeling will never be forgotten . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;that very much laugh , flood of tear drop , lot of memories , sweet flattery , looks like never ending love . but yeah , when it comes , I also have to be ready to lost it ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;really love that contended moment .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;padahal &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aku pengen sayang KAMU seperti dulu &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LIKE BEFORE , LIKE AFTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LIKE my previous precious time with other&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tapi denganmu berbeda . bukan seperti para pendahulumu yg pernah ada di sini [baca : &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hati ; memori kehidupan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;] .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;karena meski JENGAH , &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i wish i could have forever affection with you ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-3079270694534870492?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-9144043643977832490</id><published>2009-07-08T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T06:08:25.765-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>i'll be there - michael jackson</title><content type='html'>You and I must make a pact&lt;br /&gt;We must bring salvation back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where there is love, I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'll reach out my hand to you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll have faith in all you do&lt;br /&gt;Just call my name and I'll be there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh - &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll be there to comfort you,&lt;br /&gt;Build my world of dreams around you&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad that I found you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there with a love that's strong&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your strength, I'll keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;Yes I will, yes I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Let me fill your heart with joy and laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Togetherness, well that's all I'm after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Whenever you need me, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there to protect you&lt;br /&gt;With an unselfish love I respect you&lt;br /&gt;Just call my name and I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you should ever find someone new&lt;br /&gt;I know he'd better be good to you&lt;br /&gt;'Cos if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;he [she]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;doesn't, I'll be there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know, baby, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'll be there, I'll be there, just call my name, I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just look over your shoulders, honey - ooh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there, I'll be there, whenever you need me, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know, baby, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'll be there, I'll be there, just call my name, I'll be there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;love this song so much .&lt;br /&gt;you all are the most precious thing og my life . even the distance keep us apart ~&lt;br /&gt;just believe that I will never ever let you be alone there .&lt;br /&gt;call my name , and i'll be there for you .&lt;br /&gt;i'll try my best to make sure that you are happy , that your tears don't roll down your face , that you don't fall to deep at that very big sadness hole ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;having you as my friends , make my world worth to live in ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-9144043643977832490?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/9144043643977832490/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/07/ill-be-there-michael-jackson.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/9144043643977832490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/9144043643977832490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/07/ill-be-there-michael-jackson.html' title='i&apos;ll be there - michael jackson'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-5408524024585401822</id><published>2009-07-08T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T02:39:17.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>smile - michael jackson's favorite songs ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, though your heart is aching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, even though it's breaking&lt;br /&gt;When there are clouds in the sky&lt;br /&gt;You'll get by...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you smile&lt;br /&gt;With your fear and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Smile and maybe tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up your face with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;gladness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hide every trace of sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although a tear may be ever so near&lt;br /&gt;That's the time you must keep on trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Smile, what's the use of crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;If you just...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smile, though your heart is aching&lt;br /&gt;Smile, even though it's breaking&lt;br /&gt;When there are clouds in the sky&lt;br /&gt;You'll get by...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you smile&lt;br /&gt;Through your fear and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Smile and maybe tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;If you just smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;That's the time you must keep on trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile, what's the use of crying&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;If you just smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;great song by the way . try to hear it !&lt;br /&gt;klik &lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/29963027/90ef3c7c/Michael_Jackson_-_Smile.html?s=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to download it guys !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-5408524024585401822?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/5408524024585401822/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/07/smile-michael-jacksons-favorite-songs.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5408524024585401822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/5408524024585401822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/07/smile-michael-jacksons-favorite-songs.html' title='smile - michael jackson&apos;s favorite songs ~'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-1004496006536449000</id><published>2009-07-06T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T07:40:39.658-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>kawah ijen - ijen crater</title><content type='html'>beberapa hari yang lalu , saya lupa hari dan tanggalnya karena , yah , taulah kalo lagi liburan gitu suka buta hari , saya bersama keluarga saya pergi mandaki sebuah gunung yg lumayanlah [baca : sangat] tingginya [&lt;em&gt;first time climbed the mountain by foot&lt;/em&gt;] .&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;GUNUNG IJEN ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Gunung Ijen adalah sebuah gunung berapi aktif yang terletak di daerah Kabupaten Banyuwangi, Jawa Timur, Indonesia. Gunung ini mempunyai ketinggian 2.443 m dan telah empat kali meletus (1796, 1817, 1913, dan 1936). Untuk mendaki ke gunung ini bisa berangkat dari Bondowoso ataupun dari Banyuwangi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nah , hari itu saya berangkat dari banyuwangi karena rumah ayah saya ada di banyuwangi . haha . berangkat jam 10.00 pagi dengan memakain baju sangat sangat tidak mencerminkan kalo saya itu mau naik gunung . ayah saya menggunakan polo shirt panjang yang biasanya dia pakai golf . ibu ? dia yang paling nyantai . pake baju tipis yang biasanya dipakai jalan* ke mall [astaghfirullah , coba aja pendaki yg liat , pasti dikira menghina] dan SANDAL JEPIT dengan warna senada . coba tanya aja kenapa ke ibu saya , pasti jawabnya , 'mama lho gg niat naik' . adik saya pake celana pendek sih , tapi jaketnya , tebel gila ! sama si mbak . pake jacket pink dia . haha .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sampai di &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;PALTUDING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [&lt;em&gt;fyi , this is the first post if wanna climb this mountain&lt;/em&gt;] , otomatis kita turun tuh dari mobil dong soalnya gg bisa naik mobil lagi . dan perjalanan dilanjutkan dengan &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;JALAN KAKI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. ya , jalan pake kaki .&lt;br /&gt;pertamanya sih niat gila tuh . semangat 45 . berkobar-kobar ! tapi yah , rute.nya yang susah mampus bikin tenaga saya terkuras sekali . haha . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3,2 km menanjak mamen . jalan kaki pula ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;padahal cuma 3,2 km lho kita membutuhkan &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3 jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; . menanjak banget . berpasir pula . susah .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tapi akhirnya nyampe dong ! di puncak ijen yang setinggi berapa tadi - gg hafal [zzz] bagus sih . indah . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;BUAT seseorang yg ke BROMO dan bilang dia beli edelweiss tapi aku mau nitip gg dibelikan : hei , di ijen saya melihatnya . yang masih hidup ! banyak . tapi gg tega metik T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;setelah sedikit [baca : artikan sendiri arti kata sedikit itu] mengambil gambar atau foto-foto , kita turun lagi . dan apa yg terjaid sodara-sodara . saya jatuh . ngguling . memalukan !&lt;br /&gt;dan trnyata ibu saya , juga jatuh . haha . wis wis , ibu anak sama aja ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dan akhirnya setelah &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1,5 jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [2 kali lebih cepat daripada berangkatnya] kami nyampai dengan selamat di PALTUDING lagi ~ dengan wajah yang luar biasa dahsyat . kecapekan tapi puas sekali ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;these are the picture ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SlIISEkLViI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lyglZOjte7w/s320/DSC_0101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355352013453088290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;saya terlihat amat kecil ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SlIJw3zbvcI/AAAAAAAAACE/BM6pdcdm3kc/s320/DSC_0161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355353642114989506" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[haha , lihat sepatunya . biasa dipake ke mall itu ~ gg niat ikut sampepuuncak sebenarnya]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SlILlCliU3I/AAAAAAAAACM/2KPLh9qBWMs/s320/DSC_0209.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355355637874316146" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[di kawah mamen !]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sepertinya itu saja . haha . ingin ke sana ? jangan lupa bawa balsem . jaket tebel . kalo naik jangan bawa barang banyak-banyak . sebotol air minum dan sebungkus coklat kalo-kalo terjadi kekurangan energi . juga minyak ayu putih . jangan bawa ransel gede . nggulingnya cepet ntar .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;love this place !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-1004496006536449000?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SlIISEkLViI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lyglZOjte7w/s72-c/DSC_0101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-4877787100408235050</id><published>2009-07-01T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T03:53:24.552-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>kampanye = pdkt</title><content type='html'>apa persamaan kampanye dan PDKT a.k.a pendekatan ?&lt;p&gt;yah , kalo menurutku sama aja . sama-sama obral seribu &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;JANJI MANIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yang belum tentu ditepati . sama-sama menampilkan &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;white side&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dari mereka tanpa mau mengakui bahwa , &lt;em&gt;hey , as long as they are human , they also have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;black side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; . but, do you see they say something about their black side and ask for pardon for it ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pemimpin yg baik itu yg gg makan kalo belum semua rakyatnya bisa ngerasain enaknya nasi . yg gg naik mobil kalo rakyatnya cuma bisa jalan kaki . yg gg cuma memikirkan apa yang terbaik buat dirinya , tapi juga buat bangsanya . yg gg cuma ngobral janji waktu kampanye , tapi dengan sekuat tenaga dan seluruh jiwa raga berusaha untuk menepati janjinya . &lt;br /&gt;pemimpin itu tahu bagaimana bersikap . bagaimana menempatkan diri . bagaimana menghadapi orang lain . bagaimana menghadapi masalah . bagaimana mencari jalan keluar yg gg merugikan banyak pihak . yang selalu mementingkan kepentingan rakyat . yg mau minta maaf kalo salah bukannya mempertahankan argumen gila dan ngajakin debat yg lainnya padahal jelas* salah . yg gg tahu apa yg pantas diikatakan dan mana yg tidak .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kampanye = pendekatan . samalah .&lt;br /&gt;berarti para calon pemimpin itu sama dengan calon pacar . kita cari yg cocok menurut kita ~&lt;br /&gt;kadang-kadang sama-sama manis di mulut aja . kadang-kadang cuma indah di awal aja . &lt;br /&gt;tapi jujur , gg ada yg gg pengen yang terbaik buat bangsanya kan . yah , kecuali &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;orang tolol egois yg gg punya hati &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jadi inget lagunya iwan fals . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surat Buat WAKIL RAKYAT [&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;can they named by &lt;/em&gt;wakil rakyat ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Untukmu yang duduk sambil diskusi&lt;br /&gt;Untukmu yang biasa bersafari&lt;br /&gt;Di sana, di gedung  DPR&lt;br /&gt;Wakil rakyat kumpulan orang hebat&lt;br /&gt;Bukan kumpulan teman teman dekat&lt;br /&gt;Apalagi sanak famili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di hati dan lidahmu kami berharap&lt;br /&gt;Suara kami tolong dengar lalu sampaikan&lt;br /&gt;Jangan ragu jangan takut karang menghadang&lt;br /&gt;Bicaralah yang lantang jangan hanya diam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di kantong safarimu kami titipkan&lt;br /&gt;Masa depan kami dan negeri ini&lt;br /&gt;Dari sabang sampai merauke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudara dipilih bukan dilotre&lt;br /&gt;Meski kami tak kenal siapa saudara&lt;br /&gt;Kami tak sudi para juara&lt;br /&gt;Juara diam, juara he'eh, juara ha ha ha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wakil rakyat seharusnya merakyat&lt;br /&gt;Jangan tidur waktu sidang soal rakyat&lt;br /&gt;Jangan tidur waktu sidang soal rakyat&lt;br /&gt;Wakil rakyat bukan paduan suara&lt;br /&gt;Hanya tahu nyanyian lagu "setuju......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;coba kalo ada wakil rakyat yang benar-benar wakil rakyat .&lt;br /&gt;pasti di surga dia bakal bahagia ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/Sks5_uofy1I/AAAAAAAAABo/rzZMSidsYPQ/s320/dpr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353436349072395090" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ kalo gedungnya aja bisa kayak gitu , harusnya rumah rakyat gg ada yg terbuat dari bilik bambu reyot yang bolong-bolong kan? ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tika ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-4877787100408235050?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/4877787100408235050/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/07/kampanye-pdkt.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/4877787100408235050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/4877787100408235050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/07/kampanye-pdkt.html' title='kampanye = pdkt'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/Sks5_uofy1I/AAAAAAAAABo/rzZMSidsYPQ/s72-c/dpr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-4559036284033965860</id><published>2009-06-25T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T17:10:19.046-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>wonderful journey - anastasia soundtrack</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Girl :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We were strangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, starting out on a journey&lt;br /&gt;Never dreaming, what we'd have to go through&lt;br /&gt;Now here we are and I'm suddenly standing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At the beginning with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Boy :&lt;br /&gt;No one told me I was going to find you &lt;br /&gt;Unexpected, what you did to my heart &lt;br /&gt;When I lost hope, you were there to remind me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the start &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus (both) &lt;br /&gt;And life is a road and I want to keep going &lt;br /&gt;Love is a river, I want to keep flowing &lt;br /&gt;Life is a road, now and forever, wonderful journey &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be there when the world stops turning &lt;br /&gt;I'll be there when the storm is through &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl :&lt;br /&gt;We were strangers, on a crazy adventure &lt;br /&gt;Boy :&lt;br /&gt;Never dreaming, how our dreams would come true &lt;br /&gt;both :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now here we stand, unafraid of the future &lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge: &lt;br /&gt;both :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Knew there was somebody, somewhere &lt;br /&gt;A new love in the dark &lt;br /&gt;Now I know my dream will live on &lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting so long &lt;br /&gt;Nothing is going to tear us apart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both :&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road and I want to keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river,I want to keep flowing on&lt;br /&gt;Girl :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Starting out on a journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both :&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road I want to keep going &lt;br /&gt;Love is a river,I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In the end I want to be standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;donna lewis feat. someone [ i don't know who is he ]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-4559036284033965860?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/4559036284033965860/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/06/wonderful-journey-anastasia-soundtrack.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/4559036284033965860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/4559036284033965860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/06/wonderful-journey-anastasia-soundtrack.html' title='wonderful journey - anastasia soundtrack'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' 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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;kau repotkan dalam hal apapun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;dulu aku harap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kamu akan selalu &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;membiarkanku merasa memilikimu . merasa bahwa kau selalu meridukanku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;namun ternyata , itu hanya dulu . karena di saat kamu yang dulu pergi meninggalkanku dalam keterpurukan yang seolah-olah berujung , semuanya berubah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;dan selanjutnya hidupku tetap berjalan . meski perlahan , aku mulai sadar . mulai mengerti . karena meski tanpamu di sini , hidupku masih tetap harus berjalan . masih terus berjalan maju . karena masa depanku akan datang . dan semuanya tergantung bagaimana aku menghadapi keterpurukanku yang tak seberapa dibandingkan orang lain .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;aku menyayangimu .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;dan karena itu aku tak menginginkanmu menjadi milikku .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;aku menyayangimu .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;dan karena itu aku rela melihatmu mencintainya .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;aku menyayangimu . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dan karena itu aku bahagia melihat senyummu , meski senyum itu bukan untukku .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;aku menyayangimu . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sehingga aku akan melakukan apapun untuk membuat merasa bahagia . meski tak secara langsung tentunya .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;terima kasih .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sadar . bahwa seseorang akan mendapatkan yang terbaik untuk hidupnya .&lt;br /&gt;dan yang terbaik buatku ternyata . . .&lt;br /&gt;mungkin bukan kamu .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;bukan seorang cowok lucu penggemar sulap yang tergila-gila sama j.rocks .&lt;br /&gt;bukan seorang cowok gendut tapi ngangenin dengan pipi yang berubah merah saat malu .&lt;br /&gt;bukan seorang cowok yang &lt;em&gt;nickname&lt;/em&gt;.nya selalu berganti-ganti di &lt;em&gt;phonebook&lt;/em&gt; ponselku ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-2468254362853305639?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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favorite author ~ haha . and the main characters in this book are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Romijn Indira Singgih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Austin Taura Hanafiah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . [i love the way she made the characters's name] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Austin , who is the third son of Ted and Ety Hanafiah] , met with Romijn in Portrait , a coffeshop [may i call it as a coffeshop ?] . they met accidentally in a party which held by The Society . then they both fell in love . but everthing get worse when Austin who always feel guilty about his twin's death , knew that audrey [austin's twin brother] has loved Romijn before . and austin has promised that everything which belong to audrey , will always belong to audrey .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tejas Setyadara , Romijn's best friends , has been kidnapped by Reiener Van Romijn [son of her dad's friend] . Austin wanted to help him because of Romijn anad because he had responsibility about it . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;will Austin and Indira [the way Austin call Romijn] always be together even Hanafiah's family prohibite their relatinship ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i answer it . of course , after you have already read it ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;leave some comments darling ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;make this book your must have items ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to sitta [if you read it] :&lt;br /&gt;when do you want to launch novels about Hanafiah again ?i really want to read it ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-6447078049991684364?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/6447078049991684364/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/06/titanium-after-ive-read-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6447078049991684364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/6447078049991684364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/06/titanium-after-ive-read-it.html' title='titanium [after i&apos;ve read it]'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-2141246235784513883</id><published>2009-06-16T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T03:01:52.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>titanium ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SjdYiLOixuI/AAAAAAAAABY/cfTOngiuFQA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347840426678339298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SjdYiLOixuI/AAAAAAAAABY/cfTOngiuFQA/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [ &lt;em&gt;the newest - freshest book of &lt;/em&gt;Sitta Karina ~ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;austin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hanafiah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;episode]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SjdX8wD9shI/AAAAAAAAABQ/wV8SW5PcJjw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347839783731048978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SjdX8wD9shI/AAAAAAAAABQ/wV8SW5PcJjw/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [ini imaji terindah ~ cerita tentang &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6633ff;"&gt;chris hanafiah&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SjdXSaZSvLI/AAAAAAAAABI/ZO4z2Tc1ucQ/s1600-h/2577-pesan_dari_bintang.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347839056360422578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SjdXSaZSvLI/AAAAAAAAABI/ZO4z2Tc1ucQ/s320/2577-pesan_dari_bintang.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [ini pesan dari bintang ~ &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6633ff;"&gt;story about inez hanafiah dan nikie zakrie&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;buku baru karangan &lt;a href="http://sittakarina.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sitta Karina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;, pengarang lokal favorit saya . belum beli sih , haha . maklum deh . lagi seret nih keuangannya . tapi di luar itu semua , saya yakin &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1000 &lt;/strong&gt;%&lt;/span&gt; pasti keren punya .&lt;br /&gt;haha . entah juga sih .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kisah kali ini menceritakan Austin Hanafiah , kakaknya Inez dan Chris Hanafiah [di novel &lt;em&gt;Pesan dari Bintang&lt;/em&gt; dan &lt;em&gt;Imaji Terindah&lt;/em&gt;] ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, i really want to read it&lt;/em&gt; . ntar aja deh pulang EF mampir ke &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gr******&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ~ bagus juga kalo ada diskon . tapi kayaknya gg mungkin ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by the way , i am in EF now . wait for my beloved friends&lt;/em&gt; . tapi kok gg dateng* yo ? gara* kaki sakit jadi gg bisa mobil sendiri , so gg bisa ngelayap sesuka hati .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hiks ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tika ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2056547703326427750-2141246235784513883?l=atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/feeds/2141246235784513883/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/06/titanium.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2141246235784513883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2056547703326427750/posts/default/2141246235784513883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atikabashiratiilman.blogspot.com/2009/06/titanium.html' title='titanium ~'/><author><name>atika ilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916007059639196208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/S1KlhNzTFdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zbpJvh-r7WI/S220/DSC_0295+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SjdYiLOixuI/AAAAAAAAABY/cfTOngiuFQA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2056547703326427750.post-6512328376727394305</id><published>2009-06-15T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T06:17:39.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku dan hidupku'/><title type='text'>frustasi . depresi</title><content type='html'>akhir-akhir ini saya suka bingung dengan kemampuan saya menjalani hidup . kemampuan saya untuk sabar . &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but so far , as long as i can stand on my own feet , i have to stand on ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;entahlah . hidup akhir-akhir ini melelahkan . gg tau kenapa . tapi aku suka ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;setiap satu masalah selesai , kita bakalan satu langkah lagi menjadi dewasa . menjadi individu yang lebih baik ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pengen banget percaya sama kalimat itu . kalimat yg aku denger dari sahabatku itu bener-bener sebuah motivasi buat aku . well , tapi bukan gara-gara kalimat itu aku suka cari masalah lho . kalo bisa sih gg usah ada masalah-masalahan segala . pusing ~ tapi sayangnya sepertinya ada sesuatu yang buat para masalah itu datang .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eh iya . ternyata sekolah itu asyik juga ya kalo sepi ~&lt;br /&gt;kita jadi bebas mau ngapa-ngapain ~&lt;br /&gt;nih ada beberapa foto waktu sekolah sepi .&lt;br /&gt;berasa sekolah milik sendiri .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SjZIrTMNCbI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lFhBNSJLdaQ/s320/sekolah.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347541516272077234" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;[ dari kiri ke kanan : mandha ; adisu ; lilis ; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;last but not least is me&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3MNhtyDQG4/SjZJdcaHk1I/AAAAAAAAABA/7B-Qfw_BcBM/s320/terbang.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347542377739817810" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[di depan uks ; sepi banget . jadi lompat gg jelas ]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's all for today&lt;/em&gt; 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