<?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-9079973622032240798</id><updated>2012-01-06T18:47:01.766+07:00</updated><category term='prejudice'/><category term='poem'/><category term='Java Jazz'/><category term='list'/><category term='solar plexus'/><category term='hurt'/><category term='beach'/><category term='tv show'/><category term='quote'/><category term='woman'/><category term='politic'/><category term='freedom'/><category term='stupidity'/><category term='LDR'/><category term='religious'/><category term='Indonesia'/><category term='recommended'/><category term='ney'/><category term='family'/><category term='wish'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='thought'/><category term='78'/><category term='friend'/><category term='work'/><category term='High School'/><category term='superman'/><category term='kids'/><category term='kuliah'/><category term='idea'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='pencarian jati diri'/><category term='photography'/><category term='backpacking'/><category term='Jakarta'/><category term='hatred'/><category term='random'/><category term='bestfriend'/><category term='role model'/><category term='culture'/><category term='jomblo'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='Turki'/><category term='music'/><category term='dream'/><category term='book'/><category term='the beatles'/><category term='kangen'/><category term='movie'/><category term='adventure'/><category term='Jason Mraz'/><category term='fake'/><category term='facts'/><category term='best-boy friend'/><category term='Paskibra'/><category term='love'/><category term='health'/><title type='text'>Hot Chocolate and Blues Songs</title><subtitle type='html'>Even a glass of hot chocolate and blues songs are miracles too!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>256</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-204785257447412032</id><published>2012-01-06T18:10:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T18:21:21.569+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Mom's Day</title><content type='html'>Yupp, here I am again.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yesterday was my SUPER-mom's day. And because I broke, and couldn't find any proper present for her, here I am and my errr... creativity, I guess. Here it is, hope it gives you idea for birthday present. Enjoooy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/401413_10150469793829807_706094806_8772546_1642429523_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/401413_10150469793829807_706094806_8772546_1642429523_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neycito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-204785257447412032?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/204785257447412032/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=204785257447412032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/204785257447412032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/204785257447412032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2012/01/moms-day.html' title='Mom&apos;s Day'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-1156535941576638713</id><published>2012-01-05T09:12:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T09:38:29.341+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencarian jati diri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solar plexus'/><title type='text'>Single and So What</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Old guy same lines. New guy same lies. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ribet ga sih hidup lo mikirin cowok doang?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emang salah ya kalo &lt;i&gt;single&lt;/i&gt;? Salah di umurku yang masih 23 &lt;i&gt;*for-God-sake!*&lt;/i&gt; ini memutuskan untuk tak ingin dulu memulai hubungan lagi? Salah juga kalo sekarang lagi pengen pacaran sama diri sendiri, kemana-mana sendiri *atau sama siapa aja terserah*, bersenang-senang, &lt;i&gt;not commited&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;not demanding&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;not depending&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;just me and my self&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;No, no, I'm not 'this-girl-just-can't-move-on' type. Seriously. I'm having fun with my self. Literally.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalo ditanya &lt;i&gt;move on&lt;/i&gt;, sekarang indikator &lt;i&gt;move on&lt;/i&gt; apa sih? Punya pacar lagi? Kalo memang itu, berarti aku belum &lt;i&gt;move on&lt;/i&gt;. Tapi kalo indikatornya, sudah nyaman dengan diri sendiri, nggak galau, nggak ribet. &lt;i&gt;YES, I'm *goddamit* moving ON!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm now officially in 'SINGLE-AND-SO-WHAT' phase.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Jadi, &lt;i&gt;please&lt;/i&gt;... JANGAN JODOHKAN SAYA LAGIII.... &lt;i&gt;I mean, with anyone&lt;/i&gt;. Mau itu saudara lo, anak lo, tetangga lo, sepupu lo, siapa-siapa-siapanya lo. &lt;i&gt;Thank you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neycito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-1156535941576638713?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1156535941576638713/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=1156535941576638713&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/1156535941576638713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/1156535941576638713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2012/01/single-and-so-what.html' title='Single and So What'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-7650115995232076674</id><published>2012-01-02T16:44:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T17:05:59.402+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencarian jati diri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solar plexus'/><title type='text'>Not a Love Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But don't you remember? Don't you remember?&lt;br /&gt;The reason you loved me&lt;br /&gt;Baby, please remember me once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time&lt;br /&gt;You thought of me&lt;br /&gt;Oh have you completely erased me from your memory&lt;br /&gt;I often think about where I went wrong&lt;br /&gt;The more I do the less I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have a fickle heart&lt;br /&gt;And a bitterness and a wandering eye and a heaviness in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave you the space so you could breathe,&lt;br /&gt;I kept my distance so you would be free,&lt;br /&gt;And hope that you find the missing piece,&lt;br /&gt;To bring you back to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you remember?&lt;br /&gt;Don't your remember?&lt;br /&gt;The reason you left me before&lt;br /&gt;Baby, please remember me once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will I see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I know I'm sooo pathetic that I have to post this as my first post in 2012.2011 was such amazing journey. But again I've learned so much, thank you. As I quoted from my lovely boss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to THANK YOU for the year 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who made me smile, thank you for the joy you brought into my life&lt;br /&gt;For those who filled my heart, thank you for the moments shared&lt;br /&gt;For those who stay, I value you more than anything&lt;br /&gt;For those who left, I know nothing last forever&lt;br /&gt;For those who made me cry, thank you for making myself stronger,&lt;br /&gt;For those who I made a mistake, my sincere apology as ordinary human being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year! Let's rock it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: As my 'close-friend' ;p said, &lt;b&gt;"it's not love story, it's a life lesson."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-7650115995232076674?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7650115995232076674/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=7650115995232076674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7650115995232076674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7650115995232076674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2012/01/not-love-story.html' title='Not a Love Story'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-5413032979686505409</id><published>2011-12-27T01:07:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T01:54:02.128+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencarian jati diri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solar plexus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>Don't You Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey &lt;i&gt;blackbird&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa yang terjadi denganmu? Kamu seharusnya bahagia. Pekerjaanmu, teman-temanmu, atasan-atasanmu, semua menyenangkan. Aku tahu ini titik terendahmu, aku sangat tahu. Tapi apalagi yang harus kulakukan untuk membuatmu bahagia? Apa lagi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku sangat tahu masalahmu, walaupun tidak ada sepatah katapun yang keluar dari bibirmu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waktumu yang tidak ada lagi untuk sekedar berbincang denganku?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salah satu sahabatmu yang sekarang jauh darimu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teman lamamu yang kembali menghantuimu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Atau cerita terakhirmu dengan sejuta pertanyaan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Atau efeknya pada dirimu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Atau fakta bahwa kamu tidak pernah menangis lagi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya ya, pasti semuanya, dan disimpulkan dengan yang terakhir kan? Mengapa? Karena kamu merasa tidak lagi punya hati?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku sangat tahu kamu hanya mencoba melindungi hatimu. Hati yang belum sembuh itu, hati yang tak sama lagi seperti dulu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku tahu rasanya. Rasa ketika perisai itu dicabut paksa ketika kamu sedang berselimut di dalamnya. Penghangat yang kamu tanam dalam-dalam berubah seketika menjadi es. Rasa teramanmu yang seketika berbalik menjadi mimpi burukmu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iya, lubang itu. Sejuta pertanyaan itu. Mengapa kamu? Mengapa dia? Mengapa saat itu? Apa salahmu? Mengapa semudah itu? Mengapa tidak ada air mata? Apa ini semacam lelucon kosmik alam semesta? Ya ya aku mengerti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ketika jalan mendatar ini bahkan terasa lebih buruk daripada lembah atau jalanan berbukit itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ditambah lagi tak ada lagi sahabatmu yang satu itu. Lubang hitam yang semakin menggerogotimu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya ya ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mungkin sudah saatnya kamu memikirkan saran sahabatmu. Mencoba kembali. Membiarkan hatimu dijahit kembali. Aku tahu kamu sedang sangat nyaman dengan kesendirianmu, namun apa yang akan kamu lakukan ketika malam datang? Pikirkan itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bukankah dia baik? Bukankah dia juga membiarkanmu menjadi dirimu sendiri? Mengertimu, dan tidak menyerah karenanya? Mengapa tidak bisa? Mungkin memang juga tidak untuk selamanya. Tapi biarkan dia menjahit hatimu. Menenangkanmu. Mengembalikannya seperti dulu, walaupun tidak sama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Belum. Mungkin belum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cepatlah sembuh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Solar-plexus.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#NP: Adele-Don't You Remember (&lt;i&gt;Don't you remember the reason you loved me before...&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-5413032979686505409?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5413032979686505409/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=5413032979686505409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5413032979686505409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5413032979686505409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/12/dont-you-remember.html' title='Don&apos;t You Remember'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-5207838311225450479</id><published>2011-12-26T06:01:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T06:02:39.588+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupidity'/><title type='text'>D-E-A-D</title><content type='html'>I can't be easy.&lt;div&gt;Really, I can't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so DEAD right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoosah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-5207838311225450479?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5207838311225450479/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=5207838311225450479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5207838311225450479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5207838311225450479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/12/d-e-d.html' title='D-E-A-D'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-69327408624621424</id><published>2011-12-24T22:44:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T23:51:55.927+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Exhausted! But happy about it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;November-Desember 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nggak berasa banget 2 bulan terakhir ini.  Pas sadar, tiba-tiba udah Natal aja. Kayaknya terakhir kali bisa merasakan hidup *apeu* itu pas awal November waktu acara raker kantor ke Pacet, Puncak. Setelah itu kayaknya hidupku di &lt;i&gt;fast forward&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiba-tiba dapet kabar, program spesial Natal yang dipegang si papa bos yang tadinya &lt;i&gt;cancel&lt;/i&gt;, mendadak jadi. Tiba-tiba aku harus ngurus ke Tapanuli mulai dari &lt;i&gt;budget&lt;/i&gt;, keperluan ini-itu, tiket PP, hotel, ikut bantuin riset, ngurus &lt;i&gt;driver&lt;/i&gt; di sana, sampe koordinasi ini-itu. Blaaaaah! Banyak banget, secara senin dikasih tau, jumat udah berangkat. Metong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seminggu berlalu begitu saja. Dengan penuh kenangan tentunya, secara Dinas Luar Kota pertama ya kan. Walaupun nggak semua tim asyik, &lt;i&gt;but I have new meats here&lt;/i&gt; (baca: teman baru)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seminggu di kantor, ngurusin semua-muanya untuk ke Larantuka. Pluuus, ngurusin editing  Tapanuli sebentar karena harus didelegasiin ke temen (karena akan ditinggal seminggu), plus editing acara &lt;i&gt;talkshow&lt;/i&gt; yang lama juga belum selesai. Tiap hari harus pulang pagi, dan mondar-mandir kantor-studio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seminggu berlalu lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiba-tiba jumatnya udah harus terbang ke Maumere. Dengan langkah gontai dan kepala pening. Tapi hati &lt;i&gt;excited&lt;/i&gt; kok. :) Untung di sana lancar, si papa bos juga asyik berats, plus tim yang berangkat wokeh semua tak terkecuali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiba-tiba udah harus balik ke Jakarta. Ngantor lagi. Tapi kali ini &lt;i&gt;full&lt;/i&gt; bantuin &lt;i&gt;editing&lt;/i&gt;. Dimulai dari drama-drama ga penting, tapi makin ke sini makin membaik. Lagi-lagi, si papa bos okeh luar biasah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seminggu di studio. 2 shift editing (9 pagi-2 pagi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dua minggu... masih di studio. Masih 2 shift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Di akhir minggu sempat ada kabar mengejutkan. Salah satu sahabatku mau pindah permanen ke Jogja. Dan sempat merasa ada di titik terendah, mungkin karena capek dan sedih kecampur-aduk. Sampe akhirnya ga sengaja keingetan lagi lagu Blackbird-nya The Beatles yang di-&lt;i&gt;cover&lt;/i&gt; sama Cameron Mitchell si ganteng. Lumayan jadi NOS di detik-detik terakhir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XVMnJHmcc40/TvYAsNrljjI/AAAAAAAAAg8/IXanMMSpM2Q/s1600/IMG_6156.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XVMnJHmcc40/TvYAsNrljjI/AAAAAAAAAg8/IXanMMSpM2Q/s320/IMG_6156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689735938815921714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Blackbird singing in the dead of night. Take these broken wings and learn to fly. All your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird fly, into the light of the dark black night."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minggu ketiga. Mulai hectic, karena bos-bos besar mau &lt;i&gt;preview&lt;/i&gt;, mulai tereksploitasi lagi demi program :)) tapi untungnyaaa, timnya okeeee berat! &lt;i&gt;So, really I don't mind&lt;/i&gt;. Sampe digosipin rajin karena editornya ganteng, diimpor langsung dari Korea. &lt;i&gt;Well&lt;/i&gt;, itu salah satu faktor (haha!), tapi faktor utamanya bukan itu. Serius deh. &lt;i&gt;It's simply because I love documentary and excited about it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;H-3 sebelum tayang. Makin tereksploitasi, mulai nginep-nginep di Studio. :)) Mulai diajakin tos sama editor-editor senior sambil mereka bilang, "&lt;i&gt;welcome to the club, PA of the month!&lt;/i&gt;" LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sampai tibalah hari ini. Akhirnya programnya jadi, walaupun akhirnya harus &lt;i&gt;streaming&lt;/i&gt; program sendiri. Trus jam segini mulai gatau harus ngapain. Secara ga bisa tidur juga. Karena kebiasaan begadang, jam tidur jadi kacau. &lt;i&gt;And begin to forget how to socialize with people. And ended up in front of this mac and blogging. And will end my perfect saturday night in about half an hour.&lt;/i&gt; :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;What a work&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ney.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s: &lt;i&gt;I really need holi-freaking-day, not just another day-off.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-69327408624621424?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/69327408624621424/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=69327408624621424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/69327408624621424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/69327408624621424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/12/exhausted-but-happy-about-it.html' title='Exhausted! But happy about it.'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XVMnJHmcc40/TvYAsNrljjI/AAAAAAAAAg8/IXanMMSpM2Q/s72-c/IMG_6156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-1725701168488875810</id><published>2011-12-11T23:46:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T00:31:26.354+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencarian jati diri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><title type='text'>Heaven-Seeker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was looking for heaven recently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought heaven's when I found my old things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought heaven's when I found friendship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought heaven's when I found 'man' I used to think 'the one'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was walking and running everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I was wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because old things would brake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friendship would end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this man turned out let down of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprisingly, I found it in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I don't have to go to Cappadocia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or Istanbul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or Iceland&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or anywhere else exotic in the whole world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I have to do is being peace with myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/380916_10150406967069807_706094806_8529146_699512065_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/380916_10150406967069807_706094806_8529146_699512065_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/388955_10150423762159807_706094806_8582702_672446711_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/388955_10150423762159807_706094806_8582702_672446711_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/390926_10150423763609807_706094806_8582709_1791924722_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/390926_10150423763609807_706094806_8582709_1791924722_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neycito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-1725701168488875810?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1725701168488875810/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=1725701168488875810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/1725701168488875810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/1725701168488875810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/12/heaven-seeker.html' title='Heaven-Seeker'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-3941579901822852866</id><published>2011-12-04T06:56:00.013+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T09:04:43.037+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencarian jati diri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prejudice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>Cerita dari Flores</title><content type='html'>Haihoo, akhirnyaa setelah 8 hari terputus dengan dunia luar --sebenernya nggak segitunya juga sih, tapi berhubung provider BB-ku XL dan di Flores ternyata sama sekali nggak ada sinyal XL jadi &lt;i&gt;no pang ping&lt;/i&gt; selama 8 hari deh yay! &lt;i&gt;And now&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;i'm back to the J-town! So, what have I missed?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anyway&lt;/i&gt;, entah kenapa &lt;i&gt;trip&lt;/i&gt; kemarin terasa lebih spiritual. Maksudku bukan spiritual yang religius yah, tapi lebih ke 'mengenal diri sendiri'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;God always be kind to me. Somehow,&lt;/i&gt; Dia tau kalo aku akhir-akhir ini nggak punya waktu untuk berkontemplasi dengan diri sendiri (cailah!). Tapi serius deh, secara nggak sadar, selama 7 bulan kerja, aku nggak pernah sempat memikirkan diri sendiri. Selalu keluarga, kantor, teman, tabungan &lt;i&gt;*eh*&lt;/i&gt;. Begitu seterusnya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi &lt;i&gt;trip&lt;/i&gt; kali ini beda. Beda sama sebelumnya, waktu ke Tapanuli. Entah kenapa, yang kali ini lebih santai, tapi lebih dalem aja gitu. Mungkin karena di Flores &lt;i&gt;I got the chance to socialize with locals, which I didn't have in Tapanuli.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan aku belajar satu hal. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;There's so much more beyond the eyes could see.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jadi &lt;i&gt;proverb&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;"don't judge a book by its cover"&lt;/i&gt; itu BENER BANGET. Trus bukannya sebelumnya aku nge-&lt;i&gt;judge&lt;/i&gt; juga sih, tapi kebiasaanku, dulu aku masih punya apa yaa... semacam 'generalisasi' buat orang-orang yang aku kelompokin ke label-label tertentu. Contoh kayak aku yang 'anak bungsu' sering banget dikelompokin ke label 'anak manja', 'anak kecil', dst. Kalo ada yang nanya "Ney, kamu anak ke berapa sih?" dan setelah dapet jawaban anak terakhir, mereka langsung, "pantes..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cover&lt;/i&gt; itu apa yaa... cuma topeng terluar aja, yang mau ditunjukin ke orang. &lt;i&gt;If you want to know me more, come to me, let's get closer then.&lt;/i&gt; Padahal selama ini aku juga begitu, tapi aku nggak sadar selama ini BANYAK juga yang sama kayak gitu juga. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contohnya si teman yang satu ini. &lt;i&gt;*semoga dia nggak baca, ya... :P *&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waaw, dia itu sasaran empuk deh kalo orang mau lihat dia dari &lt;i&gt;cover&lt;/i&gt;-nya. Dan dia juga bukan orang yang protes kalo kita &lt;i&gt;misjudgement&lt;/i&gt;. Aku pun sama. Pertama kali ngeliat dia, seram luar biasah! Secara &lt;i&gt;physically&lt;/i&gt;, ga usah dilanjutin hahah... :)) &lt;i&gt;*dia pasti ngakak abis kalo baca*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi ternyata... Baik banget. Secara di sana aku cewek sendiri, dan kalo dia mau cuek-cuek aja kayak yang lain, selagi aku ngurus ini-itu &lt;i&gt;with locals&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;'which-turns-out-I'm-too-naive-to-deal-with-them'&lt;/i&gt; sendirian, pun bisa. Secara bukan &lt;i&gt;job desk&lt;/i&gt; dia. Tapi ternyata justru dia yang nemenin. Dia yang maju kalo orangnya seram-seram, mulai dari aku dicolekin tukang minta-minta, sampe nawar harga sama penjual bertampang seram. Haha, &lt;i&gt;thank you&lt;/i&gt; mas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ternyata, banyak cerita di balik semua 'sketsa' yang terukir di badannya itu. Ternyata ternyata ternyata. Banyak ternyata. Padahal sebelum berangkat, aku udah dinasehatin banyak orang karena aku cewek satu-satunya di dalam tim, dan ada dia. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku belajar banyak dari dia. Nggak semua orang harus tau cerita kita. Dan &lt;i&gt;no big deal&lt;/i&gt; kalo orang salah menilai kita atau punya &lt;i&gt;prejudice&lt;/i&gt; sama kita. Dan jangan takut kehilangan teman. Karena selama kita jadi orang baik, mau &lt;i&gt;cover&lt;/i&gt; kita kayak apa juga, sahabat dan keluarga lah yang lebih tau kita. Yang paling penting, kita nyaman dengan diri kita sendiri, peduli amat dengan kata orang. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pantes ya, biar serem gitu, anak-anak, anjing, &lt;i&gt;random people&lt;/i&gt; sampe &lt;i&gt;host&lt;/i&gt;-nya Jejak Petualang pada nempeeeel semua. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0OlINIMloEg/TtrNtKEi5VI/AAAAAAAAAgA/foiFuexWvq4/s1600/IMG_7321.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0OlINIMloEg/TtrNtKEi5VI/AAAAAAAAAgA/foiFuexWvq4/s320/IMG_7321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682080055562528082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kalo bukan orang iseng dan agak gila kayak dia, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nggak akan bisa bikin 1 gereja pose imyut kayak gini. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The over-tanned girl&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neycito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.s:&lt;/b&gt; Foto-foto lain menyusul di &lt;i&gt;post&lt;/i&gt; berikutnya ya. Psssst, &lt;i&gt;deep down&lt;/i&gt;, suka ngiri nggak sih cowok baik-baik model begini pasti udah punya pacar yang rruaarrr biasah. Qiqiqiqiqq. &lt;i&gt;Peace&lt;/i&gt; ah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-3941579901822852866?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3941579901822852866/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=3941579901822852866&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3941579901822852866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3941579901822852866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/12/cerita-dari-flores.html' title='Cerita dari Flores'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0OlINIMloEg/TtrNtKEi5VI/AAAAAAAAAgA/foiFuexWvq4/s72-c/IMG_7321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-3749414554906686025</id><published>2011-11-20T23:08:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T23:24:59.740+07:00</updated><title type='text'>DLK #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;DLK atau Dinas Luar Kota. &lt;i&gt;Finally&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah 6 bulan aku kerja, akhirnya kebagian juga dinas luar kota. Pertama kali DLK, lokasinya ke Tapanuli Utara. Siapa sangka, jalan-jalan keliling Tapanuli bisa begitu menyenangkan, walaupun capek luar biasa. Untungnya aku dikelilingi orang-orang ini. Yaa, walaupun ada dramanya juga :P tapi lihat sisi baiknya. Saya bekerja, liburan, senang-senang, belajar banyak hal, punya teman-teman baru, &lt;i&gt;and got some extra money from that. How cool was that, really.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa foto lebih bisa menggambarkan ketimbang tulisan. &lt;i&gt;So here they are&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/384584_10150380362009807_706094806_8442669_2078222556_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/384584_10150380362009807_706094806_8442669_2078222556_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Siapa bilang Tapanuli nggak eksotis? Ayo ngaku! :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/312190_10150379817769807_706094806_8439659_2052077547_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/312190_10150379817769807_706094806_8439659_2052077547_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yang lain kerja, saya sibuk foto-fotoin yang kerja. :P&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/390363_10150380373934807_706094806_8442696_928694746_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/390363_10150380373934807_706094806_8442696_928694746_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sumpah, di lokasi ini, berasa banget 'Tibet'-nya!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/317494_10150382090354807_706094806_8450641_1040666383_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/317494_10150382090354807_706094806_8450641_1040666383_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inspirasi. :P&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/297636_10150379845279807_706094806_8439811_490719413_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/297636_10150379845279807_706094806_8439811_490719413_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dua orang inilah yang mem-bully saya selama seminggu. Resiko jadi yang paling kecil. :|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan minggu depan, saya akan kembali ber-DLK ria ke Maumere, Flores. Woohoo! &lt;i&gt;Exciteeeed&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doakan saya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neysa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-3749414554906686025?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3749414554906686025/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=3749414554906686025&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3749414554906686025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3749414554906686025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/11/dlk-1.html' title='DLK #1'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-4041673751695351658</id><published>2011-10-29T14:59:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T18:00:11.590+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencarian jati diri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>Look Closer</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TIlgOwuWtaU/TquxIH1XjsI/AAAAAAAAAfc/NJc_PLFwpXM/s1600/Photo+on+2011-10-20+at+21.08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TIlgOwuWtaU/TquxIH1XjsI/AAAAAAAAAfc/NJc_PLFwpXM/s320/Photo+on+2011-10-20+at+21.08.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;God never really leave me alone.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Dua kata basi yang selalu diucapkan orang-orang, tapi nggak ada yang pernah benar-benar bisa memaknai dua hal tersebut, apalagi prakteknya. Bersyukur dan ikhlas. Termasuk aku.&amp;nbsp;Apalagi di fase baru di kehidupanku. Ngeluuuh aja bawaannya. Apalagi kalo ngeliat rumput tetangga, kok kayaknya ijo bener ya.&amp;nbsp;Ya gitulah, apa aja dikeluhin. Yang sebenernya bisa untuk nggak dikeluhin, juga pasti dikeluhin. Dari jamnya, kegiatannya, orang-orangnya, susah dikit ngeluh, capek dikit ngeluh, things go wrong ngeluh. Ditambah dengan orang-orang di sekeliling yang berpikiran hal yang sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi coba deh lihat lagi. Really? How dare me to complain for things I've ever really wanted to! Ya, aku memang pernah sangat-sangat menginginkannya. Dan ketika Allah benar-benar memberinya, memberi kesempatan untuk benar-benar belajar, apa lantas pantas kalo aku menyerah sebelum benar-benar berusaha mencintainya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I looked closer, and found that it's not that bad. Nggak seburuk itu, kok. Di antara jam-jam tersebut, memang ada jam-jam paling sibuk-mau-mati, tapi juga BANYAK idle time-nya. Banyak waktu istirahatnya. Dan aku banyak belajar. Untuk hal-hal yang dari dulu memang membuatku penasaran. Dan orang-orangnya. Di antara orang-orang nggak enak itu, I'm surrounded by angels. Bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai aku berada pada satu titik kesimpulan. God never ever really let myself feel lonely. No matter how hard it'd be, God never leave me by myself. God sent me those beautiful people to help me. Alhamdulillah.&amp;nbsp;Nggak ada yang benar-benar pasti dengan masa depan. Mengapa begitu fokus dengan masa depan, dan jadi lupa kalo masa depan itu dimulai dari hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why complain? Menambah kualitas keikhlasan untuk hal-hal kecil yang lupa kita syukuri juga nggak ada salahnya. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEY.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-4041673751695351658?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4041673751695351658/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=4041673751695351658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/4041673751695351658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/4041673751695351658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/10/look-closer.html' title='Look Closer'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TIlgOwuWtaU/TquxIH1XjsI/AAAAAAAAAfc/NJc_PLFwpXM/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-10-20+at+21.08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-2061765586359472318</id><published>2011-10-12T23:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T23:54:39.473+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Lost</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since the last post. Bekerja itu melelahkan, jenderal! Tapi yang paling aku suka dari pekerjaan ini, orang-orangnya. SUMPAH, nggak pernah segokil ini. Mungkin karena kita berada di kondisi yang sama kali ya, jadi dapet banget suka dukanya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi karena tingkat kestressan kita yang luar biasa, dan rencana-rencana utopis kita yang cuma jadi wacana. Akhirnya weekend kemarin kami memutuskan untuk "YEA WE'LL GET FREAKING LOST IN JAKARTA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi intinya kita nggak tau mau kemana, ngapain, berapa. NO PLAN AT ALL. All we need is just the basic things. A ride, money, blackberry, freaking-lost-buddy, laptop, DSLR, toy cam, tripod, and press ID *just in case we got stopped by police*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meluncuuurrrr! Kemana kaki melangkah, or should I say wheels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rYplD7leqSU/TpXDNmxGtwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/u6K2cc5UQ-Y/s1600/DSC_3531.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rYplD7leqSU/TpXDNmxGtwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/u6K2cc5UQ-Y/s320/DSC_3531.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mendadak pingin D'Cost, langsung melipir.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;First Destination: PLANETARIUM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah ide ini muncul dari mana awalnya, tiba-tiba kita berempat punya ide ke planetarium. Simply because nggak ada satupun dari kita yang pernah ke sana. And it's the beginning phase of idiocy. Karena kita nggak tau dimana! LOL. Untungnya kita udah sempat nyari-nyari info, dan lokasi. HAHA. Yea right, kita adalah empat orang Jakarta yang nggak tau jalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And planetarium wasn't bad at all. If you want some peace, this will be the right place. Hanya mengeluarkan kocek Rp 4000, langsung nonton. Walaupun di setengah film saya terlelap. Don't blame me. Remang-remang, dingin, ngeliat bintang-bintang bisa langsung bikin aku mati suri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Destination: KOTA TUA DJAKARTA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basi ya. Apalagi sekarang makin banyak PENJUAL di alun-alunnya. Dammit, beneran ganggu. Tapi akhirnya kita nemuin tempat yang sepi juga, dan lucu buat foto-foto. Sambil nyobain fisheye baru pemberian @RyanArdhiBob. Yippiy. Sempat nyemil rujak sama sop buah juga di sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucunya, pas kita mau pulang, tiba-tiba ada bapak-ibu gitu manggil aku. Mereka nanya, "Dek itu kamera ya?" Sambil nunjuk fisheyeku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"IYA! LUCU YA!" *heboh sendiri*&lt;br /&gt;Dan mereka bilang, "Lucu ya mainan anak-anak jaman sekarang."&lt;br /&gt;-_______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dAiJW0ZgYl0/TpXEINtc_TI/AAAAAAAAAfU/TVyCTOfl5Ew/s1600/DSC_3538.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dAiJW0ZgYl0/TpXEINtc_TI/AAAAAAAAAfU/TVyCTOfl5Ew/s320/DSC_3538.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Model paksaan... dan gratisan :))&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/302191_10150316424064807_706094806_8117483_1531286512_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/302191_10150316424064807_706094806_8117483_1531286512_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Klak-Klik-Klak-Klik. And a lil photoshop-touchy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Destination: SABANG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perut mulai demonstrasi. Atau cacingnya? Akhirnya, setelah berbingung-bingung ria, kita memutuskan untuk pergi ke Sabang! Walaupun kita nggak tau Sabang itu dimana. :)) Anyway, thanks kepada plang jalan. Akhirnya ketemu, dan kita berhenti di tempat makan pertama yang kita lihat. Gambling abis, tapi seruuu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi makanannya biasa aja sih, dan rada mahal. Errr... Namanya juga gambling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Destination *kok serem ya*: MCD STC - KANTOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyari dessert, pilihan akhirnya jatuh ke Flurry Double Choco-nya McD. Yang belum pernah nyoba, harus coba. Karena, sumpah enak! Daaaan, dengan setengah mata yang tertutup, dan menyeret-nyeret pedal gas, akhirnya sampai juga ke kantor. Dan berpisah dengan teman-teman gila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a crazy day. Next time, luar kota please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/307282_10150326451419807_706094806_8174424_765427959_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/307282_10150326451419807_706094806_8174424_765427959_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Buka photobooth di jalan. Sarap!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best regards,&lt;br /&gt;Si Gadis Impulsif.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-2061765586359472318?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2061765586359472318/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=2061765586359472318&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/2061765586359472318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/2061765586359472318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/10/get-lost.html' title='Get Lost'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rYplD7leqSU/TpXDNmxGtwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/u6K2cc5UQ-Y/s72-c/DSC_3531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-6932222990673113733</id><published>2011-08-05T09:07:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T09:09:50.232+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Kompas TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lswa-i8DQtY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I work all this time. Enjoy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ney.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-6932222990673113733?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6932222990673113733/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=6932222990673113733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6932222990673113733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6932222990673113733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/08/kompas-tv.html' title='Kompas TV'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lswa-i8DQtY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-41535014927969218</id><published>2011-07-31T19:45:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T19:54:13.620+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>Facts at Work</title><content type='html'>Some of you maybe wonder what do I do. Here are some clues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BAjcGuAttXg/TjVPYDXpWWI/AAAAAAAAAfA/7QqQux-pWgU/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B20.31%2B%25234.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-BAjcGuAttXg/TjVPYDXpWWI/AAAAAAAAAfA/7QqQux-pWgU/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B20.31%2B%25234.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635497783363983714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XpcQ5j-jOR8/TjVPYL6q7rI/AAAAAAAAAe4/cOIiTY8wHy8/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B20.38.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-XpcQ5j-jOR8/TjVPYL6q7rI/AAAAAAAAAe4/cOIiTY8wHy8/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B20.38.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635497785658371762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mW1YStQfW5s/TjVPX7vo0nI/AAAAAAAAAew/hAzQDAnstus/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B20.43%2B%25233.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-mW1YStQfW5s/TjVPX7vo0nI/AAAAAAAAAew/hAzQDAnstus/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B20.43%2B%25233.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635497781317128818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, right... :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New friends, new meats. Yumm! #drooling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-41535014927969218?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/41535014927969218/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=41535014927969218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/41535014927969218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/41535014927969218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/07/facts-at-work.html' title='Facts at Work'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BAjcGuAttXg/TjVPYDXpWWI/AAAAAAAAAfA/7QqQux-pWgU/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B20.31%2B%25234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-7358402994799461028</id><published>2011-07-31T10:38:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T19:40:47.734+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencarian jati diri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Not-So-Love-Letter</title><content type='html'>I don't know whom I'm talking with, so here I am talking to my self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope, one day he would read this. No matter where he will be in the future. That I've ever loved him, and cared about him. I really did. A lot. But I just can't accept the fact that you've changed. Did you notice that? I do understand that you're a busy bee, the fact that you didn't get excited anymore when you see me, that you wanna spend your little spare time with your friends instead of me. I really do understand, that you need spaces. I do. I've tried so damn hard to bring our butterflies back. You know, I could bring back mine, but yours are out of my control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something that you said to me, really open my eyes. Wide.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna hold you from the one you'll be loved. With all your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if someone, in the future ask, "What happened? Why it didn't work out?" You could just answered it with a simple line, "What always happened, life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me. I've tried. I stucked. And I lost my self. And it doesn't suppose to go like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a phase that I'm sure of with you, that at that time, I wanna build my future with you. But you've changed. Among billions characters in the world I could tolerate, you've changed to be someone I really couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night, I pray, I cry, just to beg to God to bring the-old-version-of-you back to me, if you're my one. I just can't take another game, another drama. I just can't, dear Almighty God. I just wanna have a simple life, as simple as I love him and he loves me back. Loves me for who I am, my passion, my life, and my family. For their best and worst. Just like I'll do to his. Is that so bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now I haven't stop my praying, if you're asking. I still do have faith, of you, right now. Miracles do happen, I believe. And if they don't, they will. They will find you someone you love and loves you back, and me too. I will always love you, in a different way. But maybe, this is the last time I use one of my particular label for my articles. I dont know how God works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Live well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-7358402994799461028?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7358402994799461028/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=7358402994799461028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7358402994799461028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7358402994799461028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/07/not-so-love-letter.html' title='Not-So-Love-Letter'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-6099591352377209275</id><published>2011-07-24T11:40:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T11:47:48.411+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencarian jati diri'/><title type='text'>Nowhere</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to believe anymore.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God, I beg You. Help me. I'm lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please, show me the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really begging You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-6099591352377209275?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6099591352377209275/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=6099591352377209275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6099591352377209275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6099591352377209275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/07/nowhere.html' title='Nowhere'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-6875095254257119580</id><published>2011-07-17T23:05:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T09:24:21.300+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>Kak Iga's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7vWDNuhUtJw/TiMJXipYNOI/AAAAAAAAAeo/lvA91SSr_4M/s1600/IMG_4018.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7vWDNuhUtJw/TiMJXipYNOI/AAAAAAAAAeo/lvA91SSr_4M/s320/IMG_4018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630354259185251554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LgOM7mZiZGA/TiMJXIPFuYI/AAAAAAAAAeg/aVW3Uptrq9w/s1600/IMG_3982.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LgOM7mZiZGA/TiMJXIPFuYI/AAAAAAAAAeg/aVW3Uptrq9w/s320/IMG_3982.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630354252095666562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. So my high school friend claimed me cause I never update my blog.&lt;div&gt;Sooo, because I don't know what to write, here I am posting our 'hang-out'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feels like HUNDRED years since I hang-out with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One word. FUN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s: Happy newlywed to my dear sister, Iga Ismaya. Best wishes! Woohoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-6875095254257119580?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6875095254257119580/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=6875095254257119580&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6875095254257119580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6875095254257119580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/07/kak-igas.html' title='Kak Iga&apos;s'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7vWDNuhUtJw/TiMJXipYNOI/AAAAAAAAAeo/lvA91SSr_4M/s72-c/IMG_4018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-2710069668929273647</id><published>2011-07-03T11:16:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T11:25:57.143+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencarian jati diri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>Through The Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://neyseetheworld.tumblr.com/photo/1280/3179089753/1/tumblr_lgalejxeYC1qfozbc"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 429px; height: 285px;" src="http://neyseetheworld.tumblr.com/photo/1280/3179089753/1/tumblr_lgalejxeYC1qfozbc" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you get caught in the rain&lt;br /&gt;With nowhere to run&lt;br /&gt;When you’re distraught and in pain&lt;br /&gt;Without anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We keep prayin’ to saved&lt;br /&gt;But nobody comes&lt;br /&gt;And you feel so far away&lt;br /&gt;That you just can’t&lt;br /&gt;Find your way home&lt;br /&gt;You can get there alone&lt;br /&gt;It’s okay&lt;br /&gt;What you say is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;I can stand up once again&lt;br /&gt;On my own and I know&lt;br /&gt;That I’m strong enough to mend&lt;br /&gt;And every time I feel afraid&lt;br /&gt;I hold tighter to my faith&lt;br /&gt;And I live one more day&lt;br /&gt;And I make it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you keep falling down&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you dare give in&lt;br /&gt;You will arise safe and sound&lt;br /&gt;So keep pressing on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step fastly&lt;br /&gt;And you’ll find what you need&lt;br /&gt;To prepare&lt;br /&gt;What you say is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;I can stand up once again&lt;br /&gt;On my own and I know&lt;br /&gt;That I’m strong enough to mend&lt;br /&gt;And every time I feel afraid&lt;br /&gt;I hold tighter to my faith&lt;br /&gt;And I live one more day&lt;br /&gt;And I make it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the wind moves&lt;br /&gt;And shadows grow close&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be afraid&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing you can’t face&lt;br /&gt;And sure they tell you&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never pull through&lt;br /&gt;Don’t hesitate&lt;br /&gt;Stay calm and sane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;I can stand up once again&lt;br /&gt;On my own and I know&lt;br /&gt;That I’m strong enough to mend&lt;br /&gt;And every time I feel afraid&lt;br /&gt;I hold tighter to my faith&lt;br /&gt;And I live one more day&lt;br /&gt;And I make it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Yes I'll hold my faith tighter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-2710069668929273647?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2710069668929273647/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=2710069668929273647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/2710069668929273647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/2710069668929273647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/07/through-rain.html' title='Through The Rain'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-3450191501821777084</id><published>2011-06-03T21:18:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T21:33:37.533+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Thing Annoys Me: This Rude Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs50/f/2009/278/1/9/get_lost_by_luckluvlust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs50/f/2009/278/1/9/get_lost_by_luckluvlust.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be rude to your friends just to make you look cool.&lt;br /&gt;That's NOT cool, dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just.... GROW UP! AND GET LOST! For Godsake.&lt;br /&gt;MYOB. Would you?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-3450191501821777084?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3450191501821777084/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=3450191501821777084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3450191501821777084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3450191501821777084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/06/thing-annoys-me-this-rude-guy.html' title='Thing Annoys Me: This Rude Guy'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-6998025665272057404</id><published>2011-05-21T11:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T11:26:21.455+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencarian jati diri'/><title type='text'>BMT #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/230998_2052433233159_1314375692_2444499_5649676_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 429px; height: 278px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/230998_2052433233159_1314375692_2444499_5649676_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wish me the very luck,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-6998025665272057404?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6998025665272057404/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=6998025665272057404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6998025665272057404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6998025665272057404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/bmt-3.html' title='BMT #3'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-4307609766791889393</id><published>2011-05-15T12:15:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T12:59:23.395+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>59th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I was a child...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad picked me up to my room when I fell asleep in front of TV&lt;br /&gt;Dad cheered me up when I was sad&lt;br /&gt;Dad bought me dolls to make me happy&lt;br /&gt;Dad protected me from bad people&lt;br /&gt;Dad believed in me, even when I didn't believe in myself&lt;br /&gt;Dad taught me how to be a good and respected lady&lt;br /&gt;Dad let me know what is a good man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I met my boyfriend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He picked me up when I fainted at school&lt;br /&gt;He cheers me up when I was sad&lt;br /&gt;He bought me flowers to make me happy&lt;br /&gt;He protects me from bad people&lt;br /&gt;He believes in me, even when I don't believe in myself&lt;br /&gt;He treats me like I'm a good and respected lady&lt;br /&gt;He proved me that it's true, there's a good man, just like my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, dad. Very much. As always.&lt;br /&gt;Happy 59th! :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VWd57vMoVUs/Tc9o_-nHOII/AAAAAAAAAeU/01kkg06C6tg/s1600/IMG_2537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VWd57vMoVUs/Tc9o_-nHOII/AAAAAAAAAeU/01kkg06C6tg/s320/IMG_2537.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606815509447653506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From your 'still-nobody' daughter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-4307609766791889393?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4307609766791889393/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=4307609766791889393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/4307609766791889393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/4307609766791889393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/59th.html' title='59th'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VWd57vMoVUs/Tc9o_-nHOII/AAAAAAAAAeU/01kkg06C6tg/s72-c/IMG_2537.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-5614848381063900720</id><published>2011-05-12T22:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T03:28:19.986+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencarian jati diri'/><title type='text'>Motivations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkvonxxvbj1qb2gc9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkvonxxvbj1qb2gc9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkvorjRgln1qb2gc9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 351px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkvorjRgln1qb2gc9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkvotgiluh1qb2gc9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkvotgiluh1qb2gc9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sumber: Tumblr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L O V E  I T !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: They right about how many wolves 'out there', but the thing is I'm just a damn puppy. Wuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-5614848381063900720?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5614848381063900720/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=5614848381063900720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5614848381063900720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5614848381063900720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/motivations.html' title='Motivations'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-4248240545340272394</id><published>2011-05-07T08:55:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T12:10:14.902+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencarian jati diri'/><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/228481_10150170271619807_706094806_6911790_5027534_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 261px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/228481_10150170271619807_706094806_6911790_5027534_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sunrise at the office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah menunggu selama lebih dari sebulan, dan menganggur selama dua bulan, AKHIRNYA... Nggak tau juga sih ini sebenarnya sudah bisa disebut pekerjaan atau belum, tapi memang saya masih dibayar untuk belajar. And, alhamdulillah this thing really is my dream job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you, like my bestfriend, maybe wondering, "Have you been a zombie?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaa karena itu tadi, kok mau-maunya dateng ke kantor pas matahari belum terbit, dan pulang dari kantor setelah matahari terbenam. And the answer is, maybe I'm an excited zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't lie, it's exhausting, but I really am enjoying it! I can't wait myself busier than this, actually. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait where life leads me to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: I maybe can't actively post some articles or photos on this blog and &lt;a href="http://neyseetheworld.tumblr.com/"&gt;tumblr&lt;/a&gt; in the future, boohoo me, but I will do my best. Anyhoo, my new friends are THE BEST! I can't believe how blessed I am, alhamdulillah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-4248240545340272394?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4248240545340272394/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=4248240545340272394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/4248240545340272394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/4248240545340272394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-600335131569839225</id><published>2011-04-29T20:38:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T20:47:04.317+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Royal Wedding</title><content type='html'>Everyone who followed Royal Wedding maybe noticed Kissing Moments in Balcony Appearance. But did you notice this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SGpuCuGRwEQ/Tbq_6hVm1uI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ReK_aPuIyf0/s1600/will%2526kate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SGpuCuGRwEQ/Tbq_6hVm1uI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ReK_aPuIyf0/s320/will%2526kate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601000098690946786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cute little girl! I know it must be sooo loud out there... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checkmate! Catherine, you've taken the king!&lt;br /&gt;Congratulation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: pic &lt;a href="http://foto.detik.com/readfoto/2011/04/29/200411/1628977/431/2/"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt; with a lil of my own modification.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-600335131569839225?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/600335131569839225/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=600335131569839225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/600335131569839225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/600335131569839225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/royal-wedding.html' title='Royal Wedding'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SGpuCuGRwEQ/Tbq_6hVm1uI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ReK_aPuIyf0/s72-c/will%2526kate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-2655551678687271172</id><published>2011-04-25T15:23:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T16:42:07.544+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencarian jati diri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kuliah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>Miracles Do Happen Everyday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ucapan Terima Kasih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepada Allah SWT, atas semua hal yang telah Engkau hadiahkan untukku: jalan terbaik, orang-orang terbaik, dan segala kemudahan. Terima kasih Engkau masih berkenan mendengarkan doa hamba. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I couldn't ask for more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk kedua orang tua, (nama orang tua), atas semua &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;support&lt;/span&gt;-nya, mulai dari finansial, moril, spiritual, bahkan 'kartu pers'-nya. Terima kasih juga atas pertanyaan-pertanyaannya yang akhirnya membuat saya 'gerah' juga. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I may not the best kid in the world for you, guys, but you're absolutely the greatest parents ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk (nama pembimbing), pembimbing terbaik yang bisa didapat seorang mahasiswa. Terima kasih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan yang terakhir, untuk Olan Maulana, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes you, my not-so-stranger lover. Thank you for the critiques, loves, and beliefs. Even when I don't believe in myself. Thank you for existing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi nggak sengaja ketemu skripsi sendiri, dan ngebaca (lagi) ucapan terima kasihnya. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haa&lt;/span&gt;, telat banget ya baru &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;posting&lt;/span&gt; ini sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi inget waktu bikin ucapan terima kasih ini bener-bener dadakan banget, karena udah terlanjur ke tempat fotokopi, dan tentu saja mepet dengan deadline (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yea right, I'm Ms. Deadliner&lt;/span&gt;), dan nggak sempet untuk bolak-balik lagi cuma buat mikirin ucapan terima kasih. Untungnya saya bawa laptop. Alhasil bikin langsung jadi aja deh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haa&lt;/span&gt;, teringat pula masa-masa bikin skripsi. Yang. Benar. Benar. Nggak. Mudah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulai dari gonta-ganti judul -- nggak cuma 1, atau 2, tapi 3 kali -- gara-gara narasumbernya kejauhan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kek&lt;/span&gt;, nggak mau diwawancara &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kek&lt;/span&gt;, sampe ada yang NGGAK PUNYA DATA. Oh Indonesiaku tercinta. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the lowest point of my life.&lt;/span&gt; Dan yang pasti sih melawan diri sendiri itu yang susah, apalagi setelah ganti judul. Kok &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yaa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;-nya susah ilangnya. Bayangkan aja, selama 3 kali ganti judul, berapa bulan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;-nya kalau ditotal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau ditanya gimana akhirnya kok bisa bangkit lagi, sebenarnya prosesnya agak aneh. Saya itu memang tipe orang yang senang 'menyiksa' diri sendiri. Dikala orang-orang harus disemangati supaya bisa bangkit, saya butuh dimaki-maki. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And thanks God, my boyfriend did that&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nggak maki-maki juga sih sebenarnya, tapi lumayan pedas juga. Dan komentar itu selalu datang di saat-saat tak terduga, misal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Duh, capek nih yang,"&lt;br /&gt;"Kamu kan nggak ngapa-ngapain, kok bisa capek? Kerjain sana skripsinya!"&lt;br /&gt;"......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kamu udah ngerjain skripsi belum?"&lt;br /&gt;"Belum. Abis aku nggak ngerti."&lt;br /&gt;"Gimana mau ngerti, orang nggak pernah dikerjain."&lt;br /&gt;"....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kejam memang. Tapi benar. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate that, especially when he's right&lt;/span&gt;. X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V4CGnEEYd7A/TbU87GQB1RI/AAAAAAAAAeE/HFCKIbtCIHY/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-01-30%2Bat%2B16.09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V4CGnEEYd7A/TbU87GQB1RI/AAAAAAAAAeE/HFCKIbtCIHY/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-01-30%2Bat%2B16.09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599448697692869906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi komentar-komentar itu yang bikin aku merasa tercambuk, selain fakta bahwa orang tua yang akan pensiun, dan yang lainnya juga. Belum lagi si pembimbing yang nggak membantu banget karena doyan banget ngejatuhin mental orang. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Plus&lt;/span&gt;, tidak banyak menolong di saat sidang. Contoh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tuh Ney, kayak si A dong. Udah beres, tinggal revisi kecil-kecilan" Padahal si A ada di sebelah saya. Dan tebak aja, mukanya udah sombong berat, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cyiin&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, kamu ke mana aja? Giliran mepet-mepet baru muncul."&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's see&lt;/span&gt;. Nggak janji ya bisa lulus Februari."&lt;br /&gt;"Mending kamu bayar buat semester depan, udah nggak mungkin ini mah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atau pas sidang waktu dibantai dosen lain,&lt;br /&gt;"Bukannya bagian ini udah kita bahas ya? Kok nggak diganti?" Padahal demi Allah, dia nggak bilang apa-apa waku bimbingan. Malah dia bilang bagus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atau pas saya nge-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;joke&lt;/span&gt; biar nggak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt; saat sebelum mulai sidang, tiba-tiba dia bilang, "Kayaknya nggak lucu ya, kita mulai aja." Padahal dosen-dosen lain senyum-senyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau sekarang dipikir-pikir, kok bisa ya saya nggak emosi? Kok bisa betah ya? Padahal saya itu emosiaaaaaann banget orangnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, saya juga nggak lupa juga waktu dia bilang gini saat bimbingan terakhir,&lt;br /&gt;"Wah padahal saya pikir kamu nggak akan selesai, ternyata selesai juga."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atau di depan orang lain, saya dijadikan contoh karena skripsi saya bisa beres dalam waktu 6 minggu. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Six hell weeks, hell yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atau pada saat tanda tangan terakhir, saya sempat bertanya pada dia, dimana si A. Mengapa saya tidak melihatnya pada saat sidang. Dan dia menjawab,&lt;br /&gt;"Oh si A nggak bisa sidang, karena nilai TOEFL-nya nggak memenuhi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See? Miracles happen every single day. All you have to do is work your ass off and just believe&lt;/span&gt;. Anjingnya banyak banget soalnya. Nggak usah didengerin. Dan itulah mengapa di salah satu poin terima kasih saya ada beliau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My favourite quote&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't say "God, I have a big problem", but "Problem, I have a bigger God" instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-2655551678687271172?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2655551678687271172/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=2655551678687271172&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/2655551678687271172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/2655551678687271172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/miracles-do-happen-everyday.html' title='Miracles Do Happen Everyday'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V4CGnEEYd7A/TbU87GQB1RI/AAAAAAAAAeE/HFCKIbtCIHY/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-01-30%2Bat%2B16.09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-6455073500393019220</id><published>2011-04-19T23:18:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T00:04:25.633+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>Ter-lam-bat</title><content type='html'>Seorang teman perjalanan saya beberapa waktu yang lalu, sekarang telah melanglang buana (bukan nama universitas) kemana-mana. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You named it&lt;/span&gt;-lah, dia udah pernah. Oke, nggak segitunya sih, yah tapi banyaklah. Nggak nyangka aja, ternyata orang yang waktu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;traveling&lt;/span&gt; pertama kali-nya bareng saya itu sekarang udah jadi pengelana. Canggih deh. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She had such a commitment to do so, than I do&lt;/span&gt;. Padahal saya yang ngakunya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;traveler&lt;/span&gt;. Maklum, belum punya duit sendiri, buu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lain lagi dengan senior seperjuangan saya di kampus. Di kampus dulu, dia tipe yang nyari aman. Yaah semacam, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I choose this class just because it's easy to have an A&lt;/span&gt;." I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nstead pushing yourself. At least, that's what I thought.&lt;/span&gt; Karena ngeliat argumen-argumen beliau yang biasa saja. Bukan, bukan dibandingkan saya (tentu saja), tapi dibandingkan dengan teman-teman saya yang saya anggap jenius. Siapa yang tau ternyata beliau sekarang melanjutkan studinya di bidang perempuan. Padahal saya yang lebih dulu ngaku feminis, dan sedikit banyak mengenalkan kepada beliau mengenai -isme yang satu ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berbeda lagi dengan salah seorang sahabat saya. Sahabat dudul saya yang satu ini, (oke pasti dia ngamuk dibilang dudul haha) dari dulu nggak bisa berenang. Boro-boro di laut, di bak mandi aja tenggelam. Teriaknya duluan yang kedengeran. :P &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But look he's now, swimming gracely in the middle of nowhere like a sea-ballerina&lt;/span&gt;. (Balerina cowok apa ya namanya?) Oke berlebihan. Padahal saya udah bisa berenang sejak kelas 5 SD, dan bahkan sempat mengajari dia untuk pertama kali. Tapi sampai sekarang saya belum berani tuh melepaskan dari pelampung sambil menyelam ke lautan biru tua tak berdasar itu, hiii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Makanya saya suka heran kalo ada orang-orang yang merasa 'terlambat belajar'. Kenapa terlambat? Memang kapan waktu yang tepat? Sewaktu saya dulu pertama kali belajar electone, ada kakek-kakek (belum terlalu tua sih sebenarnya, namun mungkin tampak begitu tua karena saya masih begitu muda) yang belajar bareng kita. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who cares?! It's your dream, it's your passion or whatever-that-is.&lt;/span&gt; Kalau salah seorang teman saya dulu pernah bilang dia minder karena merasa 'tua' sendiri, itu nggak penting. Belum tentu yang lebih dulu belajar, yang lebih dulu bisa. Lihat aja saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quote&lt;/span&gt; tentang punya cita-cita begini (persisnya saya lupa),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When you're 8, it's adoring. When you're 18 it's inspiring. When you're 28 it's embarassing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anjingnya memang akan terus menggonggong.&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Diberangus aja apa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-6455073500393019220?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6455073500393019220/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=6455073500393019220&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6455073500393019220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6455073500393019220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/seorang-teman-perjalanan-saya-beberapa.html' title='Ter-lam-bat'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-7922164674735682388</id><published>2011-04-11T21:31:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T21:35:21.530+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Bye, Andy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljgzz2wvUg1qhlb31o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 442px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljgzz2wvUg1qhlb31o1_500.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;made me teary! :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic's &lt;a href="http://disneyislove.tumblr.com/"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-7922164674735682388?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7922164674735682388/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=7922164674735682388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7922164674735682388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7922164674735682388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/bye-andy.html' title='Bye, Andy!'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-7361938037624788029</id><published>2011-04-07T18:24:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T18:44:41.169+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><title type='text'>I'm in Love</title><content type='html'>Sedang jatuh cinta dengan 3 binatang ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Honey Badger. Karena sifat tidak-kenal-rasa-takut nya walaupun bertampang imut-imut dan berbadan kecil. Nggak takut, meskipun lawannya singa atau ular. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How bad ass is that&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://splinteredsunrise.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/honey_badger.jpg?w=570"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 278px;" src="http://splinteredsunrise.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/honey_badger.jpg?w=570" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Orca. Karena kesetiaannya pada kawanan, dan pejantan-pejantannya yang raksasa tapi sangat menghormati ibunya. (Psst, karena kecerdasannya membuat dia disebut-sebut sebagai saudara kembar kita di lautan. Oh iya, dan mereka matrilineal.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://orcagra.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/orca_mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 259px;" src="http://orcagra.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/orca_mom.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Penguin. Karena kesetiannya pada pasangan, yang hanya memiliki satu pasangan seumur hidupnya. Daaan, tentu saja karena pejantannya yang feminis. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sweet!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bridalwave.tv/2356616389_1d4e466ac8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 243px;" src="http://www.bridalwave.tv/2356616389_1d4e466ac8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic's Source: Google&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-7361938037624788029?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7361938037624788029/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=7361938037624788029&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7361938037624788029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7361938037624788029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-in-love.html' title='I&apos;m in Love'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-5649351866952028591</id><published>2011-04-06T19:51:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T20:46:08.833+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Dampak Menganggur</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The facts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dx5c8Bq_AIE/TZxslBMw1EI/AAAAAAAAAd0/vu9ARnsqAQQ/s1600/timeline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 165px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dx5c8Bq_AIE/TZxslBMw1EI/AAAAAAAAAd0/vu9ARnsqAQQ/s400/timeline.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592464220520240194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My eyes when I read those: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Metromini nyangkut di separator busway Halte Grogol karena yg terbaik datang kepada mereka yg mau menunggu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WTH! I must get a job ASAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-5649351866952028591?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5649351866952028591/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=5649351866952028591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5649351866952028591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5649351866952028591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/dampak-menganggur.html' title='Dampak Menganggur'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dx5c8Bq_AIE/TZxslBMw1EI/AAAAAAAAAd0/vu9ARnsqAQQ/s72-c/timeline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-7307156772964870423</id><published>2011-04-05T17:46:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T17:50:37.933+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Automatic vs Manual vs Motorcycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj1yjqDKUd1qaa9rq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj1yjqDKUd1qaa9rq.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj1ypoUVoL1qaa9rq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj1ypoUVoL1qaa9rq.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;pic's &lt;a href="http://thefuuuucomics.tumblr.com/"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. So true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-7307156772964870423?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7307156772964870423/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=7307156772964870423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7307156772964870423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7307156772964870423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-4892796871969714020</id><published>2011-04-04T10:34:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T16:28:54.706+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>Driving Tips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs16/f/2007/148/5/2/driving_by_StrangeConcept.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs16/f/2007/148/5/2/driving_by_StrangeConcept.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pic's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://strangeconcept.deviantart.com/art/driving-56357684?q=boost%3Apopular%20driving&amp;amp;qo=35"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What calms me down while I'm driving:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Humming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Look up to the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Think happy thoughts!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't look back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Always work for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-4892796871969714020?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4892796871969714020/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=4892796871969714020&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/4892796871969714020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/4892796871969714020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/driving-tips.html' title='Driving Tips'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-5690759250181938581</id><published>2011-03-31T23:34:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T09:02:29.295+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='backpacking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>A Lil Something from The Islands.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/199904_10150128949714807_706094806_6643602_508835_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 233px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/199904_10150128949714807_706094806_6643602_508835_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;view from boat window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/198074_10150122596759807_706094806_6636593_6256808_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 233px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/198074_10150122596759807_706094806_6636593_6256808_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stranded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/198029_10150128949654807_706094806_6643600_6461187_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 350px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/198029_10150128949654807_706094806_6643600_6461187_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beautiful hypnotizing sunset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/197871_10150121763454807_706094806_6626696_2509309_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 234px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/197871_10150121763454807_706094806_6626696_2509309_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;simply happy !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/197963_10150121763399807_706094806_6626695_6675796_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 233px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/197963_10150121763399807_706094806_6626695_6675796_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;these two I-forced-them-to-be-my-'models' are my friends. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little something I bring to you from Pulau Seribu. Please, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-5690759250181938581?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5690759250181938581/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=5690759250181938581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5690759250181938581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5690759250181938581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/03/lil-something-from-islands.html' title='A Lil Something from The Islands.'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-7704651657089643697</id><published>2011-03-29T21:26:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T22:39:17.016+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencarian jati diri'/><title type='text'>A Lil Update of My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;This friday will be our first anniversary. As facebook always reminds me of it. Sweet! :D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-khmfnC-xcaI/TZHwZFzdyCI/AAAAAAAAAdc/mVO58PQG1nM/s1600/facebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 35px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-khmfnC-xcaI/TZHwZFzdyCI/AAAAAAAAAdc/mVO58PQG1nM/s400/facebook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589512926388930594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Also in this friday, insya Allah will be my first day working. I'm sooo happy and excited because this is what I've ever wanted since I was a little girl, believe it or not. Wish me the very luck, cause I'll need a lot of it!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5civVfhGE0/S4UAYfFRyaI/AAAAAAAAArY/BUd9USvmYu8/s320/journalist-703401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5civVfhGE0/S4UAYfFRyaI/AAAAAAAAArY/BUd9USvmYu8/s320/journalist-703401.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;pic &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5civVfhGE0/S4UAYfFRyaI/AAAAAAAAArY/BUd9USvmYu8/s320/journalist-703401.jpg"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last weekend I had a trip with my bestfriend, &lt;a href="http://riccosuhardian.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ricco Suhardian&lt;/a&gt;, to Pulau Seribu. I really had a great time to see my fave spot in the world, BEACHES! Yea, I was back to the sea, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189833_10150142165938147_522443146_6579885_2594970_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 277px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189833_10150142165938147_522443146_6579885_2594970_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;photographed by &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10150142165938147&amp;amp;set=t.706094806&amp;amp;theater"&gt;Antho Riyanto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel blessed. Lot of things could happen in a year, really. And fortunately for good reasons. Just don't stop believing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-7704651657089643697?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7704651657089643697/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=7704651657089643697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7704651657089643697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7704651657089643697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/03/lil-update-of-my-life.html' title='A Lil Update of My Life'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-khmfnC-xcaI/TZHwZFzdyCI/AAAAAAAAAdc/mVO58PQG1nM/s72-c/facebook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-8557625727802669043</id><published>2011-03-23T22:45:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T23:18:07.348+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Judulnya Curhat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I sometimes wonder why there are some people broke up with their boy/girlfriend because his/her partner couldn't understand their busy activity. And after experienced it myself, I do understand of their loneliness. You know, when they drown by their tons of works, all meetings, and so, sometimes they tend to forget about you. They forget to call you, or even text you all day. Because I felt that too, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But here's what I think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa kita nggak berkaca dulu? Mungkin kasus orang berbeda-beda ya. Kalo saya, jelas karena saya belum punya kerjaan, sedangkan dia sibuk luar biasa. Jadi, sebelum saya berubah menjadi orang yang sangat sangat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;annoying&lt;/span&gt; dan bikin dia berpikir saya nggak bisa mengerti kesibukannya -- padahal sebenarnya hanya karena saya merasa 'gelisah-karena-mendadak-handphone-saya-bisu', saya cenderung lebih menekan perasaan di diri saya sendiri. Dan hal ini susah luar biasa, mengingat pikiran-pikiran saya yang cenderung &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drama queen.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gosh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi solusinya adalah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya berkaca. Dia begini bukan karena kemauannya sendiri. Semuanya tuntutan. Toh saya ikut bahagia kan waktu dia diterima kerja?! Ingat semua kebaikan-kebaikannya dia, tapi jangan diingat-ingat terus, apalagi ketika dia dan saya masih sama-sama mahasiswa. Ah itu sih masa-masa terindah, :P tapi udah nggak akan mungkin terulang lagi. Biarkan itu semua menjadi kenangan (cailah!). Kemudian, tekankan pada diri sendiri bahwa hal ini nggak akan berlangsung selamanya. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At least&lt;/span&gt;, sampai saya juga sama sibuknya dengan dia. Saat kapasitas otak nggak 100% punya doi lagi. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-8557625727802669043?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8557625727802669043/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=8557625727802669043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/8557625727802669043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/8557625727802669043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/03/judulnya-curhat.html' title='Judulnya Curhat'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-7436798737137914177</id><published>2011-03-21T21:58:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:14:13.727+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Proposing Thing</title><content type='html'>Jadi, hari minggu kemarin saya mendapat kehormatan (cailah) jadi tukang foto di acara lamarannya sepupu. Ternyata kayak gitu ya yang namanya lamaran, jadi deg-degan. Loh! Tapi serius deh, mereka yang lamar-melamar, kok saya yang deg-degan ya? Apalagi pas si pacarnya sepupuku keluar dari kamar, terus ditanya sama Bapaknya, "Gimana nih, Teh, ini ada yang mau ngelamar Teteh..." Terus dia jawab, "Insha Allah saya terima lamarannya." Terus yang lain pada bilang, "Alhamdulillah..." Kewl! Kalo kata pacar saya, "Kayak main sandiwara ya, dek."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-___-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ada untungnya juga jadi tukang foto. Jadi nggak usah bawa-bawa seserahan. :D (dasar pemalas!). Untung pada suka hasil akhirnya, alhamdulillah. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So here are some photos&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/197245_10150116276609807_706094806_6578322_874833_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 284px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/197245_10150116276609807_706094806_6578322_874833_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189249_10150116856434807_706094806_6584779_769999_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189249_10150116856434807_706094806_6584779_769999_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/188465_10150116276489807_706094806_6578320_2292217_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/188465_10150116276489807_706094806_6578320_2292217_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189491_10150116856499807_706094806_6584780_3432207_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189491_10150116856499807_706094806_6584780_3432207_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Selamat ya, Mas Revi dan Mbak Reina! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/span&gt; lamaran saya malah belum keterima-keterima ini judulnya. (Maaf jadi curhat)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-7436798737137914177?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7436798737137914177/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=7436798737137914177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7436798737137914177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7436798737137914177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/03/proposing-thing.html' title='Proposing Thing'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-3536142992106687211</id><published>2011-03-19T00:42:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T21:54:46.317+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Everyday I Love You</title><content type='html'>Tadi pas karaoke, nggak sengaja inget dan nemu lagu lama banget. Everyday I Love You. Ada yang tau nggak yaa? Kalo &lt;a href="http://riccosuhardian.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ricco Suhardian&lt;/a&gt; sih jelas pasti tau, orang dia fansnya Ronan Keating. Dan aku baru sadar, ternyata artinya baguuuss banget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I don't know, but I believe&lt;br /&gt;That some things are meant to be&lt;br /&gt;And that you'll make a better me&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that dreams came true&lt;br /&gt;But you showed me that they do&lt;br /&gt;You know that I learn something new&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cos I believe that destiny&lt;br /&gt;Is out of our control (don't you know that I do)&lt;br /&gt;And you'll never live until you love&lt;br /&gt;With all your heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a touch when I feel bad&lt;br /&gt;It's a smile when I get mad&lt;br /&gt;All the little things I am&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I love you more&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cos I believe that destiny&lt;br /&gt;Is out of our control (don't you know that I do)&lt;br /&gt;And you'll never live until you love&lt;br /&gt;With all your heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I asked would you say yes?&lt;br /&gt;Together we're the very best&lt;br /&gt;I know that I am truly blessed&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I love you&lt;br /&gt;And I'll give you my best&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I love you&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi inget pacar sendiri, hihihi...&lt;br /&gt;DEFINITELY NOTED AS ONE OF MY WEDDING SONGS. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Tuuuh kan, ralat dari fans beratnya Ronan Keating (silakan baca di atas) ada yang protes gitu di twitter, katanya "@neycit itu blog loe salah tuh, yang nyanyi Everyday I Love You tuh Boyzone bukan cuma Ronan Keating.. -.-". " --&gt; Iyaa deeeh, maksudnya teh Boyzone, lupa nambahin hehehe. Maaf ya! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-3536142992106687211?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3536142992106687211/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=3536142992106687211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3536142992106687211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3536142992106687211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/03/everyday-i-love-you.html' title='Everyday I Love You'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-2116857276252963729</id><published>2011-03-15T00:55:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T11:51:26.524+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>Inner Beauty</title><content type='html'>Saya benar-benar nggak ingat di mana saya membaca artikel ini, tapi dalam artikel ini disebutkan tiga ciri orang yang memiliki &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inner beauty&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dekat dengan Tuhan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Senang membantu orang lain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Selalu bersyukur&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, apakah itu Anda? Menurut saya, ini juga inti kehidupan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Ada yang bisa bantu saya mengingatkan sumbernya? Terima kasih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.p.s: The original source's from &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/?ref=home#%21/notes/yeni-suryasusanti/beauty-class-vs-buku-fiqih-kecantikan/10150123227138112"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks guys! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-2116857276252963729?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2116857276252963729/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=2116857276252963729&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/2116857276252963729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/2116857276252963729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/03/inner-beauty.html' title='Inner Beauty'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-1375058379413774398</id><published>2011-03-11T21:14:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T21:29:46.210+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>Random Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;It really hurts to know that the person who we do respect the most and should be the one who really knows us very well, turns out to be the one who sees us in the most shallow way.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, am I really that shallow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-1375058379413774398?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1375058379413774398/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=1375058379413774398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/1375058379413774398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/1375058379413774398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/03/random-thought.html' title='Random Thought'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-6224871073118205383</id><published>2011-03-10T11:43:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T01:09:13.328+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommended'/><title type='text'>Leap Year: Another Favourite Movie</title><content type='html'>And so I watched this romantic movie, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1216492/"&gt;Leap Year&lt;/a&gt;. And you know what, I do miss this kind of movie for so long. It really is recommended for those who love romantic-comedies, plus the set is wow-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zc2_mKdngyY/TMI1xIGsmnI/AAAAAAAAARo/Qvde7BBHIH4/s1600/leap_year_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zc2_mKdngyY/TMI1xIGsmnI/AAAAAAAAARo/Qvde7BBHIH4/s1600/leap_year_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some quotes I do really love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;May you never steal, lie, or cheat. But if you must steal, then steal  away my sorrows, and if you must lie, lie with me all the nights of my  life, and if you must cheat, then please cheat death, because I couldn't  live a day without you. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-A Bride-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I don't want not to make plans with you. I want to make plans with you... Will you marry me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Declan-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my heart's always racing to this kind of scenes. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: The fact that Declan really is &lt;a href="http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/12/after-watching-tangled-ive-realized.html"&gt;my type&lt;/a&gt;, made my heart racing even more. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic's &lt;a href="http://iininiiniiin.blogspot.com/2010/10/leap-year.html"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-6224871073118205383?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6224871073118205383/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=6224871073118205383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6224871073118205383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6224871073118205383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/03/leap-year-another-favourite-movie.html' title='Leap Year: Another Favourite Movie'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zc2_mKdngyY/TMI1xIGsmnI/AAAAAAAAARo/Qvde7BBHIH4/s72-c/leap_year_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-7895541977384386314</id><published>2011-02-24T20:26:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T21:28:31.887+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>Invisible</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs42/i/2009/056/f/6/Invisible_by_Jenniholma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 317px;" src="http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs42/i/2009/056/f/6/Invisible_by_Jenniholma.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might look happy, but did you ever really see me?&lt;br /&gt;I might sound funny, but did you ever really hear me?&lt;br /&gt;I might laugh whenever you made a joke about me, but did you ever know what I feel?&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever notice I have feelings too?&lt;br /&gt;I might look amazed everytime you compared me with someone else, but did you ever notice that I'm hurt?&lt;br /&gt;I might look nothing-happened everytime you didn't see my achievements, but did you ever know that I feel disappointed?&lt;br /&gt;I might look grumpy and whiner to you, but did you ever look the good sides of me as everytime you look at him? No matter how much flaws he had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I maybe don't have any sad stories like you do&lt;br /&gt;I'm maybe not a survivor just like you are&lt;br /&gt;I'm maybe not talented as you are&lt;br /&gt;I maybe cannot do-everything just like you&lt;br /&gt;I maybe forever cannot achieve your expectations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those maybe are the reasons why you couldn't see me&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for being nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic's from &lt;a href="http://jenniholma.deviantart.com/art/Invisible-114089111?q=boost%3Apopular%20invisible&amp;amp;qo=178"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-7895541977384386314?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7895541977384386314/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=7895541977384386314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7895541977384386314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7895541977384386314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/02/invisible.html' title='Invisible'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-3372965482238476974</id><published>2011-02-20T20:07:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T20:21:34.322+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommended'/><title type='text'>It's The Damn Climb</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be a uphill battle&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on moving, keep climbing&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith, baby&lt;br /&gt;It's all about, it's all about the climb&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith, keep your faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Climb, Miley Cyrus-&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa bilang skripsi selesai itu enak?&lt;br /&gt;Biar masih ababil, tapi jenius juga liriknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan cepat atau lambatnya, bukan juga hasilnya.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi emang perjuangan itu nggak bakal ada abisnya.&lt;br /&gt;Huffh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-3372965482238476974?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3372965482238476974/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=3372965482238476974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3372965482238476974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3372965482238476974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-damn-climb.html' title='It&apos;s The Damn Climb'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-7115106286856089388</id><published>2011-02-18T10:57:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T14:45:13.976+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hatred'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupidity'/><title type='text'>Me Recently</title><content type='html'>Really, I wanna post something cute, funny, and positive.&lt;br /&gt;But my heart really is sooo gloomy recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that it is D-13 from my boyfriend's job training that-I-don't-know-where-but-definitely-outside-Jakarta thingy.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that my graduation is the last time I can see him before his job training.&lt;br /&gt;The fact I'm soooo freaking dumb to realize my CV's gender was male. CV that I've sent to many many media in UI's job fair. Stupid-oo!&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I haven't got calls from any medias, maybe because of my stupid stupid mistake.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that yesterday had me proven that I couldn't catch something beautiful in frame.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I'm losing my sense of humor maybe because of my gloomy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I don't have something to do, and it's not actually-I-have-it-but-I-postpone-it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me more gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-7115106286856089388?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7115106286856089388/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=7115106286856089388&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7115106286856089388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7115106286856089388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/02/me-recently.html' title='Me Recently'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-7878067507133188744</id><published>2011-02-03T18:28:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T11:29:45.291+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Slip Tongue</title><content type='html'>Suatu malam, di dalam mobil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teman:&lt;/span&gt; "Ney, bawa kamera LDR lo dongg..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saya:&lt;/span&gt; "..........."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-7878067507133188744?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7878067507133188744/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=7878067507133188744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7878067507133188744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7878067507133188744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/02/slip-tongue.html' title='Slip Tongue'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-7932791017355650941</id><published>2011-02-02T10:16:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T11:26:44.650+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommended'/><title type='text'>Little Refreshing</title><content type='html'>So last weekend, my boyfriend and I decided not to do usual thing we do in a date like go to the cinema or dine in a nice restaurant, but we go to the museum! Yay! And it 's kinda refreshing, really. You really should try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're in Jakarta, Kota Tua Djakarta is a must. There are a lot of museums. My recommendation is &lt;a href="http://www.bi.go.id/web/en/Tentang+BI/Museum/"&gt;Museum Bank Indonesia&lt;/a&gt;. Who knew that visiting museum means a lot of fun. Anyway, it's not like boring-static museum as usual, instead it's a modern-edgy-multimedia museum! It really was a big surprise for me actually, there's a very attractive museum in Jakarta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some photos I took in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TUjSiI17yDI/AAAAAAAAAcw/VMQTgJDdHYg/s1600/IMG_0277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TUjSiI17yDI/AAAAAAAAAcw/VMQTgJDdHYg/s320/IMG_0277.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568932423174703154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TUjR5gGUCVI/AAAAAAAAAco/MgBpW-Xj0-I/s1600/IMG_0245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TUjR5gGUCVI/AAAAAAAAAco/MgBpW-Xj0-I/s320/IMG_0245.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568931725042780498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TUjR5RxVdVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/onC-J6nh70k/s1600/IMG_0241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TUjR5RxVdVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/onC-J6nh70k/s320/IMG_0241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568931721196696914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TUjSiDmx6yI/AAAAAAAAAc4/L4IXxfCezRM/s1600/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TUjSiDmx6yI/AAAAAAAAAc4/L4IXxfCezRM/s320/page1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568932421768964898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TUjR5GwdFMI/AAAAAAAAAcY/BzOMCYf1WOA/s1600/IMG_0237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TUjR5GwdFMI/AAAAAAAAAcY/BzOMCYf1WOA/s320/IMG_0237.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568931718240212162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TUjR43DgkKI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/UQqWzPcRZl8/s1600/IMG_0197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TUjR43DgkKI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/UQqWzPcRZl8/s320/IMG_0197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568931714025164962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TUjR4o0AF_I/AAAAAAAAAcI/RXF5dBlLVA8/s1600/IMG_0187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TUjR4o0AF_I/AAAAAAAAAcI/RXF5dBlLVA8/s320/IMG_0187.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568931710202025970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be inspired,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-7932791017355650941?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7932791017355650941/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=7932791017355650941&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7932791017355650941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7932791017355650941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/02/little-refreshing.html' title='Little Refreshing'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TUjSiI17yDI/AAAAAAAAAcw/VMQTgJDdHYg/s72-c/IMG_0277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-1060615646012531592</id><published>2011-01-28T21:50:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T22:15:47.409+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>Nostalgia. :)</title><content type='html'>Mumpung revisian udah beres, jadi teringat sesuatu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu waktu SMA, setelah dibuat patah hati oleh sahabat sendiri karena persahabatan yang kami buat sendiri, saya pernah berpikir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mungkin nanti ada yang seperti dia, atau yang lebih dari dia. Dunia kuliah gitu loh, orang-orangnya udah dewasa-dewasa, banyak orang baru, pasti makin banyak pilihan. Mungkin nanti bisa melupakan perasaan yang ini."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tidak sadar sampai si sahabat saya ini menelpon saya di suatu malam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ney, gue lagi deket sama cewek."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And suddenly my heart stopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika itu, saya baru tersadar, ternyata tidak ada yang bisa menggantikan dia.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tidak ada yang bisa saya lakukan, kecuali mendoakan dia bahagia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apalagi ketika melihat foto-foto mereka di situs-situs &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;social-network&lt;/span&gt; itu, atau ketika bertemu sahabat saya langsung. Rasanya seperti ada yang hilang, entah apa.&lt;br /&gt;Sakitnya luar biasa. Rasanya seperti punggung disiram es batu yang ujungnya tajam. Dan semakin sakit ketika harus tersenyum ketika sahabat saya ini bercerita tentang pacarnya. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belum lagi ketika si pacarnya ini cemburu dengan saya.&lt;br /&gt;Disuruh memilih, pada akhirnya sahabat saya memilih pacarnya.&lt;br /&gt;Saya hipotermia.&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun sebenarnya tidak rela, tetapi saya maklum dan berusaha terdengar santai seperti sahabat yang baik... Dan memang saya berusaha ingin menjadi sahabatnya yang paling baik buat dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huah, ternyata perjalanan kami ndak mulus juga. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Jadi maklum kan kenapa saya nggak bosan-bosannya bikin posting tentang dia. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-1060615646012531592?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1060615646012531592/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=1060615646012531592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/1060615646012531592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/1060615646012531592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/01/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia. :)'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-7816387011279083454</id><published>2011-01-26T13:34:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T13:38:50.475+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hatred'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Saya benci orang yang secara sadar menggunakan atribut-atribut tertentu, dan langsung menganggap dirinya lebih baik dari orang lain.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penggemar musik metal nggak mesti gondrong dan tatoan kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-7816387011279083454?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7816387011279083454/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=7816387011279083454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7816387011279083454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7816387011279083454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/01/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-6044340535037738153</id><published>2011-01-25T21:03:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T23:36:09.628+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Pria Ini</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TT7duzjjekI/AAAAAAAAAcA/HAuWPxcPar0/s1600/mystery%2Bman.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TT7duzjjekI/AAAAAAAAAcA/HAuWPxcPar0/s320/mystery%2Bman.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566129985659566658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pria ini masih pria yang sama dengan posting sebelumnya&lt;br /&gt;Pria cuek, super sibuk, dan selalu kurang tidur itu saking sibuknya&lt;br /&gt;Pria yang paling susaaaaah untuk dihubungi&lt;br /&gt;Pria yang jaraaaang sekali mengucapkan kata-kata romantis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pria yang sama yang menjadi sahabat saya sejak lamaaa itu&lt;br /&gt;Pria yang sama yang membuat saya jatuh cinta sekitar 5 tahun yang lalu&lt;br /&gt;Pria yang sama yang sekaligus membuat saya patah hati karena persahabatan kami&lt;br /&gt;Pria yang sama yang membuat saya jatuh cinta lagi tahun lalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pria ini juga yang membawa saya yang berat ini jauh-jauh ke UKS waktu saya pingsan&lt;br /&gt;Pria ini juga yang rela jauh-jauh datang dari Jogja 10 jam dengan motornya hanya untuk menemani saya makan sushi (padahal dia benci sushi)&lt;br /&gt;Pria ini juga yang selalu saya larang datang ke Bandung dari Jogja, namun keesokan harinya saya menemukannya berdiri di depan pintu kamar, tersenyum nakal&lt;br /&gt;Pria ini juga yang mengejutkan saya tadi pagi ketika dia mengetuk pintu kamar saya tadi pagi dan meninggalkan program pelatihannya hanya untuk menemani saya sidang hari ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk pria yang tidak pernah bicara 'manis' ini...&lt;br /&gt;Untuk pria yang lebih sering membuat saya tertawa daripada 'meleleh' ini...&lt;br /&gt;Untuk pria yang tidak takut mengkritik saya habis-habisan tanpa takut dimusuhi, yang kemudian saya jadikan cambuk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really lucky to have you.&lt;br /&gt;I can't thank enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: You make those 'teen-lits' sound lame. Anyway, I'm a bachelor now. Finally. Thanks to this guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-6044340535037738153?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6044340535037738153/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=6044340535037738153&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6044340535037738153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6044340535037738153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/01/pria-ini.html' title='Pria Ini'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TT7duzjjekI/AAAAAAAAAcA/HAuWPxcPar0/s72-c/mystery%2Bman.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-3143889637194783123</id><published>2011-01-23T22:20:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T21:31:26.074+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kangen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Pacar itu...</title><content type='html'>Cuek. Apalagi ditambah sekarang udah kerja, jadi super sibuk, kurang-tidur, harus belajar dan lain-lain itu. Bah, makin cuek. Hari sabtu-minggu aja susaaaahh banget dihubungin, mau sms, telfon, atau facebook. Udah pasti nggak dibalesnya. Entah lagi ke bengkel, lagi belajar, lagi jauh dari handphone, sampe lagi tidur. Sekalinya nelfon ya pas malem-malem mau tidur. Lima menit sebelum dia tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernah nih suatu hari di hari sabtu, kita telfonan pas dia mau tidur. Aku lagi cerita panjang lebar. Dianya diam aja, kirain dengerin. Aku makin semangat cerita. Tiga detik kemudian, "krooookkk..." Sialan. Ditinggal tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, di saat-saat aku down-dan-stress kayak gini, tiba-tiba ada MMS dari dia. Foto restoran bebek ginyo dengan tulisan "Minggu depan maem di sini yuk dekk!!" Dan entah kenapa pas baca MMS itu, aku jadi semangat. Bukan semangat menghadapi hari selasa, tapi semangat gimana caranya mengatasi hari selasa dengan baik supaya hari sabtu bisa jalan sama dia, bersenang-senang. Dan pas banget, aku lagi pengeeeen banget makan bebek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah tambah kangen,&lt;br /&gt;I love you, hamster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-3143889637194783123?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3143889637194783123/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=3143889637194783123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3143889637194783123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3143889637194783123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/01/pacar-itu.html' title='Pacar itu...'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-4241733796878415593</id><published>2011-01-19T22:30:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T23:35:56.493+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Boleh Dibaca :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kata-kata Diki kepada Putra:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... lo bikin sebutan 'adik' itu supaya dia dan lo bisa lebih akrab dari orang pacaran sekalipun! Dan, keadaannya malah lebih baik dari harapan lo sebelumnya. Ronny dan Santi malah lebih baik dari harapan lo sebelumnya. Ronny dan Santi malah akhirnya putus karena lo, kan? Akhirnya, lo lah orang yang tertawa paling akhir, ya kan? Sekarang, nggak ada lagi penghalang antara lo dan Santi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(Mahir Pradana - Here, After: 64)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada yang senasib?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well&lt;/span&gt;, saya rasa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quote &lt;/span&gt;ini 'ngena' banget ke saya dan mungkin banyak orang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isu ini emang sensitif banget. Dan jujur, pada awalnya saya pun ngerasa nggak penting banget ngangkat isu ini. Tapi ternyata hal-hal semacam ini bisa bahaya juga. Dan, setelah baca novel ini (yang pengarangnya pun kebetulan cowok), saya jadi ngerti deh sedikit-sedikit tentang persepsi laki-laki. Termasuk ketakutan-ketakutan mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasus-kasus macam ini yang saya dengar, sering banget menimpa cewek, entah kenapa ya. Mungkin karena cewek banyak yang terlalu pake hati kali ya, nggak ngerti deh. Atau mungkin ego laki-laki yang terlalu besar juga, nggak tau juga deh. Tapi bukannya cowok nggak bisa kena juga. Dan di sini saya nggak bermaksud nge-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;judge&lt;/span&gt; orang-orang yang setipe di atas jelek semua, mungkin ada yang bener-bener beneran, mungkin ada juga yang sejelek-jeleknya seperti kasus di atas. Wallahu'alam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intinya adalah, saya sih berusaha naif aja. Yang pertama, nggak bermaksud membatasi pergaulan sih, tapi ketika saya berpikir saya menghormati pasangan saya, ini adalah salah satu caranya. (Kecuali kalo dia emang bener-bener nggak pandang bulu, itu sih nggak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;worth it&lt;/span&gt; banget.) Yang kedua, saya pikir saya nggak perlu-perlu banget juga sih untuk cerita ke 'Putra-Putra' yang lain ini. Toh teman wanita saya banyak, dan masih ada mama dan papa saya juga yang bahkan jauh lebih berpengalaman. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nggak mesti musuhan juga sih, tapi juga jangan terlalu deket juga. Menjaga silaturahmi aja kan nggak harus intim juga kan? Lagian kalo emang mereka bukan 'Putra-Putra' yang lain, pasti ngerti, maklum, dan berusaha memahami situasinya deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeaa, I get it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know what, if your guy acts like this, then you should be happy&lt;/span&gt;. Sebenarnya dia cuma takut kehilangan kita. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.s:&lt;/span&gt; Jujur, pacar saya sih nggak pernah bilang terang-terangan, tapi yaah saya tau diri aja deh. Saya kan juga nggak mau kehilangan dia, apalagi cuma karena hal-hal yang menurut saya 'sepele' kayak gini. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-4241733796878415593?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4241733796878415593/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=4241733796878415593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/4241733796878415593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/4241733796878415593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/01/boleh-dibaca.html' title='Boleh Dibaca :)'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-7008620694040009830</id><published>2011-01-17T14:44:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T23:05:16.654+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Teary</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Sahabatku, bukan maksud hati membebani,&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telah lama, kumenanti&lt;br /&gt;Satu malam sunyi untuk kuakhiri&lt;br /&gt;Dan usai tangis ini, aku kan berjanji...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk diam, duduk di tempatku&lt;br /&gt;Menanti seorang yang biasa saja&lt;br /&gt;Segelas air di tangannya, kala kuterbaring... sakit&lt;br /&gt;Menentang malam, tanpa bimbang lagi&lt;br /&gt;Demi satu dewi yang lelah bermimpi&lt;br /&gt;Dan berbisik : "Selamat tidur, tak perlu bermimpi bersamaku..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahai tuhan, jangan bilang lagi itu terlalu tinggi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Curhat Buat Sahabat - Dewi Lestari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quoted from &lt;a href="http://lirik.kapanlagi.com/artis/dewi_lestari/rectoverso_curhat_buat_sahabat"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, this song always makes me teary. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! 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Saya itu sebenarnya takut cowok. Maksudnya bukan semua cowok, hanya cowok-cowok yang ketahuan (entah feeling, atau jelas-jelas ada buktinya) nggak cuma pengen berteman. Kalau yang cuma pengen berteman sih nggak apa-apa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untungnya, my very own bestfriend has solved this. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ternyata belum sepenuhnya teratasi. Saya yang belum berpengalaman ini, nggak ngerti cara mengekspresikan perasaan saya ke dia. Ah, nggak usah jauh-jauh. Pegangan tangan aja saya nggak bisa. Rasanya malu gitu. Kalau pas nyebrang sih beralasan lah ya, tapi kalau di mall? Berasa jadi kayak tukang pijet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, untungnya si pacar tidak kemudian lari tunggang-langgang melihat keanehan di diri saya ini. Malah, akhirnya dia yang ngajarin. Hahahaha norak emang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alkisah suatu hari di MTA. Di lorong penuh orang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pacar:&lt;/span&gt; "Boleh nggak aku gandeng tangan kamu?" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(which is so sweet, instead of main pegang aja, dia minta izin dulu, hehehe. Mungkin karena udah kenal sama keanehan saya.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saya:&lt;/span&gt; "Errr... Ih malu ah, banyak orang gitu, ntar diliatin..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pacar:&lt;/span&gt; "Yaudah, mau nggak diajarin?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saya:&lt;/span&gt; "Iiih, gimana caranya?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berasa dijawab, lorong di depan kami sepi banget, nggak ada orangnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pacar:&lt;/span&gt; "Nah itu di depan kan sepi tuh, jadi nggak ada orang yang liat. Kita jalan dari toko A ke toko B gandengan, gimana?" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(FYI, toko A ke toko B itu dari ujung ke ujung)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saya:&lt;/span&gt; "Mmmm aaaahh yaudah deh..." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(dengan berat hati, karena nggak ada alasan untuk menolak.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trus akhirnya kita jalan dari toko A ke toko B gandengan. Tapi jalannya jalan cepat. Sangat cepat. Hahahaha. Mana deg-degan lagi, plus udah blushing abis deh itu kayaknya. Hihihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komentar dia setelah gandengan pertama kali sama saya:&lt;br /&gt;"Kayak gandengan sama mayat, abisnya kamunya lemes gitu tangannya." Bhahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi setelah itu, dia jadi punya alasan untuk megang tangan saya waktu rame. Dia bilang, "kan kamu udah belajar..." Heuu, siaul. Untung sahabat sendiri, jadi bisa dijitak. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs732.ash1/162606_489402044806_706094806_6138044_6335323_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 361px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs732.ash1/162606_489402044806_706094806_6138044_6335323_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-6917481042219327829?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6917481042219327829/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=6917481042219327829&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6917481042219327829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6917481042219327829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-wanna-hold-your-hand.html' title='I Wanna Hold Your Hand'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-5940030492277913796</id><published>2010-12-26T14:28:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T16:04:23.624+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Guy-Next-Door</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2f4j4lvx4LA/Smb447SjeBI/AAAAAAAAADs/jQNlnnJKtw0/S240/mel+and+glor+cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2f4j4lvx4LA/Smb447SjeBI/AAAAAAAAADs/jQNlnnJKtw0/S240/mel+and+glor+cartoon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gloria&lt;/span&gt;: This is crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melman&lt;/span&gt;: It is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gloria&lt;/span&gt;: It's crazy to think I had to go half way 'round the world to find out that... the perfect guy for me lived right next door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melman&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(smiles)&lt;/span&gt; Then I guess it's you and me, neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gloria &amp;amp; Melman, Madagascar 2: Escape to Africa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of something and someone, don't you think so? ;)&lt;br /&gt;I love Melman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-5940030492277913796?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5940030492277913796/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=5940030492277913796&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5940030492277913796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5940030492277913796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/12/guy-next-door.html' title='Guy-Next-Door'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2f4j4lvx4LA/Smb447SjeBI/AAAAAAAAADs/jQNlnnJKtw0/s72-c/mel+and+glor+cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-5324830957063058026</id><published>2010-12-23T15:46:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T17:56:56.077+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencarian jati diri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love Phases</title><content type='html'>According to &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mystatusinyear/"&gt;"My Status in 2010"&lt;/a&gt; on Facebook, I had some kind of love phases that you all may ever had too. Please noted that those phases are made by me, I'm so sorry if I made some amateur mistakes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs220.snc3/22737_303861974806_706094806_3514310_6042692_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 204px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs220.snc3/22737_303861974806_706094806_3514310_6042692_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moment phase&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when there's a moment that just 'click' you with him/her with no reason, I don't know if it 'click's you or 're-click's you. In my case, it 're-click'-ed me. You felt a great happiness in this moment, even those butterflies came out suddenly. It felt like dream, and you're floating. Euphoria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feb 13:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- thanks to angkot Margahayu-Ledeng, our knight bus for today. (Ricco Suhardian, Olan Maulana)&lt;br /&gt;- what a colorful weekend i have here with Olan Maulana and Ricco Suhardian. Wish it lasts forever. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feb 14:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of one, I have my valentine's day with two men, Ricco Suhardian and Olan Maulana. ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs300.ash1/22737_303754834806_706094806_3514034_2424756_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 149px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs300.ash1/22737_303754834806_706094806_3514034_2424756_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Post-Moment phase&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when you felt sad, or realized there's something missing or felt strange somewhere inside part of your body. This time, your brain and you heart didn't sync, and even had a war. The colossal one. You felt like you supposed not to feel like this in this time, and it's sooo normal if you felt stupid for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;being unable to control your own body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feb 15:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my guitar is unemployed again. *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feb 17:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got no feel, I got no rhythm. I just keep losing my beat. I'm ok, I'm alright. Ain't gonna face no defeat. I just gotta get out of this prison cell. Someday, I'm gonna be free, Lord! (Somebody to Love - Queen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feb 21:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come the only way to know how high you get me, is to see how far I fall? -John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feb 25:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Two things are infinite: The universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the universe." - Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs300.ash1/22737_303805589806_706094806_3514185_232330_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 145px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs300.ash1/22737_303805589806_706094806_3514185_232330_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Galau phase&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when your heart finally won the 'Post-Moment phase' war, and it affected your brain, a lot. And you couldn't say it directly, but you couldn't hold it inside anymore. Finally, you need to release those feelings. Some people found a way by writing it down on some social-network sites, or blogging/tumblring, with no mention or whatsoever, hoping that he/she'll read and notice it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In this phase, y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ou don't care whether people would call you weird. You started to listen love songs, or love poets, love movies, or even search love quotes in google. (okay, the last part was me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people don't survive in this crisis-phase, and it's not your fault. It's your crush's fault, acute-idiocy, being chicken, being polite, or he/she just asked you to play, or even he/she's just simply a d*bag. If you want to play too? Go ahead. If you don't want to? Step back, immediately. In this part, it really recommended to share it with your trusted-sane-bestfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mar 02:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our heart sing less than we wanted. Our heart sing 'cause we do not know... The wonder that I made. I am here to stay. Stay." (A. Seyfried - Little House)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mar 05:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you more than words can say, i need a miracle now.. (i love westlife)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mar 08:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la..la..la..la..la..la..la.. loving you, you know it's true, and la..la..la..la..la..la..la.. loving you, loving you.. (love it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mar 09:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A friend should be a master at guessing and keeping still." - Friedrich Nietzsche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mar 13:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great saturday night with Rashinta Stah Narulita K and Olan Maulana. Whatever happened in "Saudagar-Sea-Food", stayed in "saudagar-sea-food" yaa! Nila laut, si lumba-lumba, dan gara-gara nila setitik dibalas dengan air tuba. ;P (love) you, really I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mar 18:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;within you I lost myself. without you I find myself, wanting to be lost again. -anonymous-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mar 19:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingin menjadi wanita *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs365.snc4/44822_420959239806_706094806_4899453_4535855_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 92px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs365.snc4/44822_420959239806_706094806_4899453_4535855_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Confession phase&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you could survive until this phase, just be grateful. The crisis had passed, because he/she has read it and noticed it was him/her you always talk about. You feel like heaven on earth and a major relieved. Now you could say aaaalll the things that you've been hiding for so long. Congratulations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mar 21:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bismillahirrohmanirrohim. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mar 24:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kangen yg ambrut. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mar 29:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could say my friend that is the end, or a new tale has begun.. (we are one-westlife)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apr 03:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just have finished my very first soto banjar, mmm.. (love) (love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apr 11:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nempeeell... (nempeell? Aduaduaduaduaduu..) (love) (love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apr 20:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aku mo ngomong serius nih sama kamu." "....mmm ya?" "seriusseriusseriusserius." "zzzz"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apr 27:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me. You say it best, when you saying nothing at all." (R. Keating)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apr 29:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provoost-Strip Biru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-5324830957063058026?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5324830957063058026/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=5324830957063058026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5324830957063058026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5324830957063058026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-phases.html' title='Love Phases'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-8725686336184486450</id><published>2010-12-21T23:32:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T00:23:37.408+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kangen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Tu Me Manques Beaucoup</title><content type='html'>I miss our 'silly' conversations&lt;br /&gt;A long talk, just talked about us,&lt;br /&gt;talked about the old times,&lt;br /&gt;remembered about our stupid high school time, and Bandung-Jogja time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you touched my hair...&lt;br /&gt;When you touched my eyebrows just because you know that's the easiest way to make me asleep...&lt;br /&gt;When I squeezed your cheeks and you said, "mas koki" while moving your silly lips...&lt;br /&gt;When I watched you sleep peacefully, and you even didn't notice it because of your '3-secs-sleep' habit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you just stared at me with no words because I did some make up for the first time, and you said I'm beautiful, and then I screwed it all by saying "ih, apaan sih?" while blushing because I didn't know how to response that, and you said, "you supposed to say thank you.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss our talks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how could I miss you even more when you're in Jakarta, than our Bandung-Jogja time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be hard for him too.&lt;br /&gt;You supposed to support him, idiot.&lt;br /&gt;Not distract him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just....grow up, Ney.&lt;br /&gt;Please, for once in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-8725686336184486450?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8725686336184486450/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=8725686336184486450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/8725686336184486450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/8725686336184486450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/12/tu-me-manques-beaucoup.html' title='Tu Me Manques Beaucoup'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-3769014477448562602</id><published>2010-12-19T10:35:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T17:11:00.041+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>Another Random Dream</title><content type='html'>Weird in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;So, last night I have a weird dream yet so real and very nice indeed. It included this guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TQ2NetweIUI/AAAAAAAAAbw/vMz_ZnBUVYo/s1600/jake4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TQ2NetweIUI/AAAAAAAAAbw/vMz_ZnBUVYo/s320/jake4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552249474436178242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Jake Gyllenhaal.&lt;br /&gt;He looked exactly like this expression, complete with his beard, his costumes and stuff in this movie, and his muscles, but no hood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask why, I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe because I watched Narnia before. So instead of Caspian, I dreamt about his bigger-and-mature-more twin, Jake Gyllenhaal. And you all know how I feel about &lt;a href="http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/12/after-watching-tangled-ive-realized.html"&gt;those kind of guys (with beard and mustache thingy)&lt;/a&gt;, sooo manly! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll give you a bonus (actually I'm bonus-ing myself, hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2010/12/09/article-1337309-0C69F644000005DC-965_468x286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 220px;" src="http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2010/12/09/article-1337309-0C69F644000005DC-965_468x286.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rawr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jadi ini dia kenapa aku kalo nyapu nggak pernah bisa benar-benar bersih. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Pics are from google and imdb&lt;br /&gt;P.p.s: Pacar jangan cemburu yaa, kan kamu juga punya dua-duanya.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-3769014477448562602?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3769014477448562602/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=3769014477448562602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3769014477448562602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3769014477448562602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/12/another-random-dream.html' title='Another Random Dream'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TQ2NetweIUI/AAAAAAAAAbw/vMz_ZnBUVYo/s72-c/jake4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-3304167721106795742</id><published>2010-12-16T18:13:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T18:23:16.590+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><title type='text'>Taktik Pria</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;suatu malam, perbincangan antar-telfon seperti malam-malam sebelumnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N:&lt;/span&gt; "Eh yang, aku diundang ke rumahnya si A loh." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A itu cowok)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O:&lt;/span&gt; "Trus kamu mau?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N:&lt;/span&gt; "Emangnya boleh?" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(sambil ketawa ngejek, soalnya biasanya pasti 'boleh tapi ngambek' haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O:&lt;/span&gt; "Yaah, aku sih ngikutin kamunya aja gimana." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(sok cool)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N:&lt;/span&gt; "Yang beneeerr? Di sana ada si A, B, C looh..." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(cowok-cowok lainnya yang suka dia cemburuin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O:&lt;/span&gt; "Yaa gapapa, kan sekarang kamu ndut."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N:&lt;/span&gt; "Maksudnya?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O:&lt;/span&gt; "Yaah aku 'aman' deh pokoknya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N:&lt;/span&gt; -______-'&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi selama ini udah terjawab deh kenapa setiap kali dia ngajak ngedate pasti ada acara makannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAKTIK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-3304167721106795742?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3304167721106795742/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=3304167721106795742&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3304167721106795742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3304167721106795742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/12/taktik-pria.html' title='Taktik Pria'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-1040352925504780826</id><published>2010-12-15T17:20:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T17:40:25.914+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kangen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Do-Re-Mi</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;percakapan suatu sore di telfon lintas-provinsi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N:&lt;/span&gt; "Yang kangen nih! Aaaah..." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*uring-uringan*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O:&lt;/span&gt; "Hmm? Yaa..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N:&lt;/span&gt; "Ah kamu ga kangen ya?" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*childish mode: on*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O:&lt;/span&gt; "Ya kangen dong, tapi yaudah ga bisa diapa-apain lagi." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*mature mode: on*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*krik krik*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;percakapan suatu sore di sebuah restoran di PVJ, Bandung...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N:&lt;/span&gt; "Ih sebel, masa si pacarku kalo aku bilang kangen jawabannya lempeng bgt. satu nada. heuu padahal akunya udah heboh bgt gitu."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U:&lt;/span&gt; "Ahaha sama banget! Cowokku juga gitu! Jawabannya persis lagi! Ck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N &amp;amp; U:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*merenung bersama*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intinya:&lt;/span&gt; Pria-pria itu realistis sekali ya. Apa emang dari sononya cuma punya satu nada? Doooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-1040352925504780826?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1040352925504780826/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=1040352925504780826&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/1040352925504780826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/1040352925504780826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/12/percakapan-suatu-sore-di-telfon.html' title='Do-Re-Mi'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-3083867954347088426</id><published>2010-12-14T00:28:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T00:30:45.148+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencarian jati diri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>Manusiawi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Manusia rendahan yang tidak ingin direndahkan.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-3083867954347088426?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3083867954347088426/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=3083867954347088426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3083867954347088426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3083867954347088426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/12/manusiawi.html' title='Manusiawi'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-5786815875241400305</id><published>2010-12-11T23:20:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T23:50:56.376+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommended'/><title type='text'>The Bachelor</title><content type='html'>Oke, saya ini korban televisi, apalagi setelah Star World berubah lambang jadi agak lebih &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chic&lt;/span&gt;, makin nggak pindah-pindah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;channel &lt;/span&gt;deh saya, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;, gara-gara semalem &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;insomnia&lt;/span&gt;-nya kambuh, alhasil saya nontonin tivi aja kerjaannya, dan kebetulan tontonannya lagi The Bachelor. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw this reality show, I was like, "Ew, what the hell!"&lt;/span&gt; Secara isinya 1 orang cowok mencari calon istri dari 25 wanita. Apalagi di &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;season &lt;/span&gt;yang ini, 'London calling' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or something&lt;/span&gt;, si cowoknya ini emang ganteng berat, beraksen, mapan, dan wowow lainnya deh. Makin menggila deh cewek-cewek itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekali lagi. Cewek-ceweknya itu loh. Agresif berat. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry, but they kinda humiliated themselves.&lt;/span&gt; Saya aja sampe malu sendiri nontonnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, setelah semalam, akhirnya saya bisa melihat sesuatu di balik kedangkalan si cewek-cewek itu. Bahwa, ternyata bener kata bapak saya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Pria memang suka dengan 'bad girl' macam itu, tapi tidak untuk 'dibawa pulang'. Dan sebaliknya, wanita pun sama."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan benar aja, si pria ini langsung nge-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cut &lt;/span&gt;si &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bad girls&lt;/span&gt; ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, cewek-cewek ini mungkin harus berguru dulu sama bapak saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.s:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder&lt;/span&gt;, terkadang kita punya idealisme tertentu kalo menyangkut pasangan hidup. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me too, and it's really fine. But then again I asked myself whether I deserve 'him' or not. &lt;/span&gt;Sudahkah aku 'sebaik' dia? Sudahkah aku 'selembut' dia? 'Se-penyayang' dia? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I believe, whoever Allah had chosen to us before we born, is the best that we could deserve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-5786815875241400305?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5786815875241400305/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=5786815875241400305&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5786815875241400305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5786815875241400305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/12/bachelor.html' title='The Bachelor'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-7009959570685464556</id><published>2010-12-08T17:27:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T17:34:56.494+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencarian jati diri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>Rise from The Ashes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNRxVOq74Jw/TAob6guGCHI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mmFq7flWQxU/s1600/phoenix+firebird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNRxVOq74Jw/TAob6guGCHI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mmFq7flWQxU/s1600/phoenix+firebird.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lonely creature that couldn't reproduce, and it was one of its kind, as there could only be one kind at a given time. When it became old it died in the middle of flames and then it revived from its ashes. And it's Phoenix, symbol of immortality and resurrection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, i adore it.&lt;br /&gt;It rises from its ashes.&lt;br /&gt;Always wish that I could be like it, and&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna take my flames down.&lt;br /&gt;Like this poem i found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My yesterdays were burned&lt;br /&gt;by Amy Sondova&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet in the death’s ash, embers of hope remain&lt;br /&gt;New dreams given birth in despair&lt;br /&gt;Covered with ash, I mourn what was&lt;br /&gt;To remember what will be no more&lt;br /&gt;Then like the Phoenix I’ll rise&lt;br /&gt;With renewed passion glowing red, yellow, orange&lt;br /&gt;Ash will give way to flame&lt;br /&gt;Like the Phoenix I’ll soar again&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I?&lt;br /&gt;Seems like giving up is the easiest way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine ever told me:&lt;br /&gt;"A little-baby never gave up to learn how to walk, even he/she always fell down thousands times, and got hurt. But, guess what? Instead of giving up, he/she never stopped, and it's work! He/she able to have a little step, even run in the next 1-2 years! That's the power of faith."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith?&lt;br /&gt;Why all problems always ended in this-'faith'-thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: I repost it from my facebook's notes. Pic's from google.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-7009959570685464556?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7009959570685464556/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=7009959570685464556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7009959570685464556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7009959570685464556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/12/rise-from-ashes.html' title='Rise from The Ashes'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNRxVOq74Jw/TAob6guGCHI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mmFq7flWQxU/s72-c/phoenix+firebird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-4677824743013913838</id><published>2010-12-08T11:28:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T17:13:35.550+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommended'/><title type='text'>After Tangled</title><content type='html'>After watched Tangled, I've realized something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya suka pria berjenggot/berjanggut (yang mana deh yang bener), dan berbadan besar. Nyahahaha, geli banget kan dengernya? Tapi ini beneran, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I love Flynn Rider. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TP8KQHqdknI/AAAAAAAAAbo/qNRc0Fa-1mo/s1600/flynn%2Brider.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TP8KQHqdknI/AAAAAAAAAbo/qNRc0Fa-1mo/s320/flynn%2Brider.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548164537995072114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Flynn Rider! (pretend to be) Bad Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TP8KPwejTTI/AAAAAAAAAbg/eEG7d-9DX1Q/s1600/i%2Bsee%2Bthe%2Blight%2B%255B2%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TP8KPwejTTI/AAAAAAAAAbg/eEG7d-9DX1Q/s320/i%2Bsee%2Bthe%2Blight%2B%255B2%255D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548164531771100466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey, I've never seen this scene!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TP8KPoXOI9I/AAAAAAAAAbY/1i78AOYd3U8/s1600/i%2Bsee%2Bthe%2Blight%2B%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TP8KPoXOI9I/AAAAAAAAAbY/1i78AOYd3U8/s320/i%2Bsee%2Bthe%2Blight%2B%255B1%255D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548164529592869842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you know what, when it came to this scene,&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly said 'aaaaw' loudly and uncontrolably!&lt;br /&gt;think my friends're ashamed of me haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4oCn4INF0Q/TOIHtkt9CBI/AAAAAAAACpA/WrpEeQRnbSw/s1600/pascal+in+tangled+movie.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4oCn4INF0Q/TOIHtkt9CBI/AAAAAAAACpA/WrpEeQRnbSw/s1600/pascal+in+tangled+movie.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and don't forget about Pascal!&lt;br /&gt;I used to freak out of reptile, but this cute chameleon could be the exceptional. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Pics are from &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0226531/mediaindex"&gt;IMDB.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-4677824743013913838?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4677824743013913838/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=4677824743013913838&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/4677824743013913838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/4677824743013913838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/12/after-watching-tangled-ive-realized.html' title='After Tangled'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TP8KQHqdknI/AAAAAAAAAbo/qNRc0Fa-1mo/s72-c/flynn%2Brider.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-6221986156573573928</id><published>2010-12-03T11:34:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T11:47:22.775+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencarian jati diri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religious'/><title type='text'>Miracles Happen Everyday</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Sometimes, I think Allah gave me clues, I just didn't notice. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like what happened last night.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku lagi sedih banget (kayaknya plus labil juga lagi PMS) karena suatu hal, plus ragu-ragu juga apa aku bisa melakukan sesuatu yang kalo orang rasional bilang '&lt;i&gt;impossible&lt;/i&gt;'. Apalagi belakangan ini aku sering ngerasa sendirian, bener-bener yang kayak &lt;i&gt;no one could help m&lt;/i&gt;e deh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Silly me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;After Isya&lt;/i&gt;, aku mendadak keingetan buku yang udah lamaaa banget ku beli, tapi belum sempet aku baca. Mendadak aku pengen baca, dan kalimat pertama yang aku baca bunyinya begini:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sungguh Allah tidak akan mengubah keadaan suatu kaum kecuali bila kaum yang bersangkutan berusaha mengubah sendiri keadaannya (Qs. Ar-Ra'du: 11).&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku merinding. Dia menjawabnya, langsung.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9079973622032240798-6221986156573573928?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6221986156573573928/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=6221986156573573928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6221986156573573928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6221986156573573928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/12/miracles-happen-everyday.html' title='Miracles Happen Everyday'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-6726000761835451999</id><published>2010-12-01T21:56:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T17:21:22.035+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommended'/><title type='text'>Do-Fun</title><content type='html'>Jadi hari sabtu kemarin itu, karena lagi sama-sama stress dan bosen ngemall-ngemall lagi, plus si pacar pake Yamaha juga, akhirnya dari awal minggu kemarin kita udah ngerencanain ke Dufan! (pengguna Yamaha beli 1 gratis 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it works for me so well that week&lt;/span&gt;. Bimbingan semangat, kertas dicoret-coret dosen tetap semangat, ditanya-tanyain dosen nggak bisa jawab tetep semangat, revisi seabrek tetep semangat, nyari referensi semangat. Pokoknya mo ngapa-ngapain semangat gara-gara mikirin Dufan. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seru bangetlah pokoknya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah pernah nyobain Hysteria? Kita baru kemarin itu. Dan reviewnya satu deh, Hysteria nggak ngasih kesempatan untuk nggak histeris. Bahkan untuk ngambil nafas. Hahaha! (pengalaman pribadi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By the way,&lt;/span&gt; gara-gara ngeliat anak kecil asik banget makan popcorn, kitapun akhirnya ngiler dan makan popcorn juga, ternyata, sumpaaahh enak banget! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Recommended &lt;/span&gt;deh, apalagi yang kita makan waktu itu, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cheese flavour&lt;/span&gt;. Yum yumm! (Loh ini kenapa ujungnya juga rekomendasi makanan ya, bhahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Enough talk. Here are some picts for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1146.snc4/148871_465978659806_706094806_5724653_4031137_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 412px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1146.snc4/148871_465978659806_706094806_5724653_4031137_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs569.ash2/149107_465974609806_706094806_5724622_6428506_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 415px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs569.ash2/149107_465974609806_706094806_5724622_6428506_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs574.ash2/149675_465979214806_706094806_5724658_3328410_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 253px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs574.ash2/149675_465979214806_706094806_5724658_3328410_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs614.ash2/156633_465979399806_706094806_5724659_7666508_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 256px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs614.ash2/156633_465979399806_706094806_5724659_7666508_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1174.snc4/154610_465979564806_706094806_5724662_3252354_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 252px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1174.snc4/154610_465979564806_706094806_5724662_3252354_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oiya, foto-foto ini juga hasil dari cuci-scan roll film-nya si &lt;a href="http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/11/pinko.html"&gt;Pinko&lt;/a&gt; yang pertama, dengan cross-processing, di Seni Abadi, Wastu Kencana, Bandung. Lucu ga, lucu ga? Enak banget cuci-scan di sana, ramah-ramah banget orangnyaa! Dan cuma sejam. Yihaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I &lt;s&gt;do&lt;/s&gt; did fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dear &lt;/span&gt;pacar&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, thanks for letting my childhood alive. I really love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-6726000761835451999?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6726000761835451999/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=6726000761835451999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6726000761835451999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6726000761835451999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/12/do-fun.html' title='Do-Fun'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-6916720431171160435</id><published>2010-11-21T06:55:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T07:26:38.314+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv show'/><title type='text'>Kid Inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TOhjxtuL2BI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/2zqRmQSEqaU/s1600/IMG_1600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TOhjxtuL2BI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/2zqRmQSEqaU/s320/IMG_1600.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541789047217444882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ankara, 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We move on, we move out, we move away from our families and form our own. But the basic insecurities, the basic fears and all those old wounds just grow up with us. We get bigger, we get taller, we get older. But, for the most part, we're still a bunch of kids, running around the playground, trying desperately to fit in. &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Meredith Grey-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-6916720431171160435?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6916720431171160435/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=6916720431171160435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6916720431171160435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6916720431171160435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/11/kid-inside.html' title='Kid Inside'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TOhjxtuL2BI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/2zqRmQSEqaU/s72-c/IMG_1600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-374811380585059548</id><published>2010-11-20T06:31:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T06:59:26.859+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencarian jati diri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Aku iri dengan orang-orang yang sudah tau dengan mimpinya. Bahkan ada yang bisa merincinya dengan sangat detail, walaupun hanya sekedar mimpi. Bahkan lebih iri lagi dengan yang mau dan bisa mewujudkannya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau aku, aku hanya punya yang pertama. Keinginan untuk bermimpi. Aku tau mimpi-mimpiku walaupun masih &lt;i&gt;blur&lt;/i&gt;, sangat sangat &lt;i&gt;blur&lt;/i&gt;. Tapi untuk mewujudkannya. Wow, nanti dulu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm a coward. Yea called me that.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Takut si mimpi berbenturan dengan kepentingan yang lain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Takut si mimpi tidak sesuai dengan harapan yang lain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Takut gantungannya si mimpi tidak setinggi 'bintang'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Takut si mimpi merepotkan dan menyusahkan yang lain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Takut si mimpi merusak mimpi yang lain, yang bahkan untuk memikirkannya saja aku takut.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Absurd.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Orang-orang bilang, "jangan takut bermimpi." &lt;i&gt;Hell yeah&lt;/i&gt;, dulu memang begitu, dan teorinya memang begitu. Tapi setiap orang punya situasi dan kondisinya masing-masing. Jadi, jangan mengeneralisir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maybe, someday I will. I will not be afraid of dreaming. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;But now, it's time to face reality&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-374811380585059548?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/374811380585059548/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=374811380585059548&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/374811380585059548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/374811380585059548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/11/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-233661340418926658</id><published>2010-11-13T09:31:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T10:05:44.643+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencarian jati diri'/><title type='text'>Don't Be Scared</title><content type='html'>I promise to myself. From now on,&lt;br /&gt;I will learn to hold back.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna lose a lil bit of myself, but that's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InsyaAllah pasti bisa.&lt;br /&gt;Sudah saatnya.&lt;br /&gt;Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/350/717ED837483AD5C2E5DCF48A33B27EE4.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-233661340418926658?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/233661340418926658/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=233661340418926658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/233661340418926658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/233661340418926658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/11/dont-be-scared.html' title='Don&apos;t Be Scared'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-958807523761278292</id><published>2010-11-10T21:52:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T22:41:53.679+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='role model'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Favreau Favreau</title><content type='html'>Gara-gara ngeliat salah satu temen backpacker posting fotonya si mas ganteng ini di facebook, aku jadi sadar. Ternyata banyak juga fansnya doi. Termasuk saya! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa sih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.chicagobusiness.com/apps/pbcsi.dll/storyimage/CG/20081101/ISSUE02/100030892/AR-100030892.jpg?ref=AR&amp;amp;maxw=368&amp;amp;q=100"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 490px;" src="http://www.chicagobusiness.com/apps/pbcsi.dll/storyimage/CG/20081101/ISSUE02/100030892/AR-100030892.jpg?ref=AR&amp;amp;maxw=368&amp;amp;q=100" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ini dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jon_Favreau_%28speechwriter%29"&gt;Jonathan Favreau&lt;/a&gt; bolo-bolo. Speechwriter-nya Barack Obama. Sebenarnya agak berharap dia ikutan dateng ke Indonesia, aheuw aheuw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smarty-pants&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HIS (Handsome-in-Suit)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NLY (Nerdy-Looks-Yummy)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;White-House&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; kinda guy (bhahaha, apa sih)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;President's Assistant and Director of Speechwriting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Couldn't ask for more. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some pics from mbah Gug just for you. Enjoy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/2d/Barack_Obama_and_Jon_Favreau_in_the_Oval_Office.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 256px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/2d/Barack_Obama_and_Jon_Favreau_in_the_Oval_Office.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in the Oval Office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.politico.com/global/click/091022_obamafavreau_wh_392_regular.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 287px;" src="http://images.politico.com/global/click/091022_obamafavreau_wh_392_regular.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;looking serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.yankeepotroast.org/image/jonfavreau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 362px;" src="http://www.yankeepotroast.org/image/jonfavreau.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pasti jago ngegombal. Raawrr! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Dear pacar, I LOVE YOU! Jangan cembulu yaaa! Hihihi ;P Buat yang mau liat doi beraksi, tonton aja &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1201658/"&gt;By The People: The Election of Barack Obama&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-958807523761278292?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/958807523761278292/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=958807523761278292&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/958807523761278292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/958807523761278292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/11/favreau-favreau.html' title='Favreau Favreau'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-8968544610855336485</id><published>2010-11-09T09:19:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T19:39:37.883+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='78'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>Normal and Stable</title><content type='html'>Jadi keingetan sesuatu. Kayaknya bakal panjang nih postingnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berawal dari &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;browsing &lt;/span&gt;sana-sini, sampai nemu 'catatan harian online'-nya si wanita ini. Trus jadi keingetan sesuatu. Gini awalnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suatu hari, si pria ini entah dari mana ngeliat profil maya-ku. Waktu kali pertama kita ngobrol adalah pada saat si pria ini nge-'add' salah satu akun messengerku. Awalnya nggak aku tanggepin sampe dia menyebut salah satu teman dekatku waktu SMA. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;, si pria ini bilang dia kenal banget sama teman SMA-ku ini, teman kecilnya apa kalo nggak salah. Akhirnya, kita ngobrol banyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awalnya juga biasa aja ngobrol sama si pria ini. Pas aku tanya si teman SMA-ku, dia kaget juga kenapa aku bisa kenal, tapi intinya dia tau si teman kecilnya itu, dan aku percaya teman SMA-ku ini. Tapi lama-lama, obrolannya mulai intens. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He began to text me. And that's when I knew he began to 'approach' me.&lt;/span&gt; (halah) Bukannya pede, tapi aku seperti punya radar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when they did it&lt;/span&gt;. Karena pada dasarnya, aku takut didekati pria. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seriously. Even my boyfriend ever said he always scared to tell that he loves me,&lt;/span&gt; karena pada dasarnya dia tau aku yang 'penakut' ini, dan dia nggak mau aku takut sama dia karena perasaannya dia. (Padahal kan waktu itu aku juga ngarep dia ngomong, dasaaaarr...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intinya, aku mulai takut sama pria ini. Apalagi waktu dia mulai menunjukkan tanda-tanda tertentu. Aku selalu mengibaratkan pria-pria dalam tahap ini seperti burung:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Burung merak jantan pada musim kawin yang ingin mendapatkan pasangannya, biasanya akan mengembangkan ekor-ekornya yang indah. Tujuannya: supaya terlihat keren, dan pasangannya jadi takjub&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Burung unta pada musim kawin yang ingin mendapatkan pasangannya, biasanya melakukan tarian konyol dengan memutar-mutar tubuhnya. Tujuannya: supaya pasangannya terkesan dia 'jago akan sesuatu'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Dalam keadaan normal dan stabil, biasanya aku langsung males nih kalo ada yang ngedeketin kayak gini. Ibarat bunglon, aku akan mengubah warnaku jadi warna-warna tajam supaya bunglon jantan tau aku mengirim pesan, "jangan dekat-dekat!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anywhoo&lt;/span&gt;, aku nggak kayak bunglon. Jadi walaupun terdengar klise, tapi aku ngasih sinyal 'kita temenan aja', &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I mean it. I really hoped we could be friend.&lt;/span&gt; Tapi ternyata doi nggak mau tuh, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and one day he disappeared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time flies. Nothing's changed with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someday, somehow, I was checking on my social network account, and I found this girl. &lt;/span&gt;Sebenarnya wanita ini juga sekolah di SMA yang sama denganku, dan dia berteman dengan teman-temanku. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know her, and I'm pretty sure she knows me, but we didn't talk each other. &lt;/span&gt;Yah, seperti itulah. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She's kinda changing her relationship status, with someone I knew I'm familiar with. And, guess who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yea, that guy. That exact same guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To me, see that, I was like, "wow, small world, huh?!"&lt;/span&gt; Beneran nggak ada perasaan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jealous&lt;/span&gt; sama sekali. Bahkan aku sempat nge-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;add &lt;/span&gt;si pria ini, karena aku anggap dia teman lama. Serius deh nggak pake tanda kutip. Dan pas ngeliat tanggal jadiannya, aku sempat mengelus-ngelus dagu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu yang sama dengan waktu dia menghilang. Hmmm... (naluri provoost plus kebanyakan nonton film detektif, hadeh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hal pertama yang terpikir: "Antara kebetulan, atau emang 'pindahnya' cepat, atau dia pasang 'perangkap' dimana-mana?" Dan jujur, perasaanku nggak enak banget, apalagi setelah dulu sempat menebak pria macam apa dia. Jujur, aku pengen ngasih tau si wanita ini, tapi gimana lagi. Pertama, mereka udah jadian. Kedua, aku nggak terlalu deket sama si wanita. Masa ujug-ujug. Akhirnya aku pilih diam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I made BAD BAD decision.&lt;/span&gt; Beberapa bulan kemudian aku penasaran kok belum ada tanda-tanda si pria ini meng-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;confirm &lt;/span&gt;undangan pertemananku ya? Dan ternyata pas di cek, emang belum di-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;confirm&lt;/span&gt;. Sempat bertanya-tanya tapi akhirnya malah lupa gara-gara terlalu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;excited for going abroad to Turkey&lt;/span&gt;. Yay! Dan karena perjalanan dan internet yang cuma bisa di hotel, akhirnya aku jarang online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari itu, bosan sendirian di hotel pas abis mandi (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;roomate&lt;/span&gt;-ku lagi ngecengin bule-bule Turki, haha), akhirnya ku putuskan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hot spot&lt;/span&gt;-an di laptop. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;First notification I got was from that guy. He confirmed me. And I smelt something fishy.&lt;/span&gt; Dan benar saja, ternyata mereka berdua putus. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the day he confirmed me was the exact day he broke up with her! Even he wall-ed me with something nice and&lt;/span&gt; 'ganjen' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;'sok deket' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;words&lt;/span&gt;. Tapi terus dia hapus, dan diganti &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something polite like,&lt;/span&gt; "Hey, Ney, gimana kabarnya?" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But hell-ooo, it's written on my email. Asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan baru tau baru-baru ini, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they broke up because he cheated on her. JERK&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku semakin merasa bersalah sama si wanita ini, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because I've never told her. What would you do if you're me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.s:&lt;/span&gt; Pesan moralnya adalah kita bisa menilai seseorang dengan benar ketika kita berada di situasi yang sangat normal dan stabil. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, be stable&lt;/span&gt;. Dan untuk si wanita ini, saya benar-benar minta maaf. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm really sure that you're worth the great guy, way much greater than him. Fighting!&lt;/span&gt; :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-8968544610855336485?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8968544610855336485/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=8968544610855336485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/8968544610855336485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/8968544610855336485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/11/normal-and-stable.html' title='Normal and Stable'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-8193635075844359438</id><published>2010-11-06T23:03:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T20:03:25.311+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Pinko</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://modculture.typepad.com/.a/6a00d83451cbb069e2012875fe8c1d970c-800wi"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 269px;" src="http://modculture.typepad.com/.a/6a00d83451cbb069e2012875fe8c1d970c-800wi" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to introduce my new (not)toycam, Pinko!&lt;br /&gt;thanks, indocomtech!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.s:&lt;/span&gt; Duh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;newbie &lt;/span&gt;bgt nih, kalo ada yang punya Disderi Robot 3 35mm juga, mau berguru dongg.. hehehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-8193635075844359438?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8193635075844359438/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=8193635075844359438&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/8193635075844359438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/8193635075844359438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/11/pinko.html' title='Pinko'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-5197653800476837907</id><published>2010-11-06T11:57:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T20:04:16.772+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='backpacking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indonesia'/><title type='text'>Get Well Soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs472.snc3/25901_385549874806_706094806_3995453_5897521_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 410px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs472.snc3/25901_385549874806_706094806_3995453_5897521_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs472.ash1/25901_385549509806_706094806_3995414_6476372_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 285px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs472.ash1/25901_385549509806_706094806_3995414_6476372_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs472.ash1/25901_385548619806_706094806_3995378_1570126_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 285px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs472.ash1/25901_385548619806_706094806_3995378_1570126_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jogja, cepat sembuh ya. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-5197653800476837907?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5197653800476837907/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=5197653800476837907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5197653800476837907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5197653800476837907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/11/get-well-soon.html' title='Get Well Soon'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-1421424353020430093</id><published>2010-11-04T04:57:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T05:15:09.262+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>Putus</title><content type='html'>Aku memang sudah tua dan kolot, ketinggalan zaman katanya.&lt;br /&gt;Aku memang jauh lebih lamban, tidak seprima, dan tidak seproduktif dulu.&lt;br /&gt;Dibandingkan pada saat pertama kali kita bertemu.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku rasa hal itu tidak bisa dijadikan alasan untuk meninggalkanku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak adil rasanya.&lt;br /&gt;Padahal aku tak pernah mengkhianatimu, meninggalkanmu. Sedikitpun.&lt;br /&gt;Kuberikan semuanya yang kau mau, tapi kau remehkan aku tepat di wajahku.&lt;br /&gt;Teganya kau sakiti aku setelah semuanya yang kuberikan untukmu.&lt;br /&gt;Teganya kau buang aku karena aku tidak semenarik dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padahal itu semua juga karenamu.&lt;br /&gt;Karena aku yang terlalu setia padamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa kau senang dengan pacar barumu?&lt;br /&gt;Dia kan berbeda denganku.&lt;br /&gt;Dia jauh lebih keren dan modern, tidak seperti aku yang keriput dan kuno ini.&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana kabarmu dengannya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga dia juga bisa menghidupimu seperti aku dulu.&lt;br /&gt;Semoga dia juga bisa setia layaknya aku dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaf, tapi aku ingin putus denganmu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tidak.&lt;br /&gt;Tidak seperti yang lain yang bisa berpikir klise, "kita berteman saja" setelah putus.&lt;br /&gt;Karena aku tidak bisa.&lt;br /&gt;Maaf, kita tidak bisa berteman setelah ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampaikan saja salamku untuk pacar barumu, Teknologi.&lt;br /&gt;Semoga kalian bahagia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bumi&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/9079973622032240798-1421424353020430093?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1421424353020430093/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=1421424353020430093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/1421424353020430093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/1421424353020430093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/11/putus.html' title='Putus'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-5602794421903113192</id><published>2010-11-03T23:22:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T20:05:23.639+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>Arrogancy</title><content type='html'>Ternyata masih ada orang-orang yang berpikir jika dengan merendahkan orang lain, maka dirinya sendiri akan tampak 'lebih tinggi'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salah besar, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's what I called arrogancy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you were trully being higher somehow, then you'd be higher by itself. Even when you did nothing to prove it. There's no need to step on peeps' heads.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We're nothing, man. Just a lil dot. A piece of dust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang bisa dibanggakan dari sebutir debu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-5602794421903113192?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5602794421903113192/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=5602794421903113192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5602794421903113192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5602794421903113192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/11/ternyata-ada-orang-orang-yang-berpikir.html' title='Arrogancy'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-8241618334029726409</id><published>2010-11-01T20:51:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T20:06:33.851+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencarian jati diri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommended'/><title type='text'>Insecure</title><content type='html'>Seorang teman baik pernah berkata, "Emang sih, rasa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;insecure &lt;/span&gt;itu nggak pandang bulu soal milih korbannya, nggak peduli orang itu udah se-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perfect &lt;/span&gt;apapun juga. Tapi, yaaah... anggap aja itu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anti self-respect&lt;/span&gt;, kalo lo aja nggak menghargai diri lo sendiri, siapa lagi?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, I've been there too. Who hasn't anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan itu ngeganggu banget. Ada-ada aja deh kasusnya, mulai dari diomongin orang, sampe diomongin diri sendiri.  :D Dan yang lebih nyebelin lagi, kebetulan banget orang-orang ini bukan orang-orang yang kenal sama kita. Hemmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang teman bahkan pernah bilang aku itu cewek yang "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;open-book&lt;/span&gt;" banget (kayak ujian aja!), nggak ada misterius-misteriusnya, bikin cowok-cowok jadi males ngedeketin. Dan yang ngomong gitu cowok. Bayangin aja, hahahaha.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; As he said&lt;/span&gt;, "kebaca banget deh. Apalagi dari blog, twitter, plurk, dan semua &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;account &lt;/span&gt;jejaring sosial lo yang lain deh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIALAN.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;STALKER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu itu jelas aku &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;down &lt;/span&gt;banget, sampe akhirnya salah satu teman baikku (cewek) bilang, "duh apaan sih tuh cowok. Emang semua cowok kayak dia? Nggak usahlah didengerin. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If they don't like you the way you are, it's their lost&lt;/span&gt;. Dan menurut gue, lo nggak se-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;open-book&lt;/span&gt; itu kok, buktinya gue masih suka terkaget-kaget kadang lo bisa sangat-sangat dewasa, sedetik kemudian kayak anak kecil, di detik kemudian balik dewasa lagi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan gara-gara kata-kata itu (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plus &lt;/span&gt;aku disuruh nonton &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1001508/"&gt;He's Just Not That Into You&lt;/a&gt;), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it felt waaaaayy better!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, instead of 'open-book' person, I chose 'honest' to replace it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kesimpulan:&lt;/span&gt; Resep &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anti-insecure&lt;/span&gt; adalah sebagai berikut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;paling sedikit 1 buah persahabatan (pastikan isi kemasan belum &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;expired&lt;/span&gt;, dan lebih banyak lebih baik), dan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;129 menit waktu untuk menonton film He's Just Not That Into You.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wise person once told me that if a guy wants to be with a girl, he will make it happen, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Gigi, He's Just Not That Into You-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But, beware of those 'insecure-girls-hunters' out there. So that if you really like someone, make sure you really care about that person, not because that person fills your emptyness (so lame!), but completes you.&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/347/0586306EB4917717952D521BAB447F40.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&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/9079973622032240798-8241618334029726409?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8241618334029726409/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=8241618334029726409&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/8241618334029726409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/8241618334029726409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/11/insecure.html' title='Insecure'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-6739170098160451217</id><published>2010-10-29T19:32:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T18:46:06.865+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>Unfinished Business</title><content type='html'>I am really unsure about writing this post, but I keep thinking about something. Something that I have tried not to think about, something that I think I am too scared even just thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I help myself with the thought that I was a mean person. That is it. But it is not enough. It is never enough. And I feel haunted and guilty even more when someone else told about this person. And I never, ever, in my any cells of my body, have a thought to hurt this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I was wrong. I never had a clear statement to this person, so I hope this person read my post, because you know, I'm suck on talking. Really suck. And I never have any guts to tell the truth, because I don't want to hurt this person, not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm stuck here.&lt;br /&gt;I'll put some lines from one of my favourite movies that describe my feelings the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summer:&lt;/span&gt; I woke up one morning and I just knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tom:&lt;/span&gt; Knew what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summer:&lt;/span&gt; What I was never sure of with you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summer:&lt;/span&gt; Well, you know, I guess it's 'cause I was sitting in a deli and reading Dorian Gray and a guy comes up to me and asks me about it and... now he's my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tom:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah. And... so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summer:&lt;/span&gt; So, what if I'd gone to the movies? What if I had gone somewhere else for lunch? What if I'd gotten there 10 minutes later? It was - it was meant to be. And... I just kept thinking... Tom was right. [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;about true love that they talked about before&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tom:&lt;/span&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summer:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah, I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summer:&lt;/span&gt; I did. It just wasn't me that you were right about.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just wasn't me that you were right about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, listen here, I always believe that you have a huge heart, and you are a great person. And I believe that someday, if you always think you are a great person, you will be a great one. And trust me, I know that somewhere, somehow, you will meet the one. We will never know what Allah had planned to all of us. You always told me that. I am so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything happened for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney.&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/9079973622032240798-6739170098160451217?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6739170098160451217/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=6739170098160451217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6739170098160451217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6739170098160451217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/10/unfinished-business.html' title='Unfinished Business'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-4160510549698086599</id><published>2010-10-28T20:06:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T20:20:30.507+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kangen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='backpacking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Come Back Soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs416.snc3/25081_385592089806_706094806_3996734_288953_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 368px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs416.snc3/25081_385592089806_706094806_3996734_288953_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spongebob&lt;/span&gt;: What do you usually do when I'm gone?                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Patrick&lt;/span&gt;: Wait for you to come back.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me.miss.ya,spongebob.&lt;br /&gt;wait, so that means i'm Patrick. errr.. #nggaklucu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney&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/9079973622032240798-4160510549698086599?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4160510549698086599/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=4160510549698086599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/4160510549698086599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/4160510549698086599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/10/come-back-soon.html' title='Come Back Soon'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-7543930227980301280</id><published>2010-10-28T07:06:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T07:15:16.926+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Sebenarnya ini bukan tentang kematianmu, bukan itu.&lt;br /&gt;Karena, aku tahu bahwa semua yang ada pasti menjadi tiada pada akhirnya, dan kematian adalah sesuatu yang pasti, dan kali ini adalah giliranmu untuk pergi, aku sangat tahu itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi yang membuatku tersentak sedemikian hebat,&lt;br /&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;Pada airmata yang jatuh kali ini, aku selipkan salam perpisahan panjang,&lt;br /&gt;pada kesetiaan yang telah kau ukir,&lt;br /&gt;pada kenangan pahit manis selama kau ada,&lt;br /&gt;&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;&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;&lt;br /&gt;kau dulu tiada untukku, dan sekarang kembali tiada. Selamat jalan sayang, cahaya mataku, penyejuk jiwaku, selamat jalan, calon bidadari surgaku ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BJ.HABIBIE&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Lupa banget sumbernya dari mana! Maaaafff....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-7543930227980301280?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7543930227980301280/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=7543930227980301280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7543930227980301280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7543930227980301280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/10/love-letter.html' title='Love Letter'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-2153678095020905742</id><published>2010-10-27T00:09:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T00:48:12.809+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kangen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Lil Update</title><content type='html'>Si pacar akhirnya keterima kerja juga, di BRI. Setelah melalui proses yang panjang, lama, dan penuh pengorbanan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*dramatis*&lt;/span&gt;, akhirnya... :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So proud of him&lt;/span&gt;, apalagi mengingat pertama kali dia ngasih CV ya ke BRI ini, langsung keterima. Jadi nggak ngerasain nganggur setelah lulus deh, walaupun jadinya nggak bisa ikutan wisuda. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*nggak apa-apa ya yang, nanti kita foto wisuda sendiri aja yah... :D*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenernya, seneng banget pacar udah keterima kerja. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's a big step ahead indeed.&lt;/span&gt; Pengennya cepat nyusul juga, hihihi. Tapi di sisi lain, aku jadi nggak punya teman. Biasanya ada dia, bisa nelpon kapan aja, lama-lamaan. Apalagi kalo pas dia di Jakarta, bisa main-main, jalan-jalan, wisata kuliner, berenang bareng, nonton, nge-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;froyo&lt;/span&gt;, atau cuma sekedar main monopoli di rumah. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These things become my bubble-world, my box, my comfort zone, that finally I have to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I talked to someone about this, this person just reacted&lt;/span&gt;, "duh, kayak anak kecil banget sih lo." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yea, you can call me whatever you want. And this is not the first time I got reaction like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dammit, I have to find Neverland. I envy you, Peter Pan!&lt;/span&gt; #KesimpulanYangSalah :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/M1GNNnL_Dj8/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 282px;" src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/M1GNNnL_Dj8/0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ingat episode Spongebob yang ini? Spongebob dan Patrick bermain dengan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imaginary box&lt;/span&gt;-nya, tapi selalu diganggu Squidward yang apatis, yang nggak percaya sebuah kardus kosong bisa begitu menyenangkan. Tapi akhirnya Squidward mupeng juga tuh, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/M1GNNnL_Dj8/0.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Mulai dari hari rabu ini sampe senin minggu depan, si pacar ada &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;outbond &lt;/span&gt;bareng kantornya di Sukabumi. Yang lebih nyiksa, DILARANG BAWA HANDPHONE. :'(( ENAM HARIII! #WhatTheHell #Nelangsa #BigSigh #DamnIWillMissMySpongebobSquareHead #EnamHariMauMati #BerasaLDRLagih #NggakBisaTidur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-2153678095020905742?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2153678095020905742/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=2153678095020905742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/2153678095020905742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/2153678095020905742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/10/lil-update.html' title='Lil Update'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-35346390604456950</id><published>2010-10-20T21:36:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T01:09:14.607+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Tensionless Horror Movie</title><content type='html'>Pernah nggak ngerasa pengen atau penasaran banget nonton film horror tapi &lt;s&gt;nggak berani&lt;/s&gt; males nonton, karena males deg-degan (deg-degan aja kok males, ck!). Kalo aku pernah banget tuh, sering malah. Karena jujur, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am a big fan of horror movie&lt;/span&gt;, tapi yang berkualitas, yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pure horror&lt;/span&gt;, yang hantunya muncul &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naturally&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Such as&lt;/span&gt;, Shutter, Paranormal Activity, Mirror (film Indonesia), Quarantine atau model horror klasik macam Drag Me To Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, ya itu tadi. Capek kaget-kagetnya, tapi penasaran. Dan kalo aku pribadi sih, tanpa faktor kaget-kaget itu tadi, aku masih bisa menikmati filmnya. Jadi, kalo kasusnya kayak aku gini, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here I give you some tips to watch horror movie tensionless&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suara&lt;/span&gt;. Mood penonton dari sebuah film horror sebagian besar dikendalikan oleh suara. Baik itu, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;backsound &lt;/span&gt;atau&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sound effect&lt;/span&gt;. Jadi, kalo mau nonton film horror tanpa kaget, usahakan bagaimana caranya untuk mengecilkan volume suara tersebut. Kalo kasusnya lagi di bioskop, tutup kuping aja. Masih kedengeran kok suaranya, tapi pelan. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it works more effective than if you close your eyes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jangan lengah&lt;/span&gt;. Dengan kata lain, selalu siaga. Beberapa kasus film horror mungkin hanya menegangkan di malam hari, tapi di kasus lain, ketegangannya nggak pandang bulu. Selain itu, jangan terjebak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;backsound &lt;/span&gt;atau &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sound effect&lt;/span&gt; yang mereda. Karena bukan berarti ketegangan mereda, justru biasanya ada 'gempa susulan'. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's what I called it.&lt;/span&gt; Biasanya kasus ini memang sengaja diciptakan sang sutradara untuk mengatasi penonton yang sedang menutup telinga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jam awal&lt;/span&gt;. Menontonlah di siang hari. Terbukti loh, ini pengaruh banget. Kenapa? Karena hari masih panjang. Setelah nonton, kita masih bisa makan dulu, jalan-jalan dulu, belanja, nana nini dulu. Syukur-syukur bisa lupa. Coba kalo kita nontonnya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;midnight&lt;/span&gt;, paling langsung pulang, sampe rumah langsung tidur. Belum kalo di bioskop mesti nyari-nyari tempat parkir dulu, kan. Padahal paling berasa takutnya kalo abis nonton horror tuh ya pas sendirian, mau tidur, sama mandi, ya nggak? Kalo udah nonton siang tapi masih kebayang, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mp3 player will work a lot&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pelampiasan&lt;/span&gt;. Kadang, beberapa film horror bikin penontonnya gregetan, entah itu lagi kejar-kejaran sama setan, main tak umpet sama setan, atau setannya nggak muncul-muncul. Kalo aku, pas keadaan lagi kayak gini, aku butuh pelampiasan yang bisa diremas-remas atau ditinju-tinju atau dicubit-cubit. Paling pas emang ngajak pacar. Kalo orang lain ngajak pacar biar bisa meluk pas takut, kalo pacarku malah jadi babak belur kayaknya, untung dia pelatih bela diri. :P Kalo kasusnya di rumah, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pillows will work too&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Open your eyes.&lt;/span&gt; Kalo ini sih aku pribadi ya, dan cenderung agak riskan. Kalo aku, aku nggak pernah menutup mata waktu nonton film horror. Percaya atau enggak, justru ketika terang-terangan aku ngelihat penampakan setannya, malah cenderung jadi nggak takut. Kok bisa? Karena aku malah mikirin make-up nya si setan, rambutnya dicatok, dan hal-hal lain. Tapi di beberapa kasus yang make-up artisnya keren, justru hal ini malah bikin tambah kebayang malam-malamnya. Jadi kalo saran yang ini 50:50 deh. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think that's all, folks&lt;/span&gt;. Ada tambahan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney.&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/9079973622032240798-35346390604456950?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/35346390604456950/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=35346390604456950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/35346390604456950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/35346390604456950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/10/tensionless-horror-movie.html' title='Tensionless Horror Movie'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-8007696437488559882</id><published>2010-10-19T23:01:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T23:08:56.448+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommended'/><title type='text'>Horror Scene</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TL3Btcg8qpI/AAAAAAAAAbI/P7mKOR6Ue9Q/s1600/page+horror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TL3Btcg8qpI/AAAAAAAAAbI/P7mKOR6Ue9Q/s400/page+horror.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529788903973497490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Park Gae In:&lt;/span&gt; I wanted to scare him just a lil bit, but he's really scared.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! This is one of my favorite scenes.&lt;br /&gt;For the Personal Taste lovers, wait for the other scenes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney.&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/9079973622032240798-8007696437488559882?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8007696437488559882/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=8007696437488559882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/8007696437488559882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/8007696437488559882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/10/horror-scene.html' title='Horror Scene'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TL3Btcg8qpI/AAAAAAAAAbI/P7mKOR6Ue9Q/s72-c/page+horror.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-7017855396167289033</id><published>2010-10-18T08:24:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T08:41:00.181+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupidity'/><title type='text'>BF's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;2345&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saya&lt;/span&gt;: (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mencet nama pacar di handphone, tersambung. Diangkat&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pacar&lt;/span&gt;: "Halo, Assalamualaikum."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saya&lt;/span&gt;: "Waalaikumsalam, ayaaaangg... Mau ulangtahun yaaa? Cieee.. Deg-degan nggak? Ayo cerita kamu udah ngapain aja selama 21 tahun? Blablablablablabla"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pacar&lt;/span&gt;: (motong pembicaraan) "Eh yang, aku abis makan sambel tadi, trus sekarang mules. Aku beol dulu ya..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saya&lt;/span&gt;: -__-' "Yaudah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;2350&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kutelfon, tapi nggak diangkat. Masih beol.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;2400&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Handphoneku akhirnya bunyi&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saya&lt;/span&gt;: (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Semangat&lt;/span&gt;) "Ayaaaang, happy birthdaaaay! Semoga panjang umur, cepet dapet kerja, makin sayang sama akuu... Holeeee!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pacar&lt;/span&gt;: "Amiiiinn"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saya&lt;/span&gt;: "Eh yang bentar deh, ada suara apa sih tadi? Coba deh diem dulu." (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nggak lama setelah diam, saya nyanyi 'Happy Birthday' sampai selesai. Sumpah random abis.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pacar&lt;/span&gt;: "Yaaaaa, makasih yaaa. Dah yuk bobo yuk. Adek kecil nggak boleh bobo malem-malem..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saya&lt;/span&gt;: -______________-' "Yaudaaaaaaahhh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Ney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-7017855396167289033?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7017855396167289033/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=7017855396167289033&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7017855396167289033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7017855396167289033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/10/bfs-birthday.html' title='BF&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-2119784609226329877</id><published>2010-10-17T19:27:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T21:39:46.896+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>My Square-head Spongebob</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TLruR53-NMI/AAAAAAAAAbA/j6HTH3hwIOs/s1600/spongebob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TLruR53-NMI/AAAAAAAAAbA/j6HTH3hwIOs/s400/spongebob.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528993483911476418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to dedicate this post to one of my bestfriends who will have his 22nd birthday tonight, because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;he never left me behind&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he accepted me for who I am, complete with these slow, idiotic, and random sides of me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he always held me at my lowest point&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he always taught me how to be a good person&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he always believed in me, even when I don't&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Thank you for being such a beautiful best(boy)friend to me.&lt;br /&gt;You're my lovely Spongebob, with a square-head. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, my dear. Don't give up on me, just yet. Or I'll squeeze your cheeks and tickle your neck hmm hmm, and this is serious. Love you. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney&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/9079973622032240798-2119784609226329877?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2119784609226329877/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=2119784609226329877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/2119784609226329877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/2119784609226329877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-square-head-spongebob.html' title='My Square-head Spongebob'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TLruR53-NMI/AAAAAAAAAbA/j6HTH3hwIOs/s72-c/spongebob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-3699271123669550434</id><published>2010-10-15T17:10:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T17:19:06.852+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupidity'/><title type='text'>Sorry :'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.radiogtn.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/sorry.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 414px; height: 273px;" src="http://www.radiogtn.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/sorry.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I do stupid things, a lot of it.&lt;br /&gt;especially when I really don't mean it. I don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Ney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-3699271123669550434?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3699271123669550434/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=3699271123669550434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3699271123669550434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3699271123669550434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/10/sorry.html' title='Sorry :&apos;('/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-4991203784472532673</id><published>2010-10-13T16:54:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T17:07:05.661+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kangen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solar plexus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Buat Kamu</title><content type='html'>Hey kamu! Iyaaa, kamuu...&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kamu yang langsung pilek kalo kena ujan (padahal pelatih bela diri)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kamu yang kakinya harus goyang-goyang dulu baru bisa bobo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kamu yang selalu ragu udah ngunci pintu apa belom kalo mau pergi (padahal selalu udah ngunci)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kamu yang bisa bobo hanya dalam waktu 3 detik saja&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kamu yang sukanya makan pisang bakar sama minum es teh manis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nggak usah nengok kanan-kiri, ya kamu itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saya kangen kamu. Selalu. Padahal ngakunya udah terbiasa LDR. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Ney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-4991203784472532673?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4991203784472532673/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=4991203784472532673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/4991203784472532673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/4991203784472532673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/10/buat-kamu.html' title='Buat Kamu'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-42876974137302854</id><published>2010-10-13T01:06:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T00:19:37.220+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>(Another) Love Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TLSrQNfnLbI/AAAAAAAAAaw/s08JR0gIO6o/s1600/thc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TLSrQNfnLbI/AAAAAAAAAaw/s08JR0gIO6o/s320/thc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527230937678949810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="lblQuote"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;: "What is love? How do you know if you're really in love?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt;: "I think it's when you find that someone you can be yourself with, tell them anything you know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;: "You mean like best friends?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt;: "Yea! Love is like when you can't imagine your life without that special person, and words don't come close to how it really feels..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;: "And even though it doesn't make sense to other people you know you're suppose to be with them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt;: "Yea!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;: "And you spend all night thinking about them and when you wake up you have never felt so rested..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt;: "And you feel like you have to hold onto something because your whole body might just float away..."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="lblQuote"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Jessica &amp;amp; April, The Hot Chick-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney&lt;/span&gt;&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/9079973622032240798-42876974137302854?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/42876974137302854/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=42876974137302854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/42876974137302854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/42876974137302854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/10/another-love-quote.html' title='(Another) Love Quote'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TLSrQNfnLbI/AAAAAAAAAaw/s08JR0gIO6o/s72-c/thc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-5757603775858695901</id><published>2010-10-12T00:17:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T16:08:07.733+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Ah, Cengeng.</title><content type='html'>Tenggorokanku selalu sakit kalo nonton film ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TLNHLXDLmtI/AAAAAAAAAao/bW7bUY0e5Zw/s1600/proposal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TLNHLXDLmtI/AAAAAAAAAao/bW7bUY0e5Zw/s320/proposal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526839428205222610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon:&lt;/span&gt; "Do you love me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(nods)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon:&lt;/span&gt; "Will you do something for me, then?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie:&lt;/span&gt; "Anything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon:&lt;/span&gt; "Will you marry me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Landon &amp;amp; Jamie (and me), A Walk to Remember-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney.&lt;/span&gt;&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/9079973622032240798-5757603775858695901?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5757603775858695901/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=5757603775858695901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5757603775858695901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5757603775858695901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/10/ah-cengeng.html' title='Ah, Cengeng.'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TLNHLXDLmtI/AAAAAAAAAao/bW7bUY0e5Zw/s72-c/proposal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-7674812652913322501</id><published>2010-10-10T13:03:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T16:29:10.870+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jakarta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indonesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommended'/><title type='text'>Wisata Kuliner bareng Pacar!</title><content type='html'>Yeah, akhirnya aku kembali ke Jakarta. Alasannya sebenarnya ada dua, si pacar pulang, sama ada pelantikan paskibra. Tapi nggak jadi ikut pelantikan, karena mau ke UI jam 6 sore, nemenin pacar ngeliat pengumuman Job Fair yang kemarin ada di UI. Pssst, ini Job Fair pertamanya looh, hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;, karena pengumumannya baru ada jam 6 sore, dan karena si pacar takut kecewa kalo hari-ini-udah-diniatin-ke-UI-banget, tapi ernyata nanti nggak keterima, jadi kita memutuskan untuk WISATA KULINER duluuu! Yuhuuu! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our favourite dating activity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awalnya nggak ada rencana wisata kuliner sih, tapi berhubung kita cuma pindah TKP dari satu restoran, ke restoran lain, dan ada rekomendasi tempat makan baru, jadi kayaknya hari itu emang judulnya wisata kuliner deh. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lokasi #1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sedap Alami &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;di Taman Permata Buana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum berangkat, pacar sempet nanya, "kamu tau tempat-tempat kayak begini dari mana sih?" Nah kalo yang ini, aku ngeliat di Trans TV dilanjutkan dengan googling, karena di Trans TV nggak dikasih tau alamat lengkapnya siih. Dari si mbah, baru tau deh ternyata restoran ini selain ada di Benhil, ada juga di Taman Permata Buana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah nyasar-nyasar, dari nanya orang lewat sampe nanya satpam yang bilang, "Oh lurus aja mas, sampe mentok belok kanan, trus kiri, nah di situ nanya lagi deh." Sialan, kirain tau. Akhirnya sampe juga deh. Oiya, yang ngebedain restoran ini dengan restoran lain adalah bahan-bahannya yang organik, dan cara masaknya yang 'healthy cooking' gitu deh katanya. Jadi pake alat-alat masak dari material khusus gitu deh. Oke, ribet. Langsung penyajiannya aja ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TLFi3utgAjI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/4PWe5KBLjEw/s1600/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TLFi3utgAjI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/4PWe5KBLjEw/s320/page1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526306927331508786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Captions&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mie sawi.&lt;/span&gt; Keren kaan mie-nya warna hijau! Ini yang pertama kali bikin aku ngiler pengen ke sini. Emang udah banyak sih yang mie berwarna-warni di mana-mana, tapi aku suka takut mau nyoba, takutnya warnanya dari pewarna, kan berabe. Tapi kalo di sini, si warna hijau ini muncul karena si tepung bahan dasar mie-nya dicampur sama sawi yang udah ditumbuk jadi bubuk gitu. Rasanya, YUMMY berat! Apalagi pangsitnya, nggak berminyak gitu! Ada yang pernah nyobain pangsit di Bakmi GM? Nah hampir mirip gitu deh, walaupun pangsitnya Bakmi GM belum ada yang ngalahin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Es Cendolid.&lt;/span&gt; Singkatan dari Cendol Lidah Buaya (kata Trans TV sih). Nggak ada cendolnya sih, tapi duh, top deh yang ini. Segerrr bangettt! Apalagi waktu si lidah buaya-nya menyentuh lidah, rasanyaa... ah, gemes banget deh, pengen digigit. Bagi yang suka manis (ngelirik pacar), cocok banget nih minum beginian. Apalagi lagi siang-siang panas terik kayak di Jakarta belakangan ini.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nah kalo yang ini, aku lupa namanya (maklum pacar yang pesan), tapi kalo menurut penjelasan si pacar, ini sejenis tape gitu. Awalnya sih aku ragu mau mencoba, tapi ngiler juga. Pas nyoba, ketagihan! Bhuahahaha. Cocok banget buat yang suka manis (ngelirik pacar lagi sambil angkat-angkat alis!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nasi Goreng Sedap Alami.&lt;/span&gt; Yang ini juga pesenan pacar. Sempat nyobain sedikit sih, dan enak beraatt! Si pacar aja sampe konsentrasi penuh ke meja makan (pacar diabaikan). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FYI&lt;/span&gt;, minyak yang dipakai di semua makanan di Sedap Alami menggunakan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;olive oil&lt;/span&gt;, jadi jangan khawatir, hehehe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Recommended&lt;/span&gt; deh. Harganya juga passss! Belas-belasan ribu kok (lupa pastinya, yang pasti cuma lima digit, dan angka awalnya 1 atau 2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sedap Alami:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jl Bendungan Hilir Raya 41, Jakarta Pusat. Telp: 021-5702095, 57951767&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taman Permata Buana, Jl Pulau Bira Raya A8 No 1 Kembangan Jakarta Barat. Telp 021-5806667&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lokasi #2:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Gandaria Homa Ice Cream&lt;/span&gt; di Gandaria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perjalanan menuju ke sini penuh tantangan banget deh. Awalnya sih sebenarnya nggak niat mau ke sini, tapi masih siang, kalo langsung ke Depok si pacar males juga, akhirnya dari Permata Buana kita langsung cabut ke Gandaria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pacar sempat nanya, "Yang, kamu tau tempatnya?" Dan aku menjawab dengan percaya diri, "Tau Gandarianya doang sih, gampang lah ya kalo udah di sana."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeeeeekkk!!! (bunyi bel salah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bolak-balik berkali-kali menyusuri Jalan Gandaria I, tapi nggak nemu-nemu plang "Gandaria Homa Ice Cream" atau nomer 39. Akhirnya kita pake cara lama: NANYA. Dari nanya bencong salon, sampe nanya warung-warung kecil, NGGAK ADA YANG TAU, masa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan tampang bingung mau pake nyari dimana lagi, kita berhenti di pinggir jalan. Eh nggak lama, ada mobil merah nyamperin kita, dia buka kaca jendela. Kira-kira percakapannya begini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mbak-mbak di mobil (3M):&lt;/span&gt; "Mbak, numpang nanya, tau tempat jualan bunga di deket sini, nggak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aku (A):&lt;/span&gt; "Oh nggak tau tuh mbak. Kalo Gandaria Homa Ice Cream tau nggak, mbak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loh, jadi saling curhat gini.&lt;br /&gt;Oke, dialog terakhir hanya rekayasa. Aslinya sih aku sama pacar cuma bengong aja sambil bilang "kurang tau". Yaa, menurut loo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya, kita memutuskan untuk nelfon si GHIC. Dan si ibu penerima telfon bilang kalo rumahnya itu berpagar putih ada di sebelah RM Padang Sederhana. Padahal dari tadi kita lewat situuu! Ckckck. Akhirnya kita langsung putar balik, sampailah di depan Sederhana. Tapi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mana? (tetepnyasar.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas dicari-cari lagi, ternyata emang ada rumah berpagar putih di sebelah Sederhana. NOMER 39! Tapi kok, kayak rumah biasa. Tanpa plang. Kayak nggak ada penghuninya lagi, sepi bener. Pintu gerbangnya aja digembok. Mendadak aku takut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*musik horor*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt; "Yang, kabur aja yok! Takut nih."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Si Pacar (SP):&lt;/span&gt; "Yah, sayang dong, udah sampe sini. Coba ditelfon lagi deh. (ngomong sama telfon)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SP:&lt;/span&gt; "Bener kok yang, udah yuk masuk aja."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada ibu-ibu ngebukain pintu, "Masuk aja..." Kita cuma senyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SP: &lt;/span&gt;"Kok nggak ada plangnya ya bu?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ibu GHIC (IGHIC):&lt;/span&gt; "Ah, nggak usah pake plang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SP:&lt;/span&gt; "Nggak ada tempat makannya ya bu?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IGHIC:&lt;/span&gt; "Di dalem aja makannya..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambil menuntun motor, si pacar masukin motornya ke dalam halaman si ibu. Aku mengikuti si pacar di belakang. Tiba-tiba....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*bunyi pintu gerbang dikunci*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aku sama Pacar (ASP):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Liatliatan.com dengan musik horror di benak masing-masing.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IGHIC:&lt;/span&gt; "Yuk masuk..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ASP:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*keingetan film Rumah Dara*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai di dalam rumah, banyak  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;freezer &lt;/span&gt;dengan lorong yang sempit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*pegang tas kenceng-kenceng*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SP:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*siap-siap jurus kancil*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IGHIC:&lt;/span&gt; "Ayo dipilih mau yang mana."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya aku milih &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fruit Cocktail&lt;/span&gt;, si pacar ku pilihin &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vanilla Chocolate Chip&lt;/span&gt;. Tapi si pacar masih curiga plus ketakutan, sampe si Oma yang punya GHIC nyamperin kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oma:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sambil senyum ramah*&lt;/span&gt; "Gimana? Ada yang kurang nggak?" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;-- It's so Rumah Dara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sambil senyum*&lt;/span&gt; "Nggak, Oma, udah enak kok."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SP:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*diem aja* *hidung kembang-kempis* *nggak mau liat si oma terlalu lama, takut dihipnotis*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi Alhamdulillah, akhirnya kita keluar dengan selamat. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And, you know what,&lt;/span&gt; ES KRIMNYA ENYAAAK! Beda deh yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;homemade &lt;/span&gt;sama yang bukan, apalagi yang punyaku, ada potongan buah-buahannya gitu! Si pacar juga senang banget, secara dia sukanya cokelat. Aaaah, jadi mau lagi! Mana oma-nya ramah banget lagi, jadi senang. Walaupun horror juga awalnya, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TLFwigxl8rI/AAAAAAAAAaY/P2molj6ZCV8/s1600/page2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TLFwigxl8rI/AAAAAAAAAaY/P2molj6ZCV8/s320/page2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526321955976114866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Captions&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pagar depan Gandaria Homa Ice Cream. Sumpah, mana ada yang tau itu toko es krim coba?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si pacar lagi jalan di lorong tempat si &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;freezer-freezer&lt;/span&gt; itu yang awalnya kita kira kalo dibuka bakal ada ginjal atau jari manusia. Hahahaha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Isi salah satu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;freezer&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And, yes. That's black forest ice cream cake.&lt;/span&gt; Dan semuanya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;homemade&lt;/span&gt;! Yumm yumm! Harganya sendiri berkisar antara 8.000-an hingga 500.000an (ice cream cake yang 24 cm)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Recommended!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gandaria Homa Ice Cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jl Gandaria I/39 Kebayoran Baru Jakarta Selatan 12130. Telp: 021-7394200&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Maaf ya kepanjangan postingnya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-7674812652913322501?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7674812652913322501/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=7674812652913322501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7674812652913322501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7674812652913322501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/10/wisata-kuliner-bareng-pacar.html' title='Wisata Kuliner bareng Pacar!'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TLFi3utgAjI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/4PWe5KBLjEw/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-4007266334350073827</id><published>2010-10-08T18:55:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T17:07:05.665+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solar plexus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Suh-weet!</title><content type='html'>Sebenernya sih 6 bulan-an nya udah tanggal 1 Oktober kemarin, tapi nggak apa-apa deh ya telat dikit postingnya, hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, ini kali pertama aku ke Jogja tanpa orangtua. Walaupun kampung sendiri, tapi tetep aja aku ngerasa asing di sana. Secara nggak pernah deket juga sama saudara-saudara di sana, dan lagi nggak bisa menggantungkan hidup sama temen berangkatku juga, karena dia punya kesibukan sendiri. Alhasil aku menggantungkan hidup (heleh!) sementara sama si pacar. Sekitar seminggu-an aku di sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap hari, rutinitasnya selalu begini. Pagi dijemput pacar dari rumah temennya temen, baru ke rumah dia (secara ranselku dan semua-muanya di sana), numpang mandi nana nini, kalo ada kuliah ya dia kuliah dan aku jaga rumah, selesai dia kuliah kita pergi main deh jalan-jalan. Pulang jalan-jalan ke rumah dia lagi sampe isya, abis isya baru dianter ke rumah si temennya temen lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permasalahan dimulai ketika hari itu aku menemukan diriku menstruasi. Sebenernya sih bawa pembalut, tapi ada di ransel. Sedangkan ranselku ada di rumah dia kan. Minjem temen, nggak ada. Si temennya temen tidurnya asli kebo banget, gara-gara malemnya abis pulang pagi (asli ga bangun-bangun! parah!). Tambah panik, akhirnya aku buru-buru ngambil handphone dan nelfon pacar. Masalahnyaaa... Ga diangkat-angkat! Emang sih belum deres, tapi kaaaann...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumpah, itu panikk banget! Dan nggak lama setelah aku telfon, eh dia nelfon balik. Setelah mendengar ceritaku, dia langsung buru-buru jemput. Pas dateng, dengan tampang sangat khawatir dia nanya, "kamu nggak apa-apa?" aku cuma bisa menjawab sekenanya, "cepetan yuk!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampe di rumah pacar, buru-buru deh aku ngobrak-ngabrik ranselku, setelah itu langsung buru-buru ke kamar mandi dengan jalan ala kepiting biar nggak ketauan tembus. Malu gila. Dan ternyata emang udah banyak! Heuheu. Gawat darurat. Tapi untung udah terselamatkan. Sekalian aja aku mandi (kan emang belum mandi).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keluar dari kamar mandi, aku mendapati dia duduk sendirian di kamarnya dengan piring berisi kentang goreng lengkap dengan saus sambalnya, yang ternyata dia goreng sendiri waktu aku lagi mandi. Sambil menuntunku duduk, dia bilang, "nih buat kamu, dimakan ayok," sambil disuapin. Sempet berpikir agak berlebihan sih yaa, tapi tetep loh mau disuapin, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menyusul kemudian, dia bilang, "kamu mo minum apa? Jus jeruk mau ya?" Dan aku dengan tampang bingung menjawab, "eh nggak usah nanti aku ambil sendiri aja!" Kemudian dia menjawab lagi, "jangan, kamu kan lagi sakiiit," dengan tampang masih sangat sangat polos dan khawatir. Dan dia pun berjalan cepat ke arah dapur, meninggalkan pacarnya di kamar dengan tampang amat sangat terbengong-bengong, malu, melting, campur aduk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan beneran dibawain minumnya. Dan ditungguin sampe diminum jusnya. Dan disuapin sampe abis kentang gorengnya. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucu banget sih kamu! GEMASSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.s:&lt;/span&gt; Ternyata, belakangan aku baru tau kenapa dia kayak gitu. Ternyata memang menurut dia menstruasi itu sejenis penyakit. Ceritanya gini, waktu masih kecil, si pacar bertanya pada Ayahnya, "Pa, kenapa mama nggak sholat?" Mungkin karena bingung juga jawabnya, si Papa hanya menjawab dengan bahasa yang paling mudah dimengerti si anak, "Mama ututnya (singkatan dari 'perkutut', yah you know-lah maksudnya...) lagi sakit." Dan si pacar yang masih kecil pun membayangkan jika ututnya sakit, maka mamanya pasti sedang kesakitan sekali saat itu. Kebawa deh sampe sekarang. Hihihihi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-4007266334350073827?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4007266334350073827/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=4007266334350073827&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/4007266334350073827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/4007266334350073827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/10/suh-weet.html' title='Suh-weet!'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-7849374146805813986</id><published>2010-10-07T19:23:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T16:53:27.073+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Your Heart is Mine!</title><content type='html'>when I was child, I always wondered how it played.&lt;br /&gt;who's the winner? why the hell did the smallest number win?&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I wanna win this thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minesweeper, Solitaire, Freecell, I got 'em all!&lt;br /&gt;But, Heart? Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, not until today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TK29BrKjx9I/AAAAAAAAAaI/O4xeKVw1U2M/s1600/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TK29BrKjx9I/AAAAAAAAAaI/O4xeKVw1U2M/s320/heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525280154317998034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VICTORY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: have the same feeling? call me for the tricks. bhahaha!&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/9079973622032240798-7849374146805813986?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7849374146805813986/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=7849374146805813986&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7849374146805813986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7849374146805813986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/10/your-heart-is-mine.html' title='Your Heart is Mine!'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TK29BrKjx9I/AAAAAAAAAaI/O4xeKVw1U2M/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-6838623483033554119</id><published>2010-09-30T16:44:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T17:07:05.669+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kangen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solar plexus'/><title type='text'>Deep Exhale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/122/b/1/I_hope__by_TrueLight01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 224px;" src="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/122/b/1/I_hope__by_TrueLight01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telepon genggam hitam itu tak sengaja menguping sebuah pembicaraan di malam yang larut itu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... Tapi nggak apa-apa kan kalo kerjaanku jauh?"&lt;br /&gt;"Maksudnya?"&lt;br /&gt;"Iya, kalau ternyata rezekiku ada di luar pulau..."&lt;br /&gt;"Yaah nggak apa-apa siih," dengan nada nggak rela, tapi berusaha datar.&lt;br /&gt;"Sayang kenapa, kok tiba-tiba datar?" dengan nada merendah, khawatir.&lt;br /&gt;"Ih nggak apa-apa tauu!" berusaha terdengar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;"Ooh yaa, btw kemarin aku ngeliat pengumuman &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oprec &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;open recruitment&lt;/span&gt;) di Kalimantan gitu,"&lt;br /&gt;"........"&lt;br /&gt;"Yang?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hm? Emang biasanya penugasannya berapa tahun sih?" masih dengan nada 'biasa'&lt;br /&gt;"Macem-macem, palingan tiga tahun."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh..." hatinya mencelos&lt;br /&gt;"Yah nggak apa-apa kan yang, kan aku disana mau kerja."&lt;br /&gt;"Iyaa, aku nggak apa-apa kok. Beneran."&lt;br /&gt;"........"&lt;br /&gt;"........"&lt;br /&gt;"Ngomongin yang lain aja yuk?!"&lt;br /&gt;"Yaaa.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A friend is someone who understands your past, believes in your future, and accepts you just the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Unknown-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm more than friend to you, so I should . . . .&lt;br /&gt;But, it's so damn hard . . . .&lt;br /&gt;(fill in the blanks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.s: pic link's &lt;a href="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/122/b/1/I_hope__by_TrueLight01.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-6838623483033554119?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6838623483033554119/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=6838623483033554119&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6838623483033554119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6838623483033554119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/09/deep-exhale.html' title='Deep Exhale'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-7553245876483873346</id><published>2010-09-30T05:53:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T16:22:34.805+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv show'/><title type='text'>How I Met Your Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kv1mcniYdk1qznh5go1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 414px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kv1mcniYdk1qznh5go1_500.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Robin: You stole a blue french horn for me&lt;br /&gt;Ted: I would've stolen you a whole orchestra&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suh-weeet! :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I addicted to this.&lt;br /&gt;And Marshall always kinda reminds me of my own bf. Don't you think so? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Ney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-7553245876483873346?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7553245876483873346/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=7553245876483873346&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7553245876483873346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/7553245876483873346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/09/how-i-met-your-mother.html' title='How I Met Your Mother'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-8250443598051497954</id><published>2010-09-27T19:19:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T19:59:30.926+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the beatles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>HBD to Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TKCQ5a1Q3HI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Tm0zQH7jeQQ/s1600/hbdme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TKCQ5a1Q3HI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Tm0zQH7jeQQ/s320/hbdme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521572459285896306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten years ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was in the early years of junior high&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't have any social media accounts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;USA's president was George Walker Bush&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I still subscribed 'Gadis' magazine, and my role models were those 'gadis sampul'(s)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My fave singer was Avril Lavigne because I thought it was cool to idolize her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My music genre was definitely pop, but I was too scared to admit the fact I'm in love with Shane Steven Filan 'Westlife'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What people think of me was my huge concern&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When it came to birthday, all I think was presents and having lunch with my besties&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Birthday just only meant presents and tons of foods&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hated (mostly) boys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Nowadays:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am in the final years of college&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My social media accounts were facebook, twitter, plurk, foursquare, and blogger. (fuh!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;USA's president is the first black-male ever, Barrack Hussein Obama&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't subscribe any magazines, because my role model isn't there, it's my mom actually&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My fave singers are the Beatles, because I love their songs, genious lyrics, and their brilliant voices!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My music genres are definitely blues and jazz, but still enjoying westlife so damn much&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Righteousness is my biggest concern&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When it comes to birthday, all I think is remembering what I have done and been since the last 22 freaking years&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Birthday just means another day which universe coincidently pass the date I was born&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm in love with one of those boys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I haven't done anything and been anybody yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even don't believe why I mention president of USA, sorry for the randomness.&lt;br /&gt;And thank you sooo much for the greetings. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney.&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/9079973622032240798-8250443598051497954?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8250443598051497954/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=8250443598051497954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/8250443598051497954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/8250443598051497954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/09/hbd-to-me.html' title='HBD to Me'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TKCQ5a1Q3HI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Tm0zQH7jeQQ/s72-c/hbdme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-8178213455349279867</id><published>2010-09-19T22:19:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T16:53:27.077+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kangen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>You Monopolize Me ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs17/f/2007/162/0/d/Go_To_Jail_by_xobas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 417px; height: 313px;" src="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs17/f/2007/162/0/d/Go_To_Jail_by_xobas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, I've missed you already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed your smile when it's paycheck time;&lt;br /&gt;Missed your naughty grin when I accidentally stopped by right at your expensive props;&lt;br /&gt;Missed your worried-face when life turned down;&lt;br /&gt;Missed your excited-expression when you got your chances or community chests;&lt;br /&gt;Missed your priceless-look when I got my 'free-parking' and a lot of money;&lt;br /&gt;Missed both of your winning/pity-look, when I bankrupt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed how you help me by giving some money unconditionally when I was dying (how sweet!);&lt;br /&gt;Missed our monopoly game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If life's a monopoly game, I'll definitely buy Yogyakarta, just to make sure you're around. :)&lt;br /&gt;MissYouMissYouMissYou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get back soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Pic source's &lt;a href="http://xobas.deviantart.com/art/Go-To-Jail-57371496?q=boost%3Apopular+in%3Aphotography+monopoly+game&amp;amp;qo=107"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-8178213455349279867?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8178213455349279867/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=8178213455349279867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/8178213455349279867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/8178213455349279867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-monopolize-me.html' title='You Monopolize Me ;)'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-5196132208655004926</id><published>2010-09-17T06:52:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T16:08:37.979+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indonesia'/><title type='text'>Kritik Darah Garuda (yang belum nonton jangan baca)</title><content type='html'>Dear Connor Allyn, dan Yadi Sugandi,&lt;br /&gt;I watched Merah Putih II: Darah Garuda with my boyfriend yesterday, and we have comments for it and hope both of you read this. Karena jujur, kita berdua penikmat film perang, dan pengen banget kita sendiri (Indonesia) juga punya film perang yang OKE. So, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yang pertama, setuju berat deh film ini 'niat'. Latar oke beratt, couldn't agree more. The explotions were WOW-ing. Tapi, ada satu hal yang sangat sangat nggak real, dan ini sering terjadi di film ini. Nggak tau sih waktu perang aslinya kayak gini juga atau nggak, atau memang luput dari perhatian. Tapi, sering sekali ketika ada kontak dengan pihak Belanda, kalian menempatkan tentara republik kita di tempat terbuka tanpa perlindungan, yang nggak mungkin dilakukan apalagi tanpa tertembak. Duh, please banget deh ini, ganggu bangget.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yang kedua, efek darah, pencabutan lidah, Dayan's thingy, dan sadisme lainnya OKE berat! Nggak kayak film action Indonesia lain yang efeknya udah bagus, fighting sequence oke, tapi darahnya warna pink. Zzz! Great job! But, ekspresinya errr... I don't know how to say it. Kurang greget dikiiiittt lagi. Apalagi pas bagian Kapt. Amir tertembak di bahu, dan dia dalam duduk bersimpuh mau sujud, dan sedang dibidik oleh Belanda, sebelum akhirnya diselamatkan Dayan. Waktu kamera close-up ke Kapt. Amir, seketika wajahnya bersih dan sumringah. Waktu Kapt. Amir ngomong merdeka, juga masih flat, Marius, dan Major van Gaartner juga. Please please direct them more, we want some dirty jobs more. We want some tears from the boys tapi jangan lebay yaa, cukup yang berkaca-kaca ajaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yang ketiga, alur sih overall oke, ada beberapa scene sedih yang dapet banget juga. Kayak adegan Lastri, Dayan, dan Lastri-Dayan. Kayaknya sih memang scenes ini dibuat sedemikian rupa supaya bikin penonton sedih, ya? Tapi malah justru menimbulkan kesan lain yang entah kalian sadari atau tidak. Setelah Lastri diperkosa, Kapt. Amir dan kawan-kawan seakan tidak peduli dengan perasaan perempuan dengan menahan-nahan Lastri hanya untuk agar si Belanda bisa diberdayakan, padahal Lastri pun dilecehkan pada saat itu. And I was like "Dammit, you could punch him or something, guys, untuk membela Lastri." Tapi mungkin memang Lastri memang sengaja dibuat untuk kecewa. Yang kedua, Dayan The Silence Warrior (asik!). Kesian bangettttt yaaaa diaa, setelah melakukan penyelamatan atas rekan-rekannya, dia malah justru selalu berakhir ditinggal. Nggak setia kawan banget, tapi emang judulnya bukan "Band of Brothers" juga kali yaa... But you know what, hal-hal macam itu seharusnya sih tidak ditunjukkan pada film yang mestinya menumbuhkan patriotisme. Oh I hate Capt. Amir so much! He should be wise and flawless as a leader and a hero-figure. Hidup Dayan! And I love how you all guys put Senja in the forces. So Mulan. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yang keempat, PLEASE PLEASE PLEEEASEEE make the third collosal one. Duh please banget deh yang ini. This is MERAH PUTIH, ini perang kemerdekaan bukan individual. Meskipun kalian memang menekankan pada individual di kompinya si Amir, tapi ini perang kemerdekaan. At least, we want some MASSIVE scopes. Fighting sequencenya juga massive yaah, pake koreografer juga deeh (Psst, koreografer di salah satu local fighting movie bagus juga loh, comot aja, siapa tau dia bisa menangani yang pake senjata juga hehehe).. And pleeeasseeee, kalo emang kolosal, jangan sampe akting-akting figurannya berlebihan yayayaa... Penonton ngeliat looh...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Duh duh, semoga kalian nggak sengaja nge-googling diri sendiri terus menemukan blog ini deh ya. Beneran banget ini mah. Karena konsep filmnya pada dasarnya udah baguss, tapi kurang sedikiiiitttt lagi. Sarana film kan juga bisa jadi alat pemersatu bangsa, seperti kasus Rambo untuk rakyat Amerika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney&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/9079973622032240798-5196132208655004926?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5196132208655004926/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=5196132208655004926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5196132208655004926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/5196132208655004926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/09/kritik-darah-garuda-yang-belum-nonton.html' title='Kritik Darah Garuda (yang belum nonton jangan baca)'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-3997130588211074724</id><published>2010-09-16T00:34:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T01:13:51.557+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>My Cubical BF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs430.snc4/47327_427950874806_706094806_5063260_5990133_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 477px; height: 351px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs430.snc4/47327_427950874806_706094806_5063260_5990133_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2006 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bestfriend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs275.snc4/40084_420375089806_706094806_4885782_6073114_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 477px; height: 360px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs275.snc4/40084_420375089806_706094806_4885782_6073114_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Best/boy-friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Foto pertama:&lt;/span&gt; Waktu itu kita berdua masih kelas 3 SMA, dan sahabatan. Waktu itu lagi zaman-zamannya mau daftar SPMB, dan di foto ini, dia lagi ngisi formulir SPMB di depan warung bu Lay, kantin sekolah kita. Aku inget banget, momen ini diambil pas banget pas aku lagi marahin dia gara-gara dia lelet plus bingung mo ngisi jurusan apa. Padahal siang itu terakhir ngumpulin formulir. Hmmm dasar nggak niat! Sedangkan yang motret kita adalah teman kita berdua, Ario Pratomo, pake kamera handphone. Si Ario ini selama 3 tahun berturut-turut sekelas terus sama aku (sampe bosen! haha), dan dia teman rohisnya Olan. Aku sama Olan sendiri sekelas waktu kelas 2 dan 3. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally, we ended up separate, he's in Jogja, and I'm in Bandung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Foto kedua:&lt;/span&gt; Kita berdua lagi di J.Co, Citraland bareng Rangers. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This was the second time&lt;/span&gt; kita jalan bareng rangers setelah jadian. Waktu itu lagi puasa, dan abis buka puasa di D'Cost. Sedangkan yang motret kita di sini adalah sahabat kita berdua juga, Nurul Farichah, pake kamera digitalku. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She's one of rangers too&lt;/span&gt;. Awal mau difoto, kita mau bergaya kayak biasa, senyum dan sadar kamera. Tapi, kata Iah, kita berdua malah jadi aneh dan kaku banget. Jadi, kita nggak boleh liat kamera. Trus pas sok-sok &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;candid&lt;/span&gt;, eh malah jadi keketawaan sendiri ngeliat tingkah masing-masing yang sok jaim-jaim, eh pas banget pas difoto. Yaudah deh jadi aneh gini. Oiya, Olan baru potong rambut waktu itu, dan kita nggak sengaja samaan pake kemeja. Hihihihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love my cubical BF, :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/9079973622032240798-3997130588211074724?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3997130588211074724/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=3997130588211074724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3997130588211074724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3997130588211074724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-cubical-bf.html' title='My Cubical BF'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-8438738301881422140</id><published>2010-09-14T21:25:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T21:48:03.114+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best-boy friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Childish mode: On</title><content type='html'>hari ini keseeell banget. sebel pokoknyah! sama semuanya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- my period&lt;br /&gt;- ga bisa tidur semaleman&lt;br /&gt;- HUJAN&lt;br /&gt;- motor kamu yg tiba-tiba aneh&lt;br /&gt;- acara dadakan temen-temen aku (yang ujung-ujungnya ga jadi juga)&lt;br /&gt;- situasi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I don't hate you. I just can't hate you.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I've planned everything, perfectly. Suddenly, it ruined because of something I can't control. Today supposed to be our (my family, me, and you) time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit, RAIN!&lt;br /&gt;I used to love you, but NOW I really really HATE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;You don't understand that I miss him so badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's upset because of my explosive emotions, I hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;I hate everything, excluding you. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney&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/9079973622032240798-8438738301881422140?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8438738301881422140/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=8438738301881422140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/8438738301881422140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/8438738301881422140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/09/childish-mode-on.html' title='Childish mode: On'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-2741305607561712095</id><published>2010-09-13T18:44:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T17:22:53.868+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>Sifat dan Karakter Cewek Zodiak Libra</title><content type='html'>Umumnya wanita Libra memiliki bentuk wajah oval. Ia memiliki kulit yang bagus dan indah, dengan bentuk tubuh indah. Ia akan menghabiskan banyak tenaga untuk menjaga agar kulitnya tetap mulus dan indah. Ia mudah alergi kosmetik dan make up, tetapi menjaga wajah dan berusaha untuk menghindari kerut wajah adalah hobinya.Ia memang pandai dalam hal itu, sehingga cenderung nampak muda dari umur yang sesungguhnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia dapat menjadi sangat nakal, layaknya anak kecil, tetapi sebenarnya benar-benar 100% wanita. Ia tetap nampak manis baik dalam balutan jeans maupun baju malam. Ia beranggapan bahwa lelaki sama dengan perempuan. Terkadang ia dapat berpikir lebih cepat daripada anda, tetapi ia tidak akan meninggalkan anda jauh-jauh. Ia akan berusaha membuat anda merasa bahwa anda tidak tersaingi atau dikalahkan dalam tiap permainan yang anda mainkan dengan dirinya, walaupun ia menang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia sangat perayu, bahkan pada saat dia tidak mengerti apa yang dia inginkan. Ia tidak dapat memutuskan apa yang ingin dilakukannya,dan apa yang sebaiknya tidak dilakukannya, dia juga tidak mampu mengatur jadwal dengan baik, dalam kasus apa pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia berbakat dalam memilih pakaian, dan juga masalah memadankan pakaiannya. Ia suka sekali berpakaian warna hitam dan mengenakan parfum. Ia menyukai bau bunga yang ringan. Jika sedang bertengkar, ia benar-benar hebat. Ia dapat bertengkar dan berdebat selama berjam-jam, dan seringkali memenangkannya. Jika hal ini bukanlah pertengkaran yang serius, ia terkadang akan ikut bertengkar, atau terkadang hanya akan tersenyum saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia akan menjadi politisi yang hebat, karena ia akan selalu dapat mengetahui, partai mana yang akan memenangkan pemilihan. Ia selalu memiliki alasan yang baik, bahkan ia suka untuk menentang dirinya sendiri. Ia tidak dapat menentukan mana yang benar atau pun salah bagi dirinya, karena segalanya memiliki sisi baik dan buruk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanita dalam zodiak lain mungkin tidak terlalu peduli dengan apa yang dipikirkan orang lain. Tetapi wanita Libra mendengar dan peduli apa yang dikatakan orang mengenai mereka, atau apa yang anda rasakan, sebanyak apa yang ia peduli mengenai perasaannya sendiri. Ia dapat menyesuaikan diri dengan baik dalam lingkungannya, maka di dalam pekerjaannya, ia seringkali dapat menanjak dengan cepat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia suka bekerja dalam tim dalam melakukan banyak hal. Jika anda meminta bantuan atau nasihat dari dia, dia akan dengan sukarela memberi bantuan, kecuali jika ia tidak menyukai anda. Ia dapat mengubah anda bahkan tanpa anda sadar bahwa anda berubah karena pengaruh dari dirinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisi baik berpacaran dengan orang Libra adalah bahwa ia tidak akan pernah ikut campur dengan privasi anda. Ia tidak akan pernah membuat anda kehilangan muka di depan teman-teman anda. Walaupun ia orang yang peduli mengenai jumlah uang yang tertinggal di rekeningnya, ia tidak akan pernah lupa untuk selalu mengingatkan anda bahwa ia menyayangi anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia beranggapan bahwa pekerjaan rumah adalah pekerjaan kaum wanita dan mereka dapat melakukannya dengan baik. Tapi jika anda berharap bahwa cewek Libra akan merasa takut kepada anda, maka anda salah total. Mereka adalah wanita kuat, walaupun dia memandang anda dengan mata yang manis dengan pandangan bagaikan bayi, dan bahkan terkadang kalah dalam permainan kartu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika anda mengejarnya, maka lakukanlah secara bertahap. Cara terbaik adalah dengan menggunakan temannya sebagai cara untuk memperkenalkan diri anda. Anda harus maju ke arah dia dengan keyakinan dan perasaan aman sepenuhnya. tunjukkan bahwa ia baik, ramah, dan seorang “gentlemen”. Jangan terlalu cepat mengajak tangan anda “berjalan-jalan”, kalau tidak, siaplah menerima tamparan darinya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.kaskus.us/showthread.php?t=4814754"&gt;buat cowok&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.kaskus.us/showthread.php?t=4782897"&gt;buat cewek&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Nyonyos bangettt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-2741305607561712095?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2741305607561712095/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=2741305607561712095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/2741305607561712095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/2741305607561712095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/09/sifat-dan-karakter-cewek-zodiak-libra.html' title='Sifat dan Karakter Cewek Zodiak Libra'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-6708580616758263063</id><published>2010-09-13T18:10:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T16:43:57.428+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>True Colors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/174/0/9/Rainbow_love__by_eibhilinnn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 321px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/174/0/9/Rainbow_love__by_eibhilinnn.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;But I see your true colors&lt;br /&gt;Shining through&lt;br /&gt;I see your true colors&lt;br /&gt;And that's why I love you&lt;br /&gt;So don't be afraid to let them show&lt;br /&gt;Your true colors&lt;br /&gt;True colors are beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Like a rainbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyndi Lauper - True Colors&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pic source: &lt;a href="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/174/0/9/Rainbow_love__by_eibhilinnn.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079973622032240798-6708580616758263063?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6708580616758263063/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=6708580616758263063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6708580616758263063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6708580616758263063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/09/true-colors.html' title='True Colors'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-6125703336105959435</id><published>2010-09-11T23:27:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T09:11:08.528+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>Question and Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pertanyaan besar hari ini:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Kenapa orang-orang lebih memilih hidup ribet daripada hidup simpel?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Papa: "Orang sombong itu biasanya orang yang tidak ingin kekurangannya diketahui orang lain dengan cara mengangkat sesuatu yang menurut dia 'kelebihan'-nya. Tapi sayangnya, salah cara. Kelebihannya justru jadi bumerang buat dirinya sendiri."&lt;/blockquote&gt;Sir, yes sir. Lesson learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney.&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/9079973622032240798-6125703336105959435?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6125703336105959435/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=6125703336105959435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6125703336105959435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/6125703336105959435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/09/question-and-quote.html' title='Question and Quote'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-3771409275625544526</id><published>2010-09-09T02:48:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T16:53:27.081+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>Just Wondering...</title><content type='html'>Dear Mr. Jones,&lt;br /&gt;I just have ONE single question, Mr. Terry Jones. Why you act so sure about it? Burning down our most important thing means one simple thing, that you really really sure that we were wrong. So, tell us, in which part, did we make mistake? The twin tower or Pentagon? You name it. Before you blame us, please give us pieces of the plane or any proof that you think was 'our plane', beside your government's statements, of course. Please, be sure of yourself first, that if your government had proofs to link 9/11 with your Iraqi Invasion that was first planned in order to overcome the situation which is war on terrorism, am I right? And what's the link again? Saddam Hussein? Oh, I thought it was Osama bin Laden's fault, as your president who made major financial crisis in your country, said earlier. And what's his fault as he arrested again? I thought it was his dictatorship in Iraqi. And which part of his dictatorship 'led to' terror that could crush your buildings? I'm so sorry if Rambo doesn't work for you all guys anymore, but burning down someone's holy-book just seems very bias, deviated, and inappropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, it isn't ONE single question anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney&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/9079973622032240798-3771409275625544526?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3771409275625544526/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=3771409275625544526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3771409275625544526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3771409275625544526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-wondering.html' title='Just Wondering...'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-1124267402123975880</id><published>2010-09-06T15:27:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T23:11:24.339+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriend'/><title type='text'>Bestfriend for 25 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TIS3J2xXr_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/eUWgYlWq_bo/s1600/mompopjadi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TIS3J2xXr_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/eUWgYlWq_bo/s320/mompopjadi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513733223757623282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;click for bigger image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday was my parents' 25th silver wedding anniversary, syukur alhamdulillah bisa sampai di angka 25, big twenty-five. Honestly, I was freezed when it came to the speech, cause I sort of don't-enjoy-public-speaking kind of person, so I really don't know what to say. Then I ended up let the celebrity took his center-spot. And he did well, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in this blog, I want to say this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Selamat ulang tahun pernikahan yang ke-25 buat papa mama, I know I'm way too far from perfection as a child and a person, and may be I don't deserve to make a wish for you guys, but, despite the fact that we're all human, you guys have been a perfect parents for me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buat papa&lt;/span&gt;, you've been my debate-partner since I don't know, the guitarist in the house (though we're all keep protesting, and complaining about the play), the tough one (cause you've never ever wanted your family knew about your pain and agony, instead you always show us that life is still beautiful with all of those), and to be the most honest person in the house. Who said you don't accept changes?! You're googling and texting now, isn't it? :D Great job, dad! And thank you for the life lessons. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buat mama&lt;/span&gt;, ah mama... A lot to say, cause I have a super mom. Great singer, tailor, barber, handy(wo)man, you name it. The most creative person I've known. You've been my photoshop teacher, my life-teacher, my role-model, you always teach me that you could get thru against all of odds if you're willing to, even those 'walls'. Because of you, I believe superhuman really does exist. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For both of you&lt;/span&gt;, thank you for making me believe, that in this mad mad world, I found peace with you, I found miracle in yours, that love gave each of you a best friend for 25 years, and hope untill the next next next 25 years, endless. I hope that both of you will be there when I'm someone to make you say 'that's my daughter' and proud of it. Amin yaa robbal'alamiin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, selalu jadi sedih kalo inget ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaaaay, waktu buka puasa kemarin, aku menanyakan pertanyaan yang harusnya ku tanyain pas syukuran kemarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(N): Apa bedanya 25 tahun yang lalu dengan sekarang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P): Beda dalam segi apanya nih? Cinta? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*prikitiw bahasanya*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P): Dulu papa nonton berdua doang, sekarang berempat...&lt;br /&gt;(M): Dulu papa romantis, sekarang papa ngomongnya 'lemu-lemu yo luwung' (baca: biar gendut-gendut juga lumayan) -_-'&lt;br /&gt;(P): &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*membela diri*&lt;/span&gt; Loh kan itu maksudnya biar mama nggak usah merubah diri, papa juga masih suka... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*ahiiy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(M): Dulu papa tuh cemburuan, apa-apa dicemburuin.&lt;br /&gt;(N): Sekarang?&lt;br /&gt;(M): Masih. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*aaaa*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P): Dulu papa suka bawain mama martabak, sengaja agak banyakan, kan papa tau mama makannya sedikit, nanti kan pas ga abis, mama jadi maksa papa makan jadi kesannya papa terpaksa gitu makannya heheheheh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*malah buka aib sendiri*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(M): Iya kalo sekarang tanpa ba-bi-bu juga abis sendiri martabaknya.&lt;br /&gt;(P): Kalo mama tuh aneh deh, dek. Dari dulu, kalo lagi jalan di luar gitu malah pengennya mesra-mesraan, kalo di rumah aja... malah nggak pernah mesra.&lt;br /&gt;(M): Yaa biarin tho orang sama pacarnya sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;(P): Yah kan malu diliat orang, sukanya gandengan. Kayak ABG.&lt;br /&gt;(N): &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*ngakak*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* adegan selanjutnya malah buka-bukaan aib waktu muda, untung nggak ditanya pas rame-rame kemaren. -____-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ney&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/9079973622032240798-1124267402123975880?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1124267402123975880/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=1124267402123975880&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/1124267402123975880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/1124267402123975880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/09/bestfriend-for-25-years.html' title='Bestfriend for 25 Years'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rg7zXzEvs-U/TIS3J2xXr_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/eUWgYlWq_bo/s72-c/mompopjadi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079973622032240798.post-3282287544510557337</id><published>2010-09-05T06:32:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T06:43:39.193+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><title type='text'>Limbo (?).</title><content type='html'>Terdengar dari ruangan paling atas di gedung bernomor ganjil itu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dosen filsafat:&lt;/span&gt; "Tak ada yang pasti di dunia ini, selain kepastian itu sendiri."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mahasiswa:&lt;/span&gt; "Ada, pak. Saya di sini, di ruangan ini, duduk di kursi ini, melihat bapak. Itu sebuah kepastian."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dosen filsafat:&lt;/span&gt; "Anda yakin? Yakin, ini semua bukan mimpi? Hidup yang kamu jalani sekarang ini bukan mimpi? Saya yang kamu lihat ini bukan bagian dari fantasi Anda?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mahasiswa:&lt;/span&gt; "......" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;better not to think about it&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral message: Do not ever try to object your lecturer, particularly when he taught philosophy. Especially when you have a high fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ney.&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/9079973622032240798-3282287544510557337?l=neysnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3282287544510557337/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079973622032240798&amp;postID=3282287544510557337&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3282287544510557337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079973622032240798/posts/default/3282287544510557337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neysnotes.blogspot.com/2010/09/limbo.html' title='Limbo (?).'/><author><name>neyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103487106540907037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCK5OC5h3Pg/TuTxJ4uscbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xWd5MncsFmY/s1600/388427_10150401722284807_706094806_8515938_1984098458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
