<?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-2289858613850418188</id><updated>2011-07-15T18:02:44.421-07:00</updated><category term='Life lessons'/><category term='Italian foods'/><category term='knowledge'/><category term='me'/><category term='lost'/><category term='7 deadly sins'/><category term='photography'/><category term='monthlyversary'/><category term='broken heart'/><category term='love life'/><category term='horoscope'/><category term='opinions'/><category term='shit happens'/><category term='wishing'/><category term='self-searching'/><category term='leisure'/><category term='Life'/><category term='virginity'/><category term='funfunfun'/><category term='personality'/><category term='hairstyle'/><category term='678'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='that&apos;s life'/><category term='celebrations'/><category term='love'/><category term='past'/><category term='lust'/><title type='text'>my lost life between love, lust, and leisure</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-5923248556435372836</id><published>2010-03-27T00:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T00:39:52.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For how long do u plan to stay 17 y.o? :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;until my face doesn't look 17 anymore :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/gianayu"&gt;Just ask and I&amp;#039;ll answer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-5923248556435372836?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/5923248556435372836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=5923248556435372836&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/5923248556435372836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/5923248556435372836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-how-long-do-u-plan-to-stay-17-yo-d.html' title='For how long do u plan to stay 17 y.o? :D'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-8885789821455093828</id><published>2010-03-27T00:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T00:36:00.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Just ask and I'll answer &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/gianayu" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/gianayu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-8885789821455093828?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/8885789821455093828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=8885789821455093828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/8885789821455093828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/8885789821455093828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2010/03/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-2453335806500327228</id><published>2010-02-09T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T07:49:24.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calvin Harris</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs184.snc3/19151_469442115470_743355470_10893738_823248_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 528px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 720px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs184.snc3/19151_469442115470_743355470_10893738_823248_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs238.snc3/22543_304756459712_545499712_3511143_1364600_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 504px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs238.snc3/22543_304756459712_545499712_3511143_1364600_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I AM THE LUCKIEST GIRL ON THE EARTH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If you have no idea who this guy is, heres a &lt;a href="http://www.discogs.com/artist/Calvin+Harris"&gt;discography&lt;/a&gt; of him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I've been obsessed with this guy since 2008 (read:obsessed).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I remember I was browsing imeem.com when I first heard his song titled "Acceptable in the 80s" and I fell in love straight away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;His first album "I created disco" is very unique, I think the first album represents him best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The second album however, is also great, but not as unique and as representative as the first album. From the way I hear the songs, its an experimental album. Although I have no idea what was he aiming for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This picture was taken at 6th February 2010, zouk singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Im still shaking til this day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I TOOK A PICTURE WITH THE MAN WHO RE-CREATED DISCO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I've been given the opportunity that not every girl can get in their life. Therefore, I feel trully blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;No words can ever describe how genius this guy is at making music. I was stunned when I saw him performed. HE WAS FOCUS, HIS EYES WERE ATTACHED TO HIS INTRUMENTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Proves that he's a true musician. He wasnt distracted by the girls who were screaming his name, dancing crazily to his music, unlike other DJ who would take the advantage to glance at them and smile, trying to look cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It was one of the best night of my life, and I thank God for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Im so thankful that I've been given the opportunity to meet such a talented and unique musician. :):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I've no words left to speak, I love u calvin harriiiiissss!!!! :):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-2453335806500327228?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/2453335806500327228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=2453335806500327228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/2453335806500327228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/2453335806500327228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2010/02/calvin-harris.html' title='Calvin Harris'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-7018176547195895652</id><published>2009-12-03T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T04:33:10.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>L L L</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;If your logic, lust and love never contradicts, then you’ve never been in a real relationship..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; border-collapse: collapse; border-top-width: 0px; 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border-left-width: 0px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;i style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;Gianayu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-7018176547195895652?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/7018176547195895652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=7018176547195895652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/7018176547195895652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/7018176547195895652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/12/l-l-l.html' title='L L L'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-8161550465583298748</id><published>2009-08-16T00:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T00:16:33.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've found a new DESIRE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ww536UHjWt8/SoZx3iwMN5I/AAAAAAAAAZs/mjqKXBJ9c0A/s400/spec_photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ww536UHjWt8/SoZx3iwMN5I/AAAAAAAAAZs/mjqKXBJ9c0A/s400/spec_photo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ww536UHjWt8/SoZxk4rzyiI/AAAAAAAAAZk/9lJkv6MB0tM/s400/behind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ww536UHjWt8/SoZxk4rzyiI/AAAAAAAAAZk/9lJkv6MB0tM/s400/behind.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ww536UHjWt8/SoZxcYQ0q5I/AAAAAAAAAZc/RKKrRheEAgY/s400/front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ww536UHjWt8/SoZxcYQ0q5I/AAAAAAAAAZc/RKKrRheEAgY/s400/front.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Product name: &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Nico Digi (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;VQ1005&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Nico Nico Version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brand:&lt;/strong&gt; Superheadz, Japan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sensor pixel:&lt;/strong&gt; 1.3M&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sensor:&lt;/strong&gt; CMOS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lens: &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;f=6.56mm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Image size:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; 640X480 / 1280X1024 / 1600X1200&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movie size:&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; 320X240&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Focal distance:&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; 2 feet –&gt; infinity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Macro: &lt;/strong&gt;2 – 6 inches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Exposure:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Auto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;White Balance:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Auto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Self timer: &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;10 sec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Image file format: &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;JPEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movie file format:&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; MPEG @ 6fps  (maximum of 2.4MB per video) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Memory: &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;SD card up to 2GB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Battery: &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;AAA batteries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dimensions: &lt;/strong&gt;L60mm X H38mm X W20mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weight: &lt;/strong&gt;85 g including battery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can get it by COD this weekend.. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-8161550465583298748?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/8161550465583298748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=8161550465583298748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/8161550465583298748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/8161550465583298748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-found-new-desire.html' title='I&apos;ve found a new DESIRE!!'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ww536UHjWt8/SoZx3iwMN5I/AAAAAAAAAZs/mjqKXBJ9c0A/s72-c/spec_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-154512591406480415</id><published>2009-08-14T09:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T09:29:59.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PRETTY LITTLE LIARS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.prettylittleliars.com/images/index_buythebooks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 255px;" src="http://www.prettylittleliars.com/images/index_buythebooks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;nothing much I can say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;it's an incredible book!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I personally think that this book is far more interesting than &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HARRY POTTER&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;So 5 best friends, Ali, Spencer, Emily, Aria and Hanna are the most popular girls on Rosewood..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Each of them shared a little secret with Ali, and only Ali..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Until one day Ali went missing.. without a trace..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;That's when they started receiving threatening messages from someone called "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;", who'd swear to spill out their secrets if they didn't do exactly what it wants..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;They thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;was Ali since she's the only one who knows each of their dirty little secrets..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;That's before they found her body in a hole in her own backyard months later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;So who is this "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;" who's been terrorizing these helpless little liars in Rosewood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Ali's ghost?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;IT'S A HIGHLY RECOMMENDED SERIES BOOK TO READ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;START FROM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1. PRETTY LITTLE LIARS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2. FLAWLESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;3. PERFECT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4. UNBELIEVABLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;5. WICKED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;6. KILLER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;AND THE UPCOMING BOOKS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;HEARTLESS AT JANUARY 19 2010 AND TWISTED AT DECEMBER 2010..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;IT'S ONLY OVER WHEN I SAY IT IS.. "A"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-154512591406480415?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/154512591406480415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=154512591406480415&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/154512591406480415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/154512591406480415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/08/pretty-little-liars.html' title='PRETTY LITTLE LIARS'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-9150453696347635128</id><published>2009-07-09T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:28:51.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>current desire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Fujifilm instax mini 55i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.techpin.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/fuji-intax-mini-55i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 318px; " src="http://www.techpin.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/fuji-intax-mini-55i.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Fujifilm instax 200&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wired.com/images_blogs/photos/uncategorized/2008/11/17/instax_cam_film.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " src="http://www.wired.com/images_blogs/photos/uncategorized/2008/11/17/instax_cam_film.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Fujifilm instax mini 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll8/man312jp/buyeasyworkshop/new_imlisting_photo/fuji_instax_mini_bule_7s/Untitled-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll8/man312jp/buyeasyworkshop/new_imlisting_photo/fuji_instax_mini_bule_7s/Untitled-7.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 320px; " src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll8/man312jp/buyeasyworkshop/new_imlisting_photo/fuji_instax_mini_bule_7s/Untitled-7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.crunchgear.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/polaroid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 443px; " src="http://www.crunchgear.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/polaroid.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Fujifilm cheki instax mini 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b185/ponkiecons/cameras/mini_25.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b185/ponkiecons/cameras/mini_25.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 300px; " src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b185/ponkiecons/cameras/mini_25.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Fujifilm instax mini 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://metropolitician.blogs.com/scribblings_of_the_metrop/_reviews_Cameras_Fujifilm_Fujifilminstaxmini20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 273px; " src="http://metropolitician.blogs.com/scribblings_of_the_metrop/_reviews_Cameras_Fujifilm_Fujifilminstaxmini20.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm not a big fan of cameras, I'm also not good at photography..&lt;br /&gt;It's not even a hobby of mine..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but looking at these pictures on the internet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;lures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I REALLY REALLY WANT A POLAROID CAMERA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;so please for anyone who knows where I can get one in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;MALAYSIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;INDONESIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;, or maybe even in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;SINGAPORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;, do inform me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;thank you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/2289858613850418188-9150453696347635128?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-will-always-love-you-opa.html' title='we will always love you opa.. :)'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-5127230913025220610</id><published>2009-06-30T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T10:10:44.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear opa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/Skjyz_8vS-I/AAAAAAAAAWk/tgipOnIygiI/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/Skjyz_8vS-I/AAAAAAAAAWk/tgipOnIygiI/s320/IMG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352795132283276258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;dear opa, I was shocked to found out about your conditions long time ago..&lt;br /&gt;you looked so weak..&lt;br /&gt;before I left, you could climb any mountain peak..&lt;br /&gt;you had such a big heart, opa..&lt;br /&gt;despite your pain, you were able to give away your daughter on her wedding..&lt;br /&gt;you had such a high spirit in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear opa,&lt;br /&gt;I remember how you whispered me good luck on my college, and how u prayed for me to graduate soon..&lt;br /&gt;Thank you opa..&lt;br /&gt;I was calm when I went back to malaysia that day, because I knew that you were doing fine..&lt;br /&gt;I was relieved everytime I heard news about you getting better opa..&lt;br /&gt;especially when I know that you're able to walk again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear opa, i'm sorry for all of the things I did that might've hurt you..&lt;br /&gt;for every birthday I forgot..&lt;br /&gt;for everytime I grabbed the nintendo stick from you..&lt;br /&gt;for everytime I get upset when you talk too much in the car..&lt;br /&gt;for everytime you drive too slow until I would call you "turtle opa"..&lt;br /&gt;for everytime I might've forget about you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear opa, you were so proud of your 'onta' car..&lt;br /&gt;I remember being so young and selfish..&lt;br /&gt;when I never said thank you after you drop me off from school..&lt;br /&gt;thank you God for giving me the time to change, to be more mature..&lt;br /&gt;for giving me the chance to grow up and start saying thank you..&lt;br /&gt;thank you for always picking me and my brothers up from school opa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear opa, thank you so much for everything..&lt;br /&gt;above all, I wanted to thank you the most for waiting for me..&lt;br /&gt;I also thank God for giving the opportunity..&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much opa for giving me the last chance to kiss you that night..&lt;br /&gt;it was as if you knew that I was back hometown..&lt;br /&gt;thank you opa for letting me see you for the last time, though it was very briefly..&lt;br /&gt;it was still an amazing moment for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear opa, you're up above with God now..&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy that you're happy and no longer in pain..&lt;br /&gt;I remember running in the hospital, scared that you're gonna go..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for being selfish and wasn't thinking that it was best for you..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I didn't keep my promise to take you to genting casino..&lt;br /&gt;now God is taking you to the best casino you can ever imagine, opa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear opa, sorry that I can't stop crying..&lt;br /&gt;I hope I didn't make things hard for you up there..&lt;br /&gt;I promise I will get over this, so you don't have to worry about us opa..&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're enjoying your casino and nintendos and chocolates up there, as well as riding your ducati..&lt;br /&gt;this is my letter saying goodbye opa, til we meet again..&lt;br /&gt;our love for you will never stop opa..&lt;br /&gt;may you rest in peace by God's side..&lt;br /&gt;AMEN&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/2289858613850418188-5127230913025220610?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/5127230913025220610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=5127230913025220610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-5892478294864667570</id><published>2009-06-13T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T10:29:10.397-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-searching'/><title type='text'>I am a smoke girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/3954529/2/istockphoto_3954529-violet-smoke-girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 380px;" src="http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/3954529/2/istockphoto_3954529-violet-smoke-girl.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm52/intothevicious/intothecrazy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm52/intothevicious/intothecrazy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1105/1134671987_65254a3b25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1105/1134671987_65254a3b25.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v445/iftk2/05/001_dimok.jpg?t=1244913404"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 380px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v445/iftk2/05/001_dimok.jpg?t=1244913404" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;You tend to hide your emotions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;You are at a very low point in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;You almost seem to not want to go on anymore, to fade away into smoke, not exist. You feel alone in life. You feel as if nobody could ever understand you. But there is only one thing that you cling to in life: You want to belong, but you dont want to change. You want to be around people you want to have a reason to go on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;You are sometimes envious of other people's seemingly perfect lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;If you want to have a seemingly perfect life, then you should start hanging around warm sunlike people, or friendly earthlike people, or tell your problems to an quiet listener moon person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;And you always have a speck of hope inside of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Even if you feel all hope is lost, hope is hard to fully kill. so nurture and try to see life through different eyes, and maybe it'll be a brighter world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/2289858613850418188-5892478294864667570?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/5892478294864667570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=5892478294864667570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/5892478294864667570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/5892478294864667570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-smoke-girl.html' title='I am a smoke girl'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1105/1134671987_65254a3b25_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-105729626647047127</id><published>2009-06-13T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T10:16:55.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-searching'/><title type='text'>What I learned about myself today..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwrbdKDWMwg/R1QL6uWVsAI/AAAAAAAAABM/nIoqp4-exC0/s400/Stage_Beauty_by_ThisYearsGirl.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwrbdKDWMwg/R1QL6uWVsAI/AAAAAAAAABM/nIoqp4-exC0/s400/Stage_Beauty_by_ThisYearsGirl.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;That I am a girl with a mask of strength..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I took a random facebook quiz about what kind of mask do  I wear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;And this is what the outcome is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;A bit surprised, but this test really unveiled me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;It's like I was see through..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Not Invisible..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Just..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Crystal Clear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);  text-decoration: underline;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);  text-decoration: underline;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Your mask is strength. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;You try hard to fend for yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; You do not let others do things for you. You often need to be in control of a situation, even if you can't handle it alone. You are always putting on a front, even if you don't feel strong at all. You don't let others see you when you're vulnerable, because you barely let your self be. Despite your flaws of always trying to act strong, you are a strong person, with strong character that can do anything you put your mind to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);  text-decoration: underline;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; A lot of the times you really don't need anyone, and are perfectly capable on your own. However, there are times you find yourself wanting to let someone in but are not really sure how to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-105729626647047127?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/105729626647047127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=105729626647047127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/105729626647047127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/105729626647047127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-i-learned-about-myself-today.html' title='What I learned about myself today..'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwrbdKDWMwg/R1QL6uWVsAI/AAAAAAAAABM/nIoqp4-exC0/s72-c/Stage_Beauty_by_ThisYearsGirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-1100765282838282972</id><published>2009-05-26T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:03:56.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new haircut muse : UFFIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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gemini part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); text-align: left;"&gt;Love horoscopes: zodiac sign compatibility for gemini and virgo&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2  style="text-align: left;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(55, 126, 180);font-size:100%;" &gt;This articles describes the romantic personalities of Virgo and Gemini, and explains why they are likely to clash in a relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; text-align: left;" class="KonaBody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_client = "pub-6167988213978292"; google_ad_width = 300; google_ad_height = 250; google_ad_format = "300x250_as"; google_ad_channel ="6563068779"; google_color_border = "FFFFFF"; google_color_bg = "FFFFFF"; google_color_link = "339933"; google_color_url = "000000"; google_color_text = "000000"; //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Though Virgo and Gemini are both ruled by Mercury, they almost never make a good match. Their personalities are totally different, in ways which are more adversarial than complimentary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Virgos are true, steady lovers who can only be reached through careful cultivation of their trust and interest. They are hardworking and serious, sometimes shy and bookish. Geminis, meanwhile, are the life of the party. Constantly searching for stimulation and new adventures, they enchant everyone they meet with their wit and energy. In the case of Virgo, that enchantment rarely lasts long. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;table style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;" border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_client = "pub-6167988213978292"; google_ad_width = 180; google_ad_height = 90; google_ad_format = "180x90_0ads_al"; google_ad_channel ="1658460194"; google_color_border = "FFFFFF"; google_color_bg = "FFFFFF"; google_color_link = "339933"; google_color_url = "000000"; google_color_text = "000000"; //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;window.google_render_ad()&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Gemini’s are perfect romantics. The female Gemini tends to be flirtatious and seductive. She is a bit of a seductress, when she has the time or inclination to play the role. The male Gemini is dashing and suave without being overbearing. He expresses his attraction with elegance and winning gestures, or with a calculated reserve which makes the object of his desire feel that she is trying to win his love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Virgo meanwhile, if she happens to catch the attention of a Gemini is neither won over by what she perceives as silly flirtation or pursue the coy Gemini. Male Virgos often find female Geminis fickle, unattainable, or overbearing. The only way these two will get together is if an unexplainable attraction overwhelms the judgment of Virgo and excites the curiosity of the Gemini. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;The first date is likely to prove disastrous. Virgo is quickly exhausted by Gemini’s quest for excitement, and Gemini sees Virgo as an impossible stick-in-the-mud. Gemini wines, dines, and parties, expecting to get the same treatment or at least a willing partner in crime. Virgo sees all this as superficial, suspects Gemini’s motives, and feels out of control. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;There is however, one arena in which they find something like magic. Their passionate, Mercury-ruled intellects find perfect companions in each other. Geminis love the ability of Virgos to converse intelligently on a number of subjects and are flattered by the natural Virgo curiosity. Virgos love the same traits in Geminis and are likely to view them as complex puzzles which they feel compelled to solve. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;If they do end up in a love affair, an affair is all that it is likely to be. Once Gemini realizes that he can’t break through Virgo’s carefully constructed defenses in a single night, he gives up the pursuit as too difficult, labeling Virgo as boring. Virgo will be hurt by the casual nature of the affair and feel tricked by the seeming shift from Gemini’s initial presentation to someone who is demanding and fickle. She has difficulty understanding that these two personalities can live in the same body--one must be true, the other false. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;If they are to catch and keep each other, both will have to revise the way they approach love and relationships. Virgo will have to let go a little, otherwise the seriousness with which she approaches love will frighten and intimidate Gemini. She will have to come out of her shell and make a concerted effort to keep Gemini interested. If she taps the love of pleasure and experience beneath her surface, she can potentially succeed. Gemini, meanwhile, will have to give up his insistence on absolute perfection. He will have to look inside himself and outside of romantic love to find some of the variety he craves. Meanwhile, he’ll have to realize Virgo’s need for reassurance and trustworthiness. Most importantly, he’ll have to learn to work so that he can meet Virgo on her own level and not be on the receiving end of her contempt for laziness. If you believe in the saying that “opposites attract,” you might see these two working, balancing each other’s flaws and focusing each other’s strengths, but the road will never be smooth. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;In long term relationships, these two can clash on a number of levels. The oppositions in their personalities become more apparent as time goes on. They tend to lose compassion for and patience with each other, which can result in nasty breakups where both are deeply wounded. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Once they are deeply attached, Geminis are almost completely trustworthy, sometimes even possessive and jealous. Almost isn’t good enough for Virgo. Virgo needs to have complete trust in a mate in order to face the risk of rejection when showing the sensual, loving, loyal nature they hide so well. Gemini often becomes exhausted with this distrust and lives up to every negative expectation. Also, the impossibility of trusting what Gemini says, as they are often unaware of their dual nature, wears thin with Virgo. Every contradiction can be viewed as a betrayal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Both signs are subtly manipulative. Gemini makes sure Virgo knows how much he loves her, often making it clear that they give the most love in the relationship. This exerts a form of control and expectation, which the other partner feels obligated to live up to. Virgo, on the other hand, can’t help but call Gemini’s bluff. The critical Virgo nature causes them to pick apart Gemini and question every paradox. Gemini feels unloved and unappreciated, which gives them a reason to move on. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Sexually, the two are ill matched. Gemini is highly experimental, in need of constant variety, and enamored with adventure. Virgo can’t always be the aggressive bedroom virtuoso that Gemini requires. Virgo often recognizes that Gemini is more adept at the physical act than at emotional follow-through and can become completely frigid with nervousness. Though Gemini may teach Virgo some tricks which will shock future lovers, these two are not likely to obtain any long-term satisfaction from each other. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;In social occasions, the two also clash. Gemini’s broad spectrum of acquaintances confuse and tire Virgo, who feels sapped of the energy she generally saves for close friends. Virgo may also feel threatened by all the other people in Gemini’s life, seeing herself as only one among many. Gemini cannot stand Virgo’s social aloofness or her tendency to prefer quiet evenings at home. The two would have to compromise a great deal in order to meet each other’s needs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Career interests create another clash. Virgo finds the Gemini emphasis on play before work lazy, juvenile, and infuriating. Virgo may rightly feel that she is doing all of the work while Gemini is having all of the fun. Geminis hate being put second to a career, and Virgo is likely to do just that. They don’t understand why Virgo can’t leave work early, stop cleaning the house, relocate on a whim, or run off with them for a vacation. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Though anything is possible in love, Virgos and Geminis have a lot to overcome. If they manage it, they will likely feel a deserved sense of pride in their relationship, which will gratify both of their egos. However, it is more likely that their contact will be fleeting and unfulfilling. Gemini will continue the search for his perfect twin and Virgo will seek someone more stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Taken from http://www.essortment.com/lifestyle/lovehoroscopes_swxt.htm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-8743260301999402912?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/8743260301999402912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=8743260301999402912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/8743260301999402912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/8743260301999402912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/05/virgo-gemini-part-2.html' title='virgo &amp; gemini part 2'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-4112981725049010706</id><published>2009-05-23T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T22:57:27.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horoscope'/><title type='text'>Virgo Woman &amp; Gemini Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;There's good chances of coming out of this combination looking like you've been shredded. (&lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt; Source: &lt;a href="http://www.aquarianage.org/romance/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;AquarianAge Romance&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;For Gemini: This is not the best union, the practical Virgo views you as being disorganized and frivolous. You on the other hand don't think that the Virgoan knows how to have a good time. (&lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt; Source: &lt;a href="http://www.lovetest.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Love Test&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt; ) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;For Virgo: Not a chance. The risky, carefree fickle Gemini sees you as a drag. Truly a miracle if the two of you do interact for any length of time. This union is best left alone unless other factors prevail in both charts. (&lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt; Source: &lt;a href="http://www.lovetest.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Love Test&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt; ) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;Virgo is critical and Gemini is tactless. Not a good match at all. Both have a mental approach to life but the similarities end there. Virgo thinks Gemini is scatterbrained and immature. Gemini thinks Virgo is a stick in the mud and a bore. Virgo is analytical and Gemini looks that as indifference. Virgo is critical and Gemini is tactless. Gemini has a roving eye which doesn’t sit well with Virgo. (&lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt; Source: Astrology Fun &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;Gemini Man &amp;amp; Virgo Woman&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;This match probably won’t lead to long-term love. You both have active and intelligent minds, and that might draw you towards each other at first. Unfortunately, he is a wild thing who brings out your jealous and controlling side. Gemini boys are incorrigible flirts who just can’t resist making eyes at every girl they see. They also have a bad reputation for being unfaithful. This will drive you nuts. He will hate your need to always know where he is and what he’s doing (and with who) and he’ll start feeling trapped. Yes, he’s attractive, but he’s just too unreliable for a level-headed girl like you. This is a mismatch. (&lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt; Source: &lt;a href="http://www.myjellybean.com/astrology/soulmate/soulmate.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Jellybean's Astro-Soulmate Guide&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;With Gemini boy, Virgo girl will have a partner with whom to commiserate.  It's nice to be understood, and that's the beauty of this relationship; you often think and feel the same things at the same time. Even the stuff that creeps you out or thrills you may be the same, and there's safety and comfort in your shared feelings. (&lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt; Source: &lt;a href="http://www.ellegirl.com/horoscopes/index.vm" target="_blank"&gt;FUNgirl - Astrology&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt; )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;taken from http://www.dressking.com/horoscope/Virgo-Gemini.htm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Then again, we can always use our differences to complete each other right? Where's the fun dating someone who's exactly like us? Too predictable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-4112981725049010706?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/4112981725049010706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=4112981725049010706&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/4112981725049010706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/4112981725049010706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/05/virgo-woman-gemini-guy.html' title='Virgo Woman &amp; Gemini Guy'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-4639401406464578658</id><published>2009-05-11T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T10:47:30.863-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7 deadly sins'/><title type='text'>my 7 deadly sins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.keimland.com/7%20deadly%20sins%20women.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 570px; height: 290px;" src="http://www.keimland.com/7%20deadly%20sins%20women.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.exquisitefunction.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/yokofurusho-sins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 570px; height: 290px;" src="http://www.exquisitefunction.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/yokofurusho-sins.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thechive.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/7-deadly-sins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 570px; height: 340px;" src="http://thechive.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/7-deadly-sins.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid rgb(17, 0, 0); width: 400px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Greed:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(34, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(51, 0, 119) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 40px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Gluttony:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(51, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(102, 0, 51) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 92px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Wrath:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(34, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(51, 0, 119) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 62px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Sloth:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(51, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(102, 0, 51) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 84px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Envy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(17, 0, 34) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Very Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(17, 0, 153) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 16px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Lust:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(85, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Very High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(153, 0, 34) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 180px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Pride:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(51, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(102, 0, 51) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 72px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have no comment what so ever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But it's worth to try on you spare times..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/seven_deadly_sins2.html" target="_top"&gt;Seven Deadly Sins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-4639401406464578658?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/4639401406464578658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=4639401406464578658&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/4639401406464578658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/4639401406464578658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-7-deadly-sins.html' title='my 7 deadly sins'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-7584870913739238163</id><published>2009-05-07T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T08:14:01.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monthlyversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='678'/><title type='text'>look what my precious made for me!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v0UY1-hWjFs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v0UY1-hWjFs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="550" height="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Thank you so much.. Happy 10th monthlyversary..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I love you more each day.. I'm so lucky to have you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;There is no other words I could say to describe how thankful I am for having you here beside me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Thank you for always being there for me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anytime I needed you, anytime I crave for you, not to mention when I'm clingy and over-spoil at times..&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for always supporting me, especially when I'm vulnerable..&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for picking me up everytime I'm at my lowest..&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being my head to think when I'm crazy, my shoulder to cry (obviously), my best friend, my lover, my GAYfriend, my brother, and most of all, my everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You're the best and I hope that even though we'll end up with someone else later on, you will always remember me like I will always remember you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Thank you dear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Love you.. :):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-7584870913739238163?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/7584870913739238163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=7584870913739238163&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/7584870913739238163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/7584870913739238163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/05/look-what-my-precious-made-for-me.html' title='look what my precious made for me!!'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-7900581924980903400</id><published>2009-04-28T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T06:50:01.953-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Me, getting to know myself better</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You are not looking merely for a girl/boyfriend - you are looking for your life partner. Perhaps you should be more open-minded about who you spend time with. The person you are looking for might hide their charm under their exterior.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from: http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-7900581924980903400?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/7900581924980903400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=7900581924980903400&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/7900581924980903400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/7900581924980903400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-getting-to-know-myself-better.html' title='Me, getting to know myself better'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-5841670168708020659</id><published>2009-04-02T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:14:17.496-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='678'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>strgr</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;dear mr. boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i love u from then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;probably till the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;you're my only man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;dear mr. perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i gave u all my respect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;we had some good aspect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;before she became a suspect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;dear mr. stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;seems like it was forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;that we are together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i thought you were clever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;dear mr. unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i love being with you alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;from morning til dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;though i wake up and you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;dear mr. who are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;you used to love her too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i wished you know me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;like you know when she's blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;dear mr. who's never there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i just can't finish my lines..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;it hurts me deeply..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;to find out you're a stranger in my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-5841670168708020659?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/5841670168708020659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=5841670168708020659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/5841670168708020659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/5841670168708020659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/04/strgr.html' title='strgr'/><author><name>Gianayu 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Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-8918210609105048597</id><published>2009-03-26T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T02:31:34.626-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='678'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>to wake up right beside you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2255/2289824385_d4f86a4610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 493px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2255/2289824385_d4f86a4610.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;People may find happiness through money..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Through life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Through love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;People may find happiness through fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Through doing the things that they love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Though I have my odd share of feeling happy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I consider my self very lucky..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Because I'm able to find happiness by watching the guy I love sleeping in my bed.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Funny isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;How strange for me to smile just to see someone snoring in my room..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Like I said before,this is how I define my happiness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;For me, this is the most beautiful sight I've ever seen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I always feel this strange yet ineffably beautiful feeling every time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I can't help but to smile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I don't care whether he snores..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;whether he makes funny faces or even drools..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I can't help but to love this feeling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I can't stop smiling to witness this oh-so-blissful view..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Not to mention how he would hug me before we went off to bed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Every night..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Right before I rest my eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The ecstatic emotion that I feel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The chills running down my spine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The bumping of my heart that's about to explode..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Not to mention the warm feeling of being safe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I've never felt this safe within a man's arms before.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Yet however..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The most unexplainably amazing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The most superb..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The most stupendous feeling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Is when I open my eyes in the morning to find him beside me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;It is however the reason why I always wake up smiling.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Oh how I love waking up to find him still sleeping..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I can't help but to kiss his cheek then hold him tightly everyday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Right before I begin my day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;This 'thing' I do each day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Somehow replaced my night tea and my morning coffee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;There's nothing left to say or do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Other than just to thank God..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;For allowing me to have this amazing man to be by my side..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;For allowing me to have such protection..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Such love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Such happiness within my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Thank you, God.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.paraorkut.com/img/pics/glitters/k/keep_me_safe-1462.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 300px;" src="http://images.paraorkut.com/img/pics/glitters/k/keep_me_safe-1462.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-8918210609105048597?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2255/2289824385_d4f86a4610_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-5905252575251820519</id><published>2009-03-25T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T03:47:56.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funfunfun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>burning ladiiies..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2620/43/112/1032565359/n1032565359_30369365_1960674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 504px; height: 353px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2620/43/112/1032565359/n1032565359_30369365_1960674.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-5905252575251820519?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/5905252575251820519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=5905252575251820519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funfunfun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>dancing with the lights and the music</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lights and Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2620/43/112/1032565359/n1032565359_30366654_4513164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 426px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2620/43/112/1032565359/n1032565359_30366654_4513164.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kept us dancing the night away..&lt;br /&gt;We felt so free even til the next day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2620/43/112/1032565359/n1032565359_30366697_1948907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 415px; height: 313px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2620/43/112/1032565359/n1032565359_30366697_1948907.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A glimpse of music running through your ears..&lt;br /&gt;With a struck of lights playing with your eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2620/43/112/1032565359/n1032565359_30366655_1167368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 409px; height: 308px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2620/43/112/1032565359/n1032565359_30366655_1167368.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Next thing you know you're moving your knees..&lt;br /&gt;A tempting insanity of temporary bliss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2620/43/112/1032565359/n1032565359_30366407_3647147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 376px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2620/43/112/1032565359/n1032565359_30366407_3647147.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;As the music starts to fade and call it a day..&lt;br /&gt;We add a little sigh with a smile on our face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2620/43/112/1032565359/n1032565359_30363487_632863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 481px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2620/43/112/1032565359/n1032565359_30363487_632863.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-8021131963980421597?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/8021131963980421597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=8021131963980421597&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/8021131963980421597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/8021131963980421597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/03/dancing-with-lights-and-music.html' title='dancing with the lights and the music'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-991062228845832720</id><published>2009-03-19T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:53:57.026-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hairstyle'/><title type='text'>bob haircut?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;My beloved friend, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Gladyza Amanda a.k.a Mandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; has suggested me to cut my hair bob style..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I straight away googled up some bob hairstyle pictures..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Here are some examples of medium bob styles..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;COMMENTS ARE HIGHLY RECOMMENDED..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.aaa-fashion.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/bob-hairstyle8.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.celebrityhairstylesnews.com/mediumhairstyles/sarahchalke.jpg"&gt;  &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 267px;" src="http://www.celebrityhairstylesnews.com/mediumhairstyles/sarahchalke.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img300.imageshack.us/img300/7249/panelingrw2.jpg"&gt;      &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 272px;" src="http://img300.imageshack.us/img300/7249/panelingrw2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-991062228845832720?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/991062228845832720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=991062228845832720&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/991062228845832720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/991062228845832720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/03/bob-haircut.html' title='bob haircut?'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-5316176847589574465</id><published>2009-03-19T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T05:03:40.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hairstyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lust'/><title type='text'>I need a new haircut &amp; I need your suggestions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm dead bored of my old hair, to make it worst I hate the fact that my hair falls off all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have no idea of what is wrong with me??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I use hair vitamins almost everyday, and I don't think I'm currently depressed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Then again, it's always a different story when assignment's due date or exam weeks are coming up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The thing is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't want to go bold before I have grandchildren..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How am I supposed to get married when I don't have enough hair on my head to attract a future husband?? ( exaggerating mode on +)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So anyway, I'm thinking about cutting it medium-length, and I hope by cutting it shorter may help reducing the hair fall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm currently attracted to Taylor Momsen and Hayley Williams's hairstyle. So here is a pic of me, and the pics of the haircut I'm currently attracted to, comments are strongly recommended, pleasee oh pleaaseee help me choose a new hairstyle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;PS: do not be fooled by the colour of their hairstyles, I won't dye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; my hair the same, I'm thinking about dying my hair Jet Black.. PLEASE OH PLEASE GIVE ME A GOOD SUGGES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;TION..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v1959/23/112/743355470/n743355470_5293810_7799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 406px;" src="http://photos-c.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v1959/23/112/743355470/n743355470_5293810_7799.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;                                pic 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.haircutshairstyles.com/img/photos/full/2009-02/hayley_williams_layered_haircut174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.haircutshairstyles.com/img/photos/full/2009-02/hayley_williams_layered_haircut174.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                pic2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NO2UOMMYKZ0/SPS5OFIaEfI/AAAAAAAABxY/6GqmGSTaHNc/s400/Taylor+Momsen+Long+Bob+Hairstyle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NO2UOMMYKZ0/SPS5OFIaEfI/AAAAAAAABxY/6GqmGSTaHNc/s400/Taylor+Momsen+Long+Bob+Hairstyle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc306/liquidcarrot/HayleyWilliams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 403px;" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc306/liquidcarrot/HayleyWilliams.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;                                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Zf_P9g6cuo/SWYVU3Gr0BI/AAAAAAAAChA/EmrEl0HIjJM/s400/2009-hairstyle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Zf_P9g6cuo/SWYVU3Gr0BI/AAAAAAAAChA/EmrEl0HIjJM/s400/2009-hairstyle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.limelife.com/R/ResourceModule/generated/09.14.08.am.beauty.taylor.momsen.hair_w_546_h_746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 368px;" src="http://www.limelife.com/R/ResourceModule/generated/09.14.08.am.beauty.taylor.momsen.hair_w_546_h_746.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t6XXVrt631U/SSmEcZdqOUI/AAAAAAAAFqc/TeQ7pPjvI5k/s1600/hayley%2Bwilliams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 386px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t6XXVrt631U/SSmEcZdqOUI/AAAAAAAAFqc/TeQ7pPjvI5k/s1600/hayley%2Bwilliams.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-5316176847589574465?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/5316176847589574465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=5316176847589574465&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/5316176847589574465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/5316176847589574465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-need-new-haircut-asap.html' title='I need a new haircut &amp; I need your suggestions'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NO2UOMMYKZ0/SPS5OFIaEfI/AAAAAAAABxY/6GqmGSTaHNc/s72-c/Taylor+Momsen+Long+Bob+Hairstyle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-3318257448833623564</id><published>2009-03-18T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T06:17:35.551-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personality'/><title type='text'>I'm a RED WOLF. What do you think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://world.doubutsu-uranai.com/images/chara/color102.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 240px;" src="http://world.doubutsu-uranai.com/images/chara/color102.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div id="sheet"&gt;&lt;div id="contents"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: left; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Gianayu&lt;br /&gt;  13/09/1989&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="color2"&gt;You are Red Wolf, who is not afraid of meeting new people, and are kind to everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very sociable and extremely innocent woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many unique type of people in Red Wolf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are bold enough to push your own way, without being restricted by tradition and common knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't care what the other people think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to do as you wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, your life style and preferences are little bit different from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dislike having no style of your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You possess your own sense of balance, and you create your own environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have sharp instinct that you use in daily life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes you do a good job of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very pure inside, but this sometimes can create misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your action that you do unconsciously may not be understood by the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you decide on something, you will definitely carry it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that may be today or a year later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes it difficult to plan other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ought to be careful not to give up so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you tend to be rather unique, the way you look for originality makes you successful in the field of designing and planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are cheerful and have dreams, so you can adapt to circumstances quite easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a good sense of balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can think and calculate about your future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may go for an arranged marriage.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="footer"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/index.html"&gt;&lt;br /&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/2289858613850418188-3318257448833623564?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://world.doubutsu-uranai.com' title='I&apos;m a RED WOLF. What do you think?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/3318257448833623564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=3318257448833623564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/3318257448833623564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/3318257448833623564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-red-fox-what-do-you-think.html' title='I&apos;m a RED WOLF. What do you think?'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-8644432474571121288</id><published>2009-03-17T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T02:31:34.627-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;we were inseperable once&lt;br /&gt;the smile you once had&lt;br /&gt;that now starts to fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing can stop us now&lt;br /&gt;we once laughed happily&lt;br /&gt;before you decided to leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once you and I were a we&lt;br /&gt;now whats left is only me&lt;br /&gt;i'm setting you free&lt;br /&gt;you're future is not here with me&lt;br /&gt;love is worthless when I cant make you happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried so hard to understand&lt;br /&gt;the stare you gave in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;something you don't know I realize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it aches to know I'm not the one&lt;br /&gt;hurts me more to see you cry&lt;br /&gt;now you may no longer live a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once you and I were a we&lt;br /&gt;now whats left is only me&lt;br /&gt;i'm setting you free&lt;br /&gt;you're future is not here with me&lt;br /&gt;love is worthless when I cant make you happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were all that i wanted&lt;br /&gt;never a day with you I'd wasted&lt;br /&gt;you've no idea how much I had to bleed&lt;br /&gt;the day I realize she's who you need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-8644432474571121288?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/8644432474571121288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=8644432474571121288&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/8644432474571121288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/8644432474571121288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/03/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-868466698244016633</id><published>2009-03-13T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T05:19:51.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italian foods'/><title type='text'>I finally can cook!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;After all this time of enjoying Italian foods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I couldn't have imagined myself cooking them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Even though my cooking are not as good as the cooking at other Italian restauran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ts, but it's a start and luckily nobody had ever threw up after eating my creations.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ENJOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheese fussili with mushroom carbonara and primavera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fussili del formaggio con il carbonara e il primavera del fungo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SbpgvOTaPRI/AAAAAAAAAVM/q68NHatdbuw/s1600-h/STA50015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SbpgvOTaPRI/AAAAAAAAAVM/q68NHatdbuw/s320/STA50015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312665074846547218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;penne with mushroom and herbs&lt;br /&gt;penne con il fungo e le erbe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/Sbpih_96v2I/AAAAAAAAAVk/MTbwhI1LkEw/s1600-h/DSCF3739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/Sbpih_96v2I/AAAAAAAAAVk/MTbwhI1LkEw/s320/DSCF3739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312667046683262818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spinach Tortellini with pesto&lt;br /&gt;Tortellini degli spinaci con il pesto&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SbpihtDNnhI/AAAAAAAAAVc/rf0pAD_7vBw/s1600-h/DSCF3654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SbpihtDNnhI/AAAAAAAAAVc/rf0pAD_7vBw/s320/DSCF3654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312667041605197330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spaghetti Alfredo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SbpgvnkQHcI/AAAAAAAAAVU/jYL5MwVe8vw/s1600-h/DSCF3103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SbpgvnkQHcI/AAAAAAAAAVU/jYL5MwVe8vw/s320/DSCF3103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312665081628073410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-868466698244016633?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/868466698244016633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=868466698244016633&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/868466698244016633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/868466698244016633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-finally-can-cook.html' title='I finally can cook!'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SbpgvOTaPRI/AAAAAAAAAVM/q68NHatdbuw/s72-c/STA50015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-824250377168746170</id><published>2009-03-07T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T05:03:40.419-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virginity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>when virginity is no longer sacred</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SbP6X2ozapI/AAAAAAAAAVE/p8vTjh56IxU/s1600-h/z137398427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SbP6X2ozapI/AAAAAAAAAVE/p8vTjh56IxU/s400/z137398427.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310863673310538386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm quite confused with lots of girl's behavior nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The more naughty they get, the prouder they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;It's nothing personal, but the truth is, it's sad to see how many young, beautiful, talented girls wasted their one life to things that aren't worth doing while knowing that one day they will definitely regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I know that a lot of people still considers me as a young girl, especially when they see of how I act bubbly around people, yet I've seen a lot of things in my 19 years of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;At elementary when I was just twelve, I've seen kids my age already knew how to lock  their lips beneath the school desk. I was scared yet I still could manage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;At junior high, I've seen how the boys at school learned how to get pleasure by harassing their own friends. I've also seen how girls my age are proud to date older guys without knowing that all they want was just to deflower something so freshly new and exciting. I was petrified to learned something so repulsive at a very young age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;At high school, I've seen that talking about sex is no longer taboo. I was speechless to know how girls are dying to lose their virginity to guys who I knew has been kissing someone else in a club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;What they don't know is the story of a girl named Foxy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Who lost her virginity because she dated an older guy who forcefully ripped off her clothes and stick his penis into her vagina without caring how she cried and cried and begged for him not to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;And now where is that guy who promised her eternity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Nowhere to be found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;What happened to her now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;She now can't differentiate between sex and making love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Is that what love truly is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I say that's lust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I have one story of a girl named Precious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;She lost her virginity on curiosity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Sadly to a guy who kept yelling and cursing her everytime she did even just a simple little mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Then he dumped her on an ineffably stupid reason and until now he never answers or return her calls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Then she moves on thinking that it's not worth to regret what's already been done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Because she's a very precious and honest person, she told her new boyfriend the naked truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Only then to find him forcing her to pull off her pants, then went missing for months the following week and he wasn't even man enough to dump her face to face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Now she's traumatized and find it hard to trust again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Is that love truly is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I say that's fraud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;They also don't know the story of a girl named Violet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;How she lost her virginity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;She was sleeping and her boyfriend suddenly came to wake her up only to forcefully deflowered her. She didn't see that coming so she bled sooo hard until her bed sheet was full of blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;She cried and she cried and cursed him. All he had to do cheer her up was just to say "I promise you, I'll be responsible, I'll take care of you, and I'll never ever leave you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;So she trusted him and love him even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Then the following week he went missing for 3months because she said the wrong thing at the wrong time to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;What happened next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;He called just to dump her and days later she found out that he already had a new girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Is that what love truly is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; I say that's bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The last story that I want to tell you is about a girl named Zoey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;She dated a guy who thought could be her first true love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;He keeps cheating on her while at the same time forcing her to give his virginity to him without caring how she cried and begged and pleaded for him to stop pulling down her pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;She finally lost her virginity accidentally, on a sofa while watching tv just to please her boyfriend and hoped for him never to cheat on her again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Few months later he cheated on her again and this time it's with her best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;They're relationship became very unhealthy and every time she tried to move on, he would search the guy and beat him up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;So she had no choice but to please him mentally, physically and biologically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;She lost all her friends, her carrier, and her perfectly good grades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Few years later he dumped her, used her anytime he can reach her, but  then never took the responsibility to asked her to be his girlfriend again, finished up her money, asked her to pay every meal he ate and every fuel of his car just to find him dating someone else just few months later after she had to sell her house because of her financial problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Now she lost something she could never regain to someone who promised her forever yet it was actually 'never'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Is that what truly love is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I don't even know what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;- a statement from my friend, Zoey -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I think that some girls just don't know what they've got til it's gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;They think that making love was always about true love, doing it with the right one, at the right time, and at the right place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I don't know how a lot of girls can have many one night stand without getting emotionally involved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;How can they give away something so sacred so easily to a guy who would'nt even recognize them 10 years ahead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I bet they've no idea how it feels to lose something so worth it to someone whose so worthless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I bet they've no idea how it feels to lose something that they'll never had the chance have it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I bet they've no idea how it hurts sooo badly to give everything they are only to find that they were only used as a tool for temporary pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Well I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I've lost something so worth it to someone whose so worthless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I've lost something that I'll never had the chance have it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I've felt  sooo badly hurt to give everything they are only to find that they were only used as a tool for temporary pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Now I feel so ashamed and filthy at times everytime I remember about how I lost it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;But this is life, now I've nothing left to do but just to live with a grudge in my heart, regretful thoughts in my head and trauma within my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I just want to say thanks to all those girls who shared their stories with me and I hoped that this post my help other girls to learn life the hard way without having to go through what all those girls had to go through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Trust me, virginity is worth protecting for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-824250377168746170?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/824250377168746170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=824250377168746170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/824250377168746170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/824250377168746170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-virginity-is-no-longer-sacred.html' title='when virginity is no longer sacred'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SbP6X2ozapI/AAAAAAAAAVE/p8vTjh56IxU/s72-c/z137398427.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-4357342544207317730</id><published>2009-03-07T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T05:03:40.419-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funfunfun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lust'/><title type='text'>I've pierced my belly again! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;This is a video of my 1st piercing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;At August 2007, I accidentally ripped my piercing when rubbing my belly while taking a bath..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I've re-pierced my belly today, but I'm sorry that I don't upload any pictures of my new piercing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Because sadly, now I'm fat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'll update the pictures later after I'm sure that no body will puke when looking at belly.. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-49e41811ad7eb519" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/4357342544207317730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=4357342544207317730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/4357342544207317730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/4357342544207317730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-pierced-my-belly-again.html' title='I&apos;ve pierced my belly again! :)'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-3033858451441414810</id><published>2009-03-05T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T05:09:00.934-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit happens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>what a shitty day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;"&gt;         It happened yesterday, exactly at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4th march 2009.&lt;/span&gt; I went to campus as usual, only to find that there were no parking spaces left! The usual spot in front of the canteen was full, and the usual spot in front of the president hall was blocked because the aircraft programs was on exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I didn't want to park at the visitor's spot (which I should've!) because it takes a long walk to class and yesterday was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;BLOODY HOT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; So I parked in front of the girl's dorm between two random cars. There was a yellow line there which means it's forbidden to park there, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I OBEYED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Later on, when I got back from class,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; I got a ticket on my window saying that I got fined 50RM for parking at the yellow line area, WHICH I DID NOT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/Sa-i4NAvyfI/AAAAAAAAAUk/NwHaL6-ytUQ/s1600-h/DSCF3650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/Sa-i4NAvyfI/AAAAAAAAAUk/NwHaL6-ytUQ/s320/DSCF3650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309641572142270962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh well, "shit happens" i thought. It's only 50Rm anyway and whoever did this to me is definitely going to get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;KARMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. I didn't want any hassle to happen, so I just tried not to care.  So I moved on and then went out to have some fun with my boyfriend and my friend, Daniel.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/Sa-YZH63gMI/AAAAAAAAAUU/pcXKc-_1bcE/s1600-h/DSCF3628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/Sa-YZH63gMI/AAAAAAAAAUU/pcXKc-_1bcE/s320/DSCF3628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309630043083210946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We're going to the garde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ns, near mid valley to go to maxis to check on my T-mobile G1 google phone. I also want to check this cool Puma shoes that I really wanted!The price of the shoes was about 225RM. I was also planning to re-pierced my belly, I already prepared and brought my former ring with me so it'll cost cheaper. I took my ring off because it got cut while I was taking a bath a year ago and it was bleeding everywhere. We were planning to go to Sungai Wang after wards, because I've been craving to get a scooter since almost a month ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/Sa-YZ7X1oKI/AAAAAAAAAUc/L0OU9Ox5QRE/s1600-h/DSCF3625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/Sa-YZ7X1oKI/AAAAAAAAAUc/L0OU9Ox5QRE/s320/DSCF3625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309630056894931106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was fun at first, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we were laughing and singing along the way. Like nothing could go wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;(thats what I thought)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. Once we arrived, I went straight away to Maxis to settle my phone, than we went accross to Mid Valley. Once we reached Mid valley, we went straight away to topshop, ms. selfridge &amp;amp; dorothy perkins, everything was end of season sale!! I was sooo excited. I own a fashion fast forward member card, so everything I purchase at those shops, I can get 10% off each item I get. I finally shopped at dorothy perkins where I bought a nice grey dress which I can wear formally and cassualy, it was soooo worth the spending. I also bought a cute loose T-shirt, it was quite cheap so I bought it anyway.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After everything was settled, we were about to go to Sungai Wang when I suddenly had the urge to take a leak (pee-pee). Then I went out just for about 1minute when I realize, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I LEFT MY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;SHOPPING BAG IN THE TOILET!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;SHIT!!! I ran straight away to the bathroom..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I got there I was happy to see the plastic bag was still there..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But when I looked inside, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;IT WAS EMPTY!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; **** **** **** ****!!!! I wasted 245RM over nothing!! ****!!!! I was sooo depressed!! I was confused... I wanted that dress soooo much, but all the money that I had left was supposed to be spend on my scooter, my puma shoes,&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; pierce my belly.. oh GOSH! So the total amount for the money I lost today was about 300RM! thats like 1,000,000 rupiah! I could've bought a lot of things with that money..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nevertheless, I finally bought the same dress and the same shirt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;AGAIN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; The nerve of that bitch!! It would've been a different story if someone left a handphone or a handbag, it's very no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;rmal to find it missing, but come on! It's only clothes, in a sophisticated mall, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AND ON AN END OF SEASON SALE!!&lt;/span&gt; What makes her think that she shares the same size with me anyway???? I cursed that bitch along the way to sungai wang..&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Here's the clothes that I bought two times in a day: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/Sa-YYxIoQsI/AAAAAAAAAUM/DmM5woBzIF0/s1600-h/DSCF3647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/Sa-YYxIoQsI/AAAAAAAAAUM/DmM5woBzIF0/s320/DSCF3647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309630036966916802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/Sa-YYjNQuAI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Yd6VH5cT8Mk/s1600-h/DSCF3646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/Sa-YYjNQuAI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Yd6VH5cT8Mk/s320/DSCF3646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309630033228249090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At sungai wang I just ate instead of looking for my scooter. Then afterwards we went to Riverwine Pavilion KL to buy 2 bottles of wine, I really really really needed a break after what just happened.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Here's a picture of me depressed &amp;amp; a bit tipsy :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/Sa-YYWH5FdI/AAAAAAAAAT8/nhJUYQOS_nI/s1600-h/DSCF3639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/Sa-YYWH5FdI/AAAAAAAAAT8/nhJUYQOS_nI/s320/DSCF3639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309630029716067794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;At the end, all I got was just the dress, the loose T-shirt and no piercing on my belly, no puma shoes and no Goddamn scooter!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shoe-shop.com/content/ebiz/shoeshop/invt/sch190280p1/sch190280p1_Red_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://www.shoe-shop.com/content/ebiz/shoeshop/invt/sch190280p1/sch190280p1_Red_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/Sa-r7TDiy4I/AAAAAAAAAU0/R-V2DF7vE9M/s1600-h/Matilah+kau%21%28078%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/Sa-r7TDiy4I/AAAAAAAAAU0/R-V2DF7vE9M/s320/Matilah+kau%21%28078%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309651520908872578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.razor-scooters.com/razor-scooters/razor-ms-130a3/razor-scooter-ms130-a3-blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 187px;" src="http://www.razor-scooters.com/razor-scooters/razor-ms-130a3/razor-scooter-ms130-a3-blue.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-3033858451441414810?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/3033858451441414810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=3033858451441414810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-2734211169259635967</id><published>2009-02-28T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T05:07:36.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leisure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funfunfun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>LIGHTS &amp; MUSIC part deux</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It was a happy thursday and fun friday.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;DJ MORON was on his first official professional job.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;He played at a place called club9&amp;amp;6 lounge and bar club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Everybody had lots of fun.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;There were poles that we can dance on at the place.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Free beers here and there, it was delightful!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The crowd was awesome so was the music as well. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Come what may to ruin the moment.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Never mind, we just kept dancing the whole night away.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;anot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;her lights&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;music night.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;othing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;cou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;d ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308040236418819490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/San0U28hYUI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/YSOWPJah4oA/s1600-h/DSCF3606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/San0U28hYUI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/YSOWPJah4oA/s320/DSCF3606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308042275016761666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/San0VLhxYBI/AAAAAAAAARE/MkQ10Tn_0-M/s1600-h/DSCF3512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/San0VLhxYBI/AAAAAAAAARE/MkQ10Tn_0-M/s320/DSCF3512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308042280541708306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ CONGRATULATIONS DUDE!! ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/Sanyd-r1GdI/AAAAAAAAAQc/2hQVE5rpnMM/s72-c/DSCF3481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-1311360014475437581</id><published>2009-02-14T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T03:01:51.065-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit happens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SZf4mDwcLyI/AAAAAAAAAQM/7_Kr1BCS7u4/s1600-h/f_4aa4b5554146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SZf4mDwcLyI/AAAAAAAAAQM/7_Kr1BCS7u4/s320/f_4aa4b5554146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302980418979245858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I've been running and running around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm tired of searching for what's not meant for me to found..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I know how to feel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Yet I can't seem to tell whether it's real..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;What is this craving of you that I have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Every glance we shared, I misbehaved..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;What is this longing for you that I felt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Every time our eyes met, I'm about to melt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;What is this desire of you I suffer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Everyday this feeling inside goes deeper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what they recalled as LOVE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Is this what suppose to make people fly high up above?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;If this is what they say love is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Then why am I wailing all my tears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;If this is what they say shall bring hope and happiness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Then why am I sitting here with my loneliness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I remember running down this road before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Searching for something they named as paramour..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Once , I remember being so naive..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;To find something so ineffably alluring yet twas all deceive..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;All the unexplainable craving that I had..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Just to find love sleeping at someone else's bed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;All the majestically longing that I felt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Just to know my hands was not the only love has held..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;All the greatful  desire I had to suffer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Just to lost the love who'd left me with wonder..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Is this what they recalled as LOVE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;The one that made me fly up above?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;If this is what they say love is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Then I've fell hard from the sky as rain of tears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;If this is what they say shall bring hope and happiness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Then I've failed to find either only myself as a carcass..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;If this is love, then it had deserted me with only pieces..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;If this is love, then it is not what my soul wishes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;If this is love, then I've sadly learn it the hard way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;If this is love, then I've known better just to walk away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-1311360014475437581?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/1311360014475437581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=1311360014475437581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/1311360014475437581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/1311360014475437581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/02/love.html' title='love?'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SZf4mDwcLyI/AAAAAAAAAQM/7_Kr1BCS7u4/s72-c/f_4aa4b5554146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-2114895404095320027</id><published>2009-02-12T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T02:57:45.425-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>another endless tags.. @_@</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i233.photobucket.com/albums/ee180/butsoke/f_footprintsam_cfc5443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://i233.photobucket.com/albums/ee180/butsoke/f_footprintsam_cfc5443.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I was tagged from 2 of my friend which are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://manda-manda-manda.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amanda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://gadinza.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gelardy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;This award comes with the following consequences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;First, put this logo on your blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Second, answer these questions below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;1. What is your main reason to make a blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;So that I have something to do when I don't have anything left to do. It first started out when my former housemate told me to check out her blog. I didnt understand the purpose at that moment, but after I tried making one, I started to like it, especially when I've nothing left to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;2. Whose blog that visit after you make your own blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Anyone's posting who I thought is interesting. Simple answer right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;3. Tag 5 people you visit often!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://originaldreamcatcher.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://gadinza.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gerdy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://manda-manda-manda.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amanda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://diandradevita.blogspot.com/"&gt;Diandra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://nisyeria.blogspot.com/"&gt;Zee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Thank you. So long. Goodbye. Good Riddance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-2114895404095320027?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/2114895404095320027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=2114895404095320027&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/2114895404095320027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/2114895404095320027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-endless-tags.html' title='another endless tags.. @_@'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-6346945533681190229</id><published>2009-02-03T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T05:09:00.934-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='678'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>jealousy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.androidblues.com/JealousyStepbystep/jealousy4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 478px; height: 455px;" src="http://www.androidblues.com/JealousyStepbystep/jealousy4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;it's one thing that's hard to keep out of a relationship.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;especially when we were hurt once or even more from our previous relationships.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;so how is it to heal this particular sickness that usually causes relationship to end?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;if the answer is moving on, i've passed that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;if the answer is time, it's been long enough but this feeling still comes and goes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;i hate this feeling yet i've found no conclusion to not feel it everytime it struck.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;truth is i hate being jealous all the time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;it trully isn't healthy at all. :(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;then i started to listen to this song by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;vidi aldiano - cemburu menguras hati &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;( jealousy exhausts heart)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;i feel so guilty because jealousy doesnt only hurt us, but it may also hurt the other participants.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;at the end, i'm finally out of words.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;because until this day, i'm still traumatized and haunted by most of my past relationships.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;therefore i just want to say i'm sorry if my jealousy ever hurt anybody, and i dedicate this song especially to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;'you'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; i'm sorry, but i can't help myself, i guess i still havent succeeded overcoming my fears of getting hurt or cheated again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;i hope you'll understand how hard it is for me to forget all of my bad memories, and i hope you do notice that even though sometimes i still can be control by my jealousy, that behind all that i truly am trying the best i can to heal.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;so here is the lyric of the song :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.25em; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;font-family:georgia;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;             Tiga hari kunanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Jawabanmu oh kasih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Setiap saat ku harap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Ada keajaiban dalam dirimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Indahnya masa lalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Tergores amarahku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Cemburu menguras hati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Galau kini menyiksa diri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Reff :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Kembalilah kau kekasihku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Jangan putuskan kau tinggalkan aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Sekalipun sering ku menyakitimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Tapi hanya kaulah pengisi hatiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Oo... Maafkan aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Oo... Maafkan egoku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Oo... Maafkan diriku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;               &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;translation :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3 days i've waited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for your answer, love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every moment i hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's a miracle inside of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how beautiful the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;scratch by my anger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jealousy exhausts heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;desolation now tortures me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reff:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;come back, love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dont decide to leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even though i often hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but you're the only one in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oo.. forgive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oo.. forgive my ego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oo.. forgive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-6346945533681190229?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/6346945533681190229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=6346945533681190229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/6346945533681190229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/6346945533681190229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/02/jealousy.html' title='jealousy..'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-1377500834700793989</id><published>2009-01-31T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T05:07:36.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leisure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>Lights and Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It was a boring Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nothing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nowhere to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It was just horrid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Then we started to get some booze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mix it up with sodas and juice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Turn on some lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Play some music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;There we have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SYVUrSJlXnI/AAAAAAAAAPc/TkWdg9KPnuw/s1600-h/DSCF3239+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297733639254400626" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SYVUrSJlXnI/AAAAAAAAAPc/TkWdg9KPnuw/s200/DSCF3239+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SYVaQSOvsAI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ALjnXHoIAXs/s1600-h/STA50045+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297739772489347074" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SYVaQSOvsAI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ALjnXHoIAXs/s200/STA50045+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SYVaQrfhzFI/AAAAAAAAAP8/uj_PMIfCJ3Y/s1600-h/STA50059+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297739779270626386" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297739782148389586" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SYVaQ2No-tI/AAAAAAAAAQE/VZ6SRMoCS6I/s200/STA50061+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SYVXb43ianI/AAAAAAAAAPs/l0oDulPFHMY/s1600-h/STA50034+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297736673304668786" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 150px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SYVXb43ianI/AAAAAAAAAPs/l0oDulPFHMY/s200/STA50034+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:Courier New;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SYVUrSJlXnI/AAAAAAAAAPc/TkWdg9KPnuw/s72-c/DSCF3239+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-4279512424103989361</id><published>2009-01-18T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T02:59:34.000-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Falling Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SXM9VAWiYvI/AAAAAAAAAPE/V-Vplu95DpU/s1600-h/Falling-Star%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SXM9VAWiYvI/AAAAAAAAAPE/V-Vplu95DpU/s320/Falling-Star%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292641418171540210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'd wait and wait each night..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;With hopeful eyes I stare as I might..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wind blows hard my chest now tight..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the sky to spare me light..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Despite of all the words they've spoken..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I covet to fix what I think is broken..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus I wait with patience and devotion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;For a light between the mists of perfection..&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling star..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;In the still night I stare and wait..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;You're my last chance to get better fate..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let them say how it's all myth..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe to deserve my very wish..&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti's dreary how my tainted heart eloped..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I refuse to be lost of hope..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night befriend me as I try to cope..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my wish to end this mope..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;With naked hands I fight their deceit..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shan't fall as my heart still beats..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Let m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;e wait the night within discreet..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight near my glass window I sit..&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling star..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the still night I stare and wait..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my last chance to have better fate..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let them say how it's all myth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I believe to deserve my very wish..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling star..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til this night I stare and wait..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Let vain try to steal my faith..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I believe all this aren't myth..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still owe me my very wish..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling star..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til tonight I still stare and wait..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Til this very moment I have faith..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SXM9U-c1E2I/AAAAAAAAAO8/R-nuS0xyF78/s1600-h/catchingwishes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SXM9U-c1E2I/AAAAAAAAAO8/R-nuS0xyF78/s320/catchingwishes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292641417661059938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-4279512424103989361?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/4279512424103989361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=4279512424103989361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/4279512424103989361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/4279512424103989361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/01/falling-star.html' title='Falling Star'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SXM9VAWiYvI/AAAAAAAAAPE/V-Vplu95DpU/s72-c/Falling-Star%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-7535132408841417207</id><published>2009-01-16T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T05:39:00.909-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italian foods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='678'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>cooking with love &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;My desire to have an Italian chef as my future husband seems out of reach as I noticed lately..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm madly deeply craving to eat Italian almost everyday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Thus, the more I realize that that certain desire of mine is quite impossible, the less I gave up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;So, I started to learn how to cook Italian foods..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Whereby, I also begged my boyfriend to teach me how to cook, luckily his mom is splendid at cooking, so I guess it runs in his blood..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Whereas back hometown, my family and I often goes to all of my favorite Italian resto almost everyday.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;So, here's some pictures of our creation..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. Spaghetti Alfredo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. Preparation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. A mixture of cheese fussili with mushroom carbonara and primavera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. Enjoying our dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SXCcNLYXTTI/AAAAAAAAAOc/_TEYVKM73z8/s1600-h/DSCF3103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SXCcNLYXTTI/AAAAAAAAAOc/_TEYVKM73z8/s320/DSCF3103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291901312367545650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SXCcsNCyG9I/AAAAAAAAAO0/K3lbGFlFwHk/s1600-h/STA50006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SXCcsNCyG9I/AAAAAAAAAO0/K3lbGFlFwHk/s320/STA50006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291901845389843410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SXCcr1Y2ukI/AAAAAAAAAOs/xb-kblE-zqY/s1600-h/STA50013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SXCcr1Y2ukI/AAAAAAAAAOs/xb-kblE-zqY/s320/STA50013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291901839039969858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SXCcr2DNzYI/AAAAAAAAAOk/pZkyX-1shHY/s1600-h/STA50016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SXCcr2DNzYI/AAAAAAAAAOk/pZkyX-1shHY/s320/STA50016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291901839217642882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-7535132408841417207?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/7535132408841417207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=7535132408841417207&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/7535132408841417207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/7535132408841417207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/01/cooking-with-love-3.html' title='cooking with love &lt;3'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SXCcNLYXTTI/AAAAAAAAAOc/_TEYVKM73z8/s72-c/DSCF3103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-4597574716974980322</id><published>2009-01-14T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T02:31:34.627-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='678'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>What you are to me &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;To my real life fairy tale..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;As prince your kiss awakens me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;As dwarf you'd care as I wailed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;As knight you'd fight my pride courageously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;To the one I named my everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;As friend you'd accompany me ubiquitously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;As family you'd stood by me til I have wings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;As lover you'd love me endlessly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;To my first and truly dearest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm out of words to describe your perfection..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Oddly to you I fall my deepest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Never have I felt this much of passion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;To whom I can never live without..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Thank you for all the deeds you did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Thank you for all the temptations you've fought..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Thank you for fulfilling all my needs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;To he who'll always be in my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Know that these words I say are true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I dreamed of never being apart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I Love you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-4597574716974980322?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/4597574716974980322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=4597574716974980322&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/4597574716974980322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/4597574716974980322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-you-are-to-me-3.html' title='What you are to me &lt;3'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-4302949955283714560</id><published>2008-11-30T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T05:21:17.892-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funfunfun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>pre-examination party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Exam week is only 2days ahead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;On the night when I was suppose to be studying at home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out instead..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so me and my boyfriend can show off our new T-shirt, jeans, accessories, and of course our new shoes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/STJfFOzRgrI/AAAAAAAAANI/pobbxLFmmHI/s1600-h/DSCF2371a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/STJfFOzRgrI/AAAAAAAAANI/pobbxLFmmHI/s320/DSCF2371a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274382657081410226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/STJdwzYp6II/AAAAAAAAAMw/T-5srFzwX2E/s1600-h/DSCF2369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/STJdwzYp6II/AAAAAAAAAMw/T-5srFzwX2E/s320/DSCF2369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274381206612994178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/STJdwqWARMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/mzgM7p5e9A0/s1600-h/DSCF2357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/STJdwqWARMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/mzgM7p5e9A0/s320/DSCF2357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274381204185957570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/STJdxDLtcsI/AAAAAAAAANA/0I5_fHYva9c/s1600-h/DSCF2387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/STJdxDLtcsI/AAAAAAAAANA/0I5_fHYva9c/s320/DSCF2387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274381210853667522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-4302949955283714560?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/4302949955283714560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=4302949955283714560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/4302949955283714560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/4302949955283714560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/11/pre-examination-party.html' title='pre-examination party'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/STJfFOzRgrI/AAAAAAAAANI/pobbxLFmmHI/s72-c/DSCF2371a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-2444111357485014949</id><published>2008-11-28T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T05:39:00.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='678'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>an unexpected exchange of gifts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Once&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;upon a day, a girl was studying at a nearby library which was located at her campus. It's nearly her exam week, she spends most of her time there, studying.&lt;br /&gt;Today she thought, would be just like any other day. As she hopelessly studies, she start to feel the cold breeze of the air con running down her spine. She's exhausted and freezing.&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by, suddenly this guy came out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;He was wearing this black coat and he was carrying this mysterious shoebox.&lt;br /&gt;"Here.." he said while taking off his warm coat and handed it to the girl.&lt;br /&gt;"It's real.." he said while handing over the mysterious shoe box.&lt;br /&gt;As the guy fades away, she slowly put on his coat to warm her.&lt;br /&gt;Then she opened the box slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/STDan9kReqI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Sug4bnJoWks/s1600-h/28112008369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/STDan9kReqI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Sug4bnJoWks/s320/28112008369.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273955543727307426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And there it was..&lt;br /&gt;The unexpected blue rose was right there on her lap..&lt;br /&gt;Then her cellphone vibrated, there was a message..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you three times a day.. That's why I gave you 3 roses.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out it was from that guy..&lt;br /&gt;She called him right away to say thank you..&lt;br /&gt;"It's just a little something to cheer you up while you're studying.." he said.&lt;br /&gt;She blushed and smiled widely even though she knew he couldn't see her over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;At home, she marched up to her room and immediately water the roses and place it beside her bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/STAMwsn6AqI/AAAAAAAAAMA/wnoin-lU4Ow/s1600-h/DSCF2346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/STAMwsn6AqI/AAAAAAAAAMA/wnoin-lU4Ow/s320/DSCF2346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273729194402644642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Little does this guy know.&lt;br /&gt;A little surprise was also waiting for him somewhere in her cozy room.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly she also prepared a special gift for the guy.&lt;br /&gt;What an unexpected day.&lt;br /&gt;The common day, when there's no special occasion occurs turns out to be the perfect day for an unexpected exchange of gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/STAMwykq6rI/AAAAAAAAAMI/o5HrSOSwJ9c/s1600-h/DSCF2350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/STAMwykq6rI/AAAAAAAAAMI/o5HrSOSwJ9c/s320/DSCF2350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273729195999685298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Here.." she said.&lt;br /&gt;"I love you 100times more each day.. Thank you.."&lt;br /&gt;She sighs and give thanks to God..&lt;br /&gt;"Dear God, thank you for listening to my prayers.. I've been bragging long enough about wanting to have someone who completely understands me to be by my side all the time. Someone who cares for me. Someone who I can always run to whenever I'm down.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for sending me this incredible guy to be someone that I can always cherish."&lt;br /&gt;She smiles widely and deep down she knew, she believes..&lt;br /&gt;She has finally found the guy who can wipe all of her tears of sadness away and replace it with tears of laughter and happiness..&lt;br /&gt;The guy who is able to show her the light at the end of the tunnel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.7.8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-2444111357485014949?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/2444111357485014949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=2444111357485014949&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/2444111357485014949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/2444111357485014949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/11/unexpected-exchange-of-gifts.html' title='an unexpected exchange of gifts.'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/STDan9kReqI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Sug4bnJoWks/s72-c/28112008369.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-4828754295956389439</id><published>2008-11-25T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T02:57:45.426-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Dear mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;dear mom, i'm trapped in my own world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;there's nowhere to go, no where to run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;wish i could turn to you to hold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;yet your fierce heart burns me like the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;dear mom, i wish that you could see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;how your little girl is lost of hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;she's trying to be the best that she can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;yet you asked her to be cool and smoke some dope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;dear mom, i'm a girl with lots of dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i know i caused yours unfulfilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'm sorry to ruined your youth like it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;never knew being born was a burden i must carry as a guilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;dear mom, i wish i was born because of love.&lt;br /&gt;instead i was born as a matter of lack of responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;every night i'd pray to mighty God above.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was born because i was wanted in my own family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear mom, we're different as you can see.&lt;br /&gt;what you did does not assure it's what i'll do.&lt;br /&gt;the mistake you did, you made it a reason to blame everything on me.&lt;br /&gt;mom, i can be smart if you'd let me learn from my own mistakes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear mom, this is not me saying i hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;yet you need to perceive how i'm half woman with pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;happiness was everything i tried to give you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;somehow my attempts slowly killing me from inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;dear mom, i wish you taught me to be strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;instead i'm weak and unable to say NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'm not saying you've grown me wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i just wished you weren't too hard, now i'm too low.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;dear mom, i wish you could be my shoulder to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;the home you built calms not my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;you acted like you wanted know me, but you never try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;the thought of you can't accept my flaws tears me apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;dear mom, i'm not perfect and you can't claim me to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i wish i could show you truly who this girl really is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but i doubt your love would not grow less on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;so much i envy others who knew how mother's love is likely bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear mom, i know my face reminds you of the guy who broke your heart.&lt;br /&gt;but that doesn't mean that i'll do the same thing to you.&lt;br /&gt;though i'm angry at you at times, i'll still love you no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;even when you bring me down to my worst,still i'll always cherish you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;dear mom, i've tried so hard to make you believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;even with every inch of vice you may find out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'm sorry for your every demand i failed to achieve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i cant replace your life i took, i'm just what i'm all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear mom, i'm sorry that i'm still here and alive.&lt;br /&gt;my heart broke into pieces when you asked me to be suicidal.&lt;br /&gt;i did lost a lot of blood but it didn't end my life.&lt;br /&gt;it was painful mom, i tried my best but it was not easy at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;dear mom, forgive me for being so veiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'm petrified for you to know me better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i never meant to be so weak and so full of wail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;hoping you could see me happy to be myself someday later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;dear mom, i'm sorry for everything i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i wish you're someone who'd understand most of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i hope someday you'd appreciate the things i succeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;mom, i hope you'd love me for whoever i may be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;dear mom, i'm sorry for everything i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'm sorry for everything i couldn't be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i wish i could be more than just your blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;forgive me mom, i hope someday you could love me for me.&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/2289858613850418188-4828754295956389439?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/4828754295956389439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=4828754295956389439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/4828754295956389439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/4828754295956389439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/11/dear-mom.html' title='Dear mom'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-3375471708480405609</id><published>2008-11-21T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T02:59:34.002-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishing'/><title type='text'>wish / to do list of the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. start dancing again. SOON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2. graduate next year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;3. get good grades on theory of finance. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;4. marry an Italian chef 7 years ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5. open a dancing studio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;6. learn to say 'NO'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;7. learn to stand up for myself and my believes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;8. be a better person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;9. STOP being so vengeful and full of hate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;10. less criticizing and more analyzing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;11. start working out again. SOON!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;12. posses a body like jessica alba at honey  :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;13. start caring about the world politically, economically, globally, and whatsoever-ly. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;14. decrease my intensity of selfishness and not-caring for others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;15. start remembering everybody's birthdays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;16. decrease my foolishness of being too naive and too gullible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;17. think less negatively  and more positively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;18. stop bitching about people who bitches me from behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;19. stop obsessing about wanting to be perfect and more accepting who i really am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;20. stop wanting other people's possession which i may not have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;21. start trusting others but stop being too easy to trust people. ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;22. stop hating people who judge me carelessly w/out knowing me first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;23. last but not least, being in an everlasting and happy relationship that my family would also approve with my current boyfriend. :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-3375471708480405609?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/3375471708480405609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=3375471708480405609&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/3375471708480405609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/3375471708480405609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/11/wish-to-do-list-of-moment.html' title='wish / to do list of the moment'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-5377532972060367889</id><published>2008-11-11T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T05:09:00.935-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='678'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>wish i was her</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish i was pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish my hair stays in place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish i was never messy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish i had a flawless face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish i could sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish i was smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish i was good at everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish i was more beautiful outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish i had a perfect body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish i had a seducing laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish that  you would love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;just like you used to love her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i'd never wish to make you pout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;yet i wish you'd stay here forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;if it takes to be everything i'm not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish i could be just like her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the girl you used to cherish all your might&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;whom you can't forget until today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the one you longed to hold close and tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;who can sweep all your sorrows away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish that you would love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;more than you used to love her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish i was the one who can make you happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;more than her, i wish i could do better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i pray for you to love me endlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deep down i wish i was her&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/2289858613850418188-5377532972060367889?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/5377532972060367889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=5377532972060367889&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/5377532972060367889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/5377532972060367889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/11/wish-i-was-her.html' title='wish i was her'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-4610874251272839889</id><published>2008-11-05T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T02:57:45.426-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>Just a simple little piece of my mind..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;" If you leave someone you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; for someone you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, that someone you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; will probably leave you for someone they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Then, by the time you realize that, that '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;someone you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;', the one you left for '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;someone you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;' is the only one who can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;love you truly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, that '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;someone you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;' will probably already in a state of moving on and had left you for '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;someone who can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;appreciate them more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Agree or Disagree?&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/2289858613850418188-4610874251272839889?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/4610874251272839889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=4610874251272839889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/4610874251272839889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as people cheered, i glanced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;nothing ever felt so severely full of bliss&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the music now runs through my veins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;the light magically follows my every movement&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of breath yet I feel no pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;dancing is my air of excitement&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing all eyes are on me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what they might think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I can be who I want to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I own the stage, this is my thing&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bright smile tingles from my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;flirting through every step of the beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;jumping, shaking, seducing on the stage&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I rule the spotlight feet by feet&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the music was about to stop&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I danced throughout my last position&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;as laughter, cheers, and claps popped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;alas I bowed to their satisfaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-1867293402739701897?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9b40e80b72690b05&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/1867293402739701897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=1867293402739701897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-1569370134455827093</id><published>2008-10-28T11:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T07:01:09.052-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Growing Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as i walk alone this lonely street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;with nothing but naked feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;through paths that was enchanting once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now i cant even see what it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;once felt so fun from every side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;suddenly it all just died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i still can remember being young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;being doctors til punks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;learning from crawling to walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my first splashing til swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;where have gone all the good memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when all we do was all about parties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;eagerly to feel what the future held&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now all i do is trying to sleep well on my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;heavy burdens comes greater each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my teenage years about to fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i used to dream being mature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;playing dress up haute coutoure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now i stand alone with my two feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;walking independently through this street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i still can remember being young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;being doctors til punks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;learning from crawling to walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my first splashing til swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;where have gone all the good memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when all we do was all about parties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;eagerly to feel what the future held&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now all i do is trying to sleep well on by bed&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/2289858613850418188-1569370134455827093?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/1569370134455827093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=1569370134455827093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/1569370134455827093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/1569370134455827093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/10/growing-up_25.html' title='Growing Up'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-6791767281330532099</id><published>2008-10-28T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T04:46:13.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life lessons'/><title type='text'>In My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you cannot make someone love you.&lt;br /&gt;All you can do is be someone who can be loved.&lt;br /&gt;The rest is up to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;that no matter how much I care,&lt;br /&gt;some people just don't care back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;that it takes years to build up trust,&lt;br /&gt;and only seconds to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;that it's not what you have in your life&lt;br /&gt;but who you have in your life that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you can get by on charm for about&lt;br /&gt;fifteen minutes.&lt;br /&gt;After that, you'd better know something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you shouldn't compare&lt;br /&gt;yourself to the best others can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you can do something in an instant&lt;br /&gt;that will give you heartache for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;that it's taking me a long time&lt;br /&gt;to become the person I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you should always leave loved ones&lt;br /&gt;with loving words. It may be the last&lt;br /&gt;time you see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you can keep going&lt;br /&gt;long after you can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that we are responsible for what we do,&lt;br /&gt;no matter how we feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that either you control your attitude&lt;br /&gt;or it controls you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that regardless of how hot and steamy&lt;br /&gt;a relationship is at first, the passion fades&lt;br /&gt;and there had better be something else to take&lt;br /&gt;its place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that heroes are the people&lt;br /&gt;who do what has to be done&lt;br /&gt;when it needs to be done,&lt;br /&gt;regardless of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that money is a lousy way of keeping score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that my best friend and I can do anything&lt;br /&gt;or nothing and have the best time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that sometimes the people you expect&lt;br /&gt;to kick you when you're down&lt;br /&gt;will be the ones to help you get back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that sometimes when I'm angry&lt;br /&gt;I have the right to be angry,&lt;br /&gt;but that doesn't give me&lt;br /&gt;the right to be cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that true friendship continues to grow,&lt;br /&gt;even over the longest distance.&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that just because someone doesn't love&lt;br /&gt;you the way you want them to doesn't&lt;br /&gt;mean they don't love you with all they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that maturity has more to do with&lt;br /&gt;what types of experiences you've had&lt;br /&gt;and what you've learned from them&lt;br /&gt;and less to do with how many&lt;br /&gt;birthdays you've celebrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you should never tell a child&lt;br /&gt;their dreams are unlikely or outlandish.&lt;br /&gt;Few things are more humiliating, and what&lt;br /&gt;a tragedy it would be if they believed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that your family won't always be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;It may seem funny, but people you aren't&lt;br /&gt;related to can take care of you and love you&lt;br /&gt;and teach you to trust people again. Families&lt;br /&gt;aren't biological.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that no matter how good a friend is,&lt;br /&gt;they're going to hurt you every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;and you must forgive them for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that it isn't always enough to be forgiven by&lt;br /&gt;others. Sometimes you are to learn to forgive&lt;br /&gt;yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that no matter how bad your heart is broken&lt;br /&gt;the world doesn't stop for your grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that our background and circumstances&lt;br /&gt;may have influenced who we are,&lt;br /&gt;but we are responsible for who we&lt;br /&gt;become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that just because two people argue,&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't mean they don't love each other&lt;br /&gt;And just because they don't argue,&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't mean they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that we don't have to change friends&lt;br /&gt;if we understand that friends change.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned-&lt;br /&gt;that you shouldn't be so eager to find out a&lt;br /&gt;secret. It could change your life forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that two people can look at the exact same thing&lt;br /&gt;and see something totally different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that no matter how you try to protect your&lt;br /&gt;children, they will eventually get hurt and&lt;br /&gt;you will hurt in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that your life can be changed in a matter of&lt;br /&gt;hours by people who don't even know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that even when you think you have no more&lt;br /&gt;to give, when a friend cries out to you,&lt;br /&gt;you will find the strength to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that credentials on the wall&lt;br /&gt;do not make you a decent human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that the people you care about most in life&lt;br /&gt;are taken from you too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that it's hard to determine where to draw&lt;br /&gt;the line between being nice and not hurting&lt;br /&gt;people's feelings and standing up&lt;br /&gt;for what you believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For in my life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learned-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that no matter how hard I tried to be perfect&lt;br /&gt;just because people asked me to be&lt;br /&gt;in the end it's my choice that counts&lt;br /&gt;because it's my life and I'm the one who's living it&lt;br /&gt;and that only God may judge me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-6791767281330532099?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/6791767281330532099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=6791767281330532099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/6791767281330532099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/6791767281330532099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-learned-that-you-cannot-make.html' title='In My Life'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-3491719829386446230</id><published>2008-10-26T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T05:09:00.935-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit happens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>My Immortal</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;I'm so tired of being here&lt;br /&gt;Suppressed by all my childish fears&lt;br /&gt;And if you have to leave&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you would just leave&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your presence still lingers here&lt;br /&gt;And it won't leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These wounds won't seem to heal&lt;br /&gt;This pain is just too real&lt;br /&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS:]&lt;br /&gt;When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;br /&gt;When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears&lt;br /&gt;I held your hand through all of these years&lt;br /&gt;But you still have all of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to captivate me&lt;br /&gt;By your resonating light&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm bound by the life you left behind&lt;br /&gt;Your face it haunts&lt;br /&gt;My once pleasant dreams&lt;br /&gt;Your voice it chased away&lt;br /&gt;All the sanity in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These wounds won't seem to heal&lt;br /&gt;This pain is just too real&lt;br /&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;But though you're still with me&lt;br /&gt;I've been alone all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;This song by evanescence really melts me. I almost cry every time I listen to this song.&lt;br /&gt;As you go through it, you'll notice that this song is about an unrecoverable wound from the past.&lt;br /&gt;Whereby this pain was caused by our own loved ones, and there's a part where this song tells about that no matter how much you've tried sooo hard to make them love you back, your actions doesn't guarantee enough to get appreciation of all of your efforts.&lt;br /&gt;The reason that this song really touches me, is that because i know the exact excruciating feeling of being unappreciated by my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;I've spent most of my lifetime trying to impress others, especially people who i really love and i really care about.&lt;br /&gt;Especially my mom.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, everything I do it never seemed enough. I'm not the type of girl who would ask for any rewards after every achievement I get.&lt;br /&gt;Not even when I was 1st in class.&lt;br /&gt;Not even for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Not even when I was first in school.&lt;br /&gt;Not even when I received all of the medals, trophies, awards for dancing, cheerleading, english, math, computing, and others that I've received.&lt;br /&gt;I would always spare her my salary from dancing, video clips and photo shoot.&lt;br /&gt;Still, I don't feel like I'm appreciated enough.&lt;br /&gt;I seldom received a hug, a kiss, a thank you, or even an 'I love you'.&lt;br /&gt;There were times were instead I received a lot of 'F you!'.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so hard to be a good girl, I've tried so hard to be pretty, I've tried so hard to be the best at everything.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I am trying so hard to be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Not just for her, but for everybody I love.&lt;br /&gt;Yet still, somehow I still feel neglected once in a while. I still feel unappreciated.&lt;br /&gt;I've been hurt, back stabbed, humiliated, yelled, thrown stuff at,used, manipulated, fooled, dumped, cheated, lied, harassed, bullied, pressured,  countless times.&lt;br /&gt;They've become my grudge and it's killing me each day.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when it comes from people who I trust, I love and I care about.&lt;br /&gt;This is how I can prove that perfection doesn't guarantee happiness.&lt;br /&gt;What is the purpose of being perfect when there's no one there to appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;No one is even supporting me to be perfect, but it's true that they can't stop pressuring me about becoming one, and I just can't help it some times.&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything to make everybody happy, but sometimes I'm just not appreciated enough.&lt;br /&gt;I would still get yelled, get used, fooled, pushed sooo many times.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because I can't ever say 'NO' to people.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I'm the one who's trying to entertain them, but sometimes I'm the one who get treated as if I'm just a piece of dirt and they treat everybody else better than me.&lt;br /&gt;I know I deserve a little break after all of my efforts.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of them pushing me to give them what they want, and it's not like anybody had ever supported me to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, I realize that I would never be able to make any difference from my life if I keep on asking the question 'WHY'.&lt;br /&gt;Why cant people appreciate me?&lt;br /&gt;Why cant people notice me?&lt;br /&gt;Why cant people trust me?&lt;br /&gt;Why cant I get better treatment from people?&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I choose to develop myself not to please everybody else.&lt;br /&gt;I choose to develop myself, because I WANT to be better.&lt;br /&gt;and because I WANT to be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;and because I DESERVE to be better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-3491719829386446230?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/3491719829386446230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=3491719829386446230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/3491719829386446230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/3491719829386446230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-immortal.html' title='My Immortal'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-7591581533471557295</id><published>2008-10-22T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T02:15:45.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was TAGGED but I've no one to tag back.. :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tagged!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Part One.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amanda:&lt;br /&gt;The one who tagged me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;1. What is the relationship of you and her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- my studying partner as an OBUAF student here at NIC. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;2. Your five impressions towards her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- Dependable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- Very very intelligent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- Have a very loud voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- Extra-ordinary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- Either too lazy or too hard working sometimes.. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;3. The most memorable thing she had done for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;... when i told her my deepest secret at library bcos i've no one else to run to :)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;4. The most memorable thing she had said to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;when everytime she's excited to go to class, she'll always say 'HULLA'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;5. If she become your lover, you will...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;.... I will jump from the window, since i'm straight x) ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;6. If she become your enemy, you will...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;hmmm.. i think that's impossible. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;7. If she become your lover, she has to improve on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;.... as i mentioned above, i'm sure i'm straigt soo, i'm not capable to answer this question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;8. If she become your enemy, the reason is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;hmmmm.. maybe one day if she suddenly become my grandfather's 7th wive.. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;9. The most desirable thing to do on her is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;'Amandaaa.. teach meeeeeee... hiihihih'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;10. The overall impression of her is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;....... ' oooh it's 11 o'clock, lets take of from chin sf's class!! take ur bags n ruuun!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;11. How do you think the people around you will feel about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;...  plain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;12. The character of you for yourself is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Unpredictable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;13. On contrary, the character you hate of yourself is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm selfish sometimes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;14. The most ideal person that you wanna be is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;NO ONE.. i dont want to live being someone else's shadow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Part Two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;1. Each player of this game starts off with 15 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;2. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 15 weird things/habits/little known facts as well as state the rules clearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;3. At the end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;4. No tags back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- - - - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;1. I like not to wear pants at home or in my room &amp;amp; that bad habit of mine usually causes me to blush because sometimes I get caught by strangers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;2. Sometimes I stupidly change clothes whilst forgetting I'm in a public bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;3. I tend to be very stupid or cry a lot when I drink too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;4. I eat because I'm sad and I'm sad because I eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;5. I love to snuggle on my current boyfriend's armpit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;6. Within 5minutes I can seemed either very sad the first 2minutes and very happy for the rest 3 minutes and then act like nothing just happened afterward, and it might go the other way around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;7. Sometimes I can be very angry at myself for feeling my current emotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;8. I'm so selfish and careless at times til I won't even bother who got elected for president, who is powerful at the moment, whats happening with the world or people around me, and other things that I don't care or I won't even bother to care. Sometimes I don't even recognize that something is wrong with me until someone forces me to listen to them telling me that something is wrong with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9. When I have a dream or a strong feeling about something or someone that I do really care about, it always comes true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Most parts of my body are not balanced. I have thin wrists yet fat arms. I have thin legs yet fat thighs. My upper tummy is thin yet my lower tummy is wide, and my right cheek is chubbier than the left. Sometimes I might look so fat while I only weigh 43kg and while others who share the same weight looks so skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Sometimes I punish myself for having mean thoughts about others while the other hand I enjoy being vengeful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;12. Sometimes I'm able to look very sad when I'm very happy and very happy when I'm very sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;13. When suddenly my faces changes to a mean face, that means at that particular time I'm either thinking about my previous bad memories or thinking about killing someone that I hate the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;14. How I can tell whether a guy is a potential bf for me or not is by his ability of making my cheeks blush or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;15. I can suddenly dance around foolishly, sing stupidly, or cry out ecstaticly when I've nothing left to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-7591581533471557295?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/7591581533471557295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=7591581533471557295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/7591581533471557295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/7591581533471557295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-was-tagged-but-ive-no-one-to-tag-back.html' title='I was TAGGED but I&apos;ve no one to tag back.. :('/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-4002140804966876789</id><published>2008-09-28T09:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T04:46:13.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life lessons'/><title type='text'>Take a deep breath and say it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I Love You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;I have a boyfriend who grew up with me. His name is Jin. I always thought of him as a friend until last year, when we went to a trip from a club. I found that I fell in love with him. Before that trip was over, I took a step and confessed my love for him. And soon, we became a pair of lovers, but we loved each other in different ways. I always concentrated on him only, but by his side, there were so many other girls. To me, he was the only one, but to him, maybe I was just another girl…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Jin, do you want to go watch a movie?” I asked.&lt;br /&gt;“I can’t”&lt;br /&gt;“Why? You need to study at home?” I felt disappointment grabbing me.&lt;br /&gt;“No… I am going to meet a friend…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was always like that. He met girls in front of me, like it was nothing. To him, I was just a girlfriend. The word ‘love’ only came out from my mouth. Since I knew him, I had never heard him say ‘I love you’ before. To us, there weren’t any anniversaries at all. He didn’t say anything from the first day and it continued till 100 days…200days… Everyday, before we say goodbye, he would just hand me a doll, everyday, without fail. I don’t know why…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Um, Jin, I …&lt;br /&gt;Jin: What…don’t drag, just say..&lt;br /&gt;Me: I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Jin: ……you….um, just take this doll and go home.&lt;br /&gt;That was how he ignored my ‘three words’ and handed me the doll. Then he disappeared, like he was running away. The dolls I received from him everyday filled my room, one by one. There were many…&lt;br /&gt;Then one day came, my 15th year old birthday. When I got up in the morning, I pictured a party with him, and stranded myself in my room, waiting for his call. But… lunch passed, dinner passed… and soon the sky was dark… he still didn’t call. It was already tiring to look at the phone anymore. Then around 2am in the morning, he suddenly called me and woke me from my sleep. He told me to come out of the house. Still, I felt joy and I ran out happily.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Jin…&lt;br /&gt;Jin: Here…take this…&lt;br /&gt;Again, he handed me a little doll.&lt;br /&gt;Me: What’s this?&lt;br /&gt;Jin: I didn’t give it to you yesterday, so I am giving it to you now. I’m going home now, bye.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wait, wait! Do you know what today is?&lt;br /&gt;Jin: Today? Huh?&lt;br /&gt;I felt so sad, I thought he would remember my birthday. He turned around and walked away like nothing had happen.Then I shouted… “Wait…”&lt;br /&gt;Jin: You have something to say?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Tell me, tell me you love me…&lt;br /&gt;Jin: What?!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Tell me&lt;br /&gt;I put my pathetic self behind and clung on to him. But he just said simple cold words and left.&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t want to say…that I love someone so easily, if you are desperate to hear it, then find someone else.”&lt;br /&gt;That was what he said. Then he ran off. My legs felt numb… and I collapsed to the ground. He didn’t want to say it easily… How could he…. I felt that… Maybe he is not the right guy for me…&lt;br /&gt;After that day, I stranded myself at home crying, just crying. He didn’t call me, although I was waiting. He just continued handing me a little doll every morning outside my house. That’s how those dolls piled up in my room… everyday&lt;br /&gt;After a month, I got myself together and went to school. But what made the pain resurface was that… I saw him on a street… with another girl… He had a smile on his face, one that he never showed me…as he touched the doll… I ran straight back home and looked at the dolls in my room, and tears fell… Why did he gave these to me… Those dolls are probably picked out by some other girls…In a fit of anger, I threw the dolls around. Then suddenly, the phone rang. It was him. He told me to come out to the bus stop outside my house. I tried to calm myself down and walked to the bus stop. I kept reminding myself that I am going to forget him, that… it’s going to end. Then he came into my sight, holding a big doll.&lt;br /&gt;Jin: Jo, I thought you were pissed, you really came?&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t help hating him, acting like nothing had happen and joking around. Soon, he held out the doll as usual…&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don’t need it. Jin: What….why…&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed the doll from his hands and threw it on the road.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don’t need this doll, I don’t need it anymore!! I don’t want to see a person like you again!&lt;br /&gt;I spitted out all the words that were inside me. But unlike other days, his eyes very shaking.&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry” He apologized in a tiny voice. He then walked over to the road to pick up the doll…&lt;br /&gt;Me: You stupid! Why are you picking up the doll?! Just throw it away!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he ignored me and just went to pick the doll. Then…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honk~ Honk~&lt;br /&gt;With a loud honk, a big truck was heading towards him.&lt;br /&gt;“Jin! Move! Move away!” I shouted… But he didn’t hear me, he squatted down and picked up the doll.&lt;br /&gt;“Jin, move!” HONK~!! “Boom!” That sound, so terrifying.&lt;br /&gt;That’s how he went away from me. That’s how he went away without even opening his eyes to say one word to me.&lt;br /&gt;After that day, I had to go through everyday with guiltiness and the sadness of losing him… And after spending two months like a crazy person… I took out the dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the only gifts he left me since the day we started going out. I remembered the days I spent with him and started to count the days… when we were in love…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“One…two… three…” That was how… I started to count the dolls…&lt;br /&gt;“Four hundred and eighty four… four hundred and eighty five…” It all ended with 485 dolls.&lt;br /&gt;I then started to cry again, with a doll in my arms. I hugged it tightly, then suddenly…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I love you~, I love you~” I dropped the dolls,shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I….lo..ve…you??” I picked up the dolls and pressed its stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I love you~ I love you~” It can’t be! I pressed all the dolls’ stomach as it piled on the side.&lt;br /&gt;“I love you~”&lt;br /&gt;“I love you~”&lt;br /&gt;“I love you~”&lt;br /&gt;Those words came out non-stop. I…love you… Why didn’t I realize that….That his heart was always by my side, protecting me. Why didn’t I realize that he love me this much… I took out the doll under the bed and pressed it’s stomach, that was the last doll, the one that fell on the road. It had his blood stain on it. The voice came out, the on that I was missing so much…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Jo…Do you know what today is? We’ve been loving each other for 486 days. Do you know what 486 is? I couldn’t say I love you…. Um… since I was too shy… If you forgive me and take this doll, I will say that I love you… everyday… till I die… Jo… I love you…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tears came flowing out of me. Why? Why? I asked god, why do I only know about all this now? He can’t be by my side, but he loved me until his last minute…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that… and for that reason… to me… it became courage… to live a beautiful life….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-4002140804966876789?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/4002140804966876789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=4002140804966876789&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/4002140804966876789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/4002140804966876789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/09/take-deep-breath-and-say-it.html' title='Take a deep breath and say it'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-75118084533771837</id><published>2008-09-28T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T05:03:40.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lust'/><title type='text'>CHOCOLATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SN-tugXv4CI/AAAAAAAAAIc/krhw6Tk-Rhc/s1600-h/Chocolate+heaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SN-tugXv4CI/AAAAAAAAAIc/krhw6Tk-Rhc/s320/Chocolate+heaven.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251106705012416546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SN-turCm-KI/AAAAAAAAAIU/nmJkn35V0hE/s1600-h/Choco+paradise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SN-turCm-KI/AAAAAAAAAIU/nmJkn35V0hE/s320/Choco+paradise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251106707876542626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have this massive chocolate addiction. Even until this day, there are times when I can still get a headache if I hadn't eaten any chocolate in a day.&lt;br /&gt;In this post, I would like to share my knowledge of chocolate, pictures of my chocolate collection and reviews about chocolate. So what is your favorite chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;I love all kinds of chocolate. :):)&lt;br /&gt;I know that eating chocolate may increase the risks of getting zits and fat, but sadly I don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;While others say that diamonds are a girl's best friend, I say that CHOCOLATE is!!&lt;br /&gt;Caused by my addiction of chocolate, my closest friends always say, " if Gian refuses a free chocolate, that means there's something really really bad just happened to her.".&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it, it's who I am, chocolate is an important part of my life that I can't live without. Everybody can say whatever they want, the truth is chocolate is proven to be one of a successful stress-reliever, and it helps build muscle quickly for those who loves to work out.&lt;br /&gt;So why bother stressing out not eating this blissful self-indulgence remedy while there's so much to love about it?&lt;br /&gt;Here's some chocolate reviews for you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chocolatereview.co.uk/retrieve_new.asp?disp=vot&amp;amp;tens=&amp;amp;sear=&amp;amp;set=AZ&amp;amp;type=1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chocolatereview.co.uk/retrieve_new.asp?disp=vot&amp;amp;tens=&amp;amp;sear=&amp;amp;set=AZ&amp;amp;type=1"&gt;CHOCOLATE REVIEWS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-75118084533771837?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/75118084533771837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=75118084533771837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/75118084533771837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/75118084533771837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/09/chocolate.html' title='CHOCOLATE'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SN-tugXv4CI/AAAAAAAAAIc/krhw6Tk-Rhc/s72-c/Chocolate+heaven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-5885594723755160667</id><published>2008-09-12T22:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T05:21:17.894-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funfunfun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>My Happy Tipsy Splashy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy today even though right now my hair smells like eggs and indomie. Today is my birthday and I'm so so happy. I'm slightly a bit disappointed because this is my LAST year as a TEENAGER. I've only got 1 year left and then I'm gonna turn 20. Thank God my face is deceitful so people will tend to believe me when I say I'm only 15. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;The surprise I got was UNPREDICTABLE. I swear to God I didn't know that I was gonna get smothered with eggs, indomie, soy sauce, cigarette ashes etc last night.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMtbBxyw4WI/AAAAAAAAAGs/m7GGd6tiNSQ/s1600-h/DSCF1893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMtbBxyw4WI/AAAAAAAAAGs/m7GGd6tiNSQ/s320/DSCF1893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245386277107327330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was playing tarot cards this morning, and it did say that I'm going to be happy and there'll be a surprise, but I didn't know that this is the kind of surprise that I'll get, and to add up, I've been drinking wine before so I got punked whilst I was slightly a bit tipsy. hehehe. But I'm so happy and I'm so thankful for all the efforts that my friends and boyfriend had made to give me this surprise. I was so wrong to thought negatively that I'm going to cry again on my birthday this year. my last 3years in a row bday hasn't been pleasant, well so I guess it all balanced off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was playing tarot with my bf in my room before, when suddenly he asked me to go downstairs with him. I WAS COMPLETELY SHOCKED! at that moment I knew that something bad was going to happen. Of course I told him that I didn't want to go, but then he carried me on his back, leaving me no choice but to do as he said. So that's when all the messy-ness started. I was running here and there and almost fell a couple of times cause the truth is, my sight was already BLURRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMtbBeZjG9I/AAAAAAAAAGk/z8Q6wFMRWnk/s1600-h/DSCF1897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMtbBeZjG9I/AAAAAAAAAGk/z8Q6wFMRWnk/s320/DSCF1897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245386271901293522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I've had known that I would get punked tonight, I wouldn't have bought the wine from the first place and I wasn't a bit curious when my bf told me to drink up, I thought he only wanted me to loosen up a little bit on my bday, turns out there's a shrimp behind the stone.  hehehe. I couldn't see who was throwing what and they even said that I accidentally  bump in to a stranger in the elevator. OH GOSH, I'm such a clown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all of my friends were having too much fun, suddenly I noticed that my bf went missing, but since I was too busy running here and there to chase my friends, I didnt care much about him. Every year on my bday, I would never asked for cadeux, presents and everything else, all I asked each year is just for my and my beloved happiness, though lately I've been craving and having this massive desire to buy a bean bag for my new room! But I didn't ask for anyone to buy it for me because I was planning to save some of my own money to buy it because it was kind of expensive.&lt;br /&gt;After all the running and party-ing was done, I went upstairs to take a bath, I was sooo stinky and messy. I asked my bf to get my clothes from my room cause I didn't want to enter my room, I didn't want my room to get stinky. As I got back from the bathroom to go to my room, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THERE IT WAS!! the blue beanbag that I've been craving for!! IT WAS RIGHT THERE IN MY ROOM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMtbAjvV2UI/AAAAAAAAAGM/BOKuuEevi3o/s1600-h/DSCF1907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMtbAjvV2UI/AAAAAAAAAGM/BOKuuEevi3o/s320/DSCF1907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245386256155007298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Turns out, the whole time my bf went missing, he was running to get the beanbag from his room and put it in my room! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE BOUGHT THE EXACT BEANBAG THAT I WANTED AS MY BIRTHDAY GIFT!!&lt;/span&gt; I was ecstatic, not to mention speechless, excited, happy, all at that very moment at the same time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has to be the best birthday ever! I'm sooo lucky to have such loving family, friends and boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget this moment and I don't ever want to!&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm putting this story in my blog, as my memoir of this day and to share my festiveness to my blog reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMtbBIWCExI/AAAAAAAAAGc/y09gle2oTIg/s1600-h/DSCF1902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMtbBIWCExI/AAAAAAAAAGc/y09gle2oTIg/s320/DSCF1902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245386265980965650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMtbA54NTuI/AAAAAAAAAGU/S1DSqB4B2Vc/s1600-h/DSCF1906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMtbA54NTuI/AAAAAAAAAGU/S1DSqB4B2Vc/s320/DSCF1906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245386262097776354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Last but not least, I really really want to say thank you for my family, friends and boyfriend for the birthday wishes, the pleasant surprise and for this loving memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;THANK YOU!! :D:D&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/2289858613850418188-5885594723755160667?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/5885594723755160667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=5885594723755160667&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/5885594723755160667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/5885594723755160667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-happy-tipsy-splashy-birthday.html' title='My Happy Tipsy Splashy Birthday'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMtbBxyw4WI/AAAAAAAAAGs/m7GGd6tiNSQ/s72-c/DSCF1893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-6058009036666096795</id><published>2008-09-11T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T02:58:04.161-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Thou Shalt Not Judge Book By Cover</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I tried to plugged my ears, I tried not to listen.&lt;br /&gt;Then these eyes saw what i shouldn't have seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;My mouth now freezes as my heart aches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;My desire of inquisitiveness urges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Yet this yearning leads me to my doom.&lt;br /&gt;Now I've re-exiled my heart in an infernal room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've opened my heart to you&lt;br /&gt;Take it if you will, just don't make it blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Regardlessly knowing the past is true.&lt;br /&gt;I love you without knowing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;My scar reminds me of what is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Yet now a secret of you revealed&lt;br /&gt;Old wounds pierced my memories of past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Scared though I've learned love while it last&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to worry, I vowed not to fade away&lt;br /&gt;I know you're past still I love you more each day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I've opened my heart to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Take it if you will, just don't make it blue.&lt;br /&gt;Regardlessly knowing the past is true.&lt;br /&gt;I love you without knowing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Hold my hands and take me away&lt;br /&gt;Be my savior, heal my past&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the present day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Give me something that will last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've opened my heart to only you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Take it if you will, just don't make it blue.&lt;br /&gt;Regardlessly knowing the past is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I love you without knowing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;As time goes by and things are new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm starting to learn the present you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Despite of learning memoirs of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Now I love you for truly you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;You see, I've never judge people from the outside and from their past nor background. Yet somehow people tend to judge me from what they've heard or seen of me. yes, this poem is dedicated to my bf but I do hope that it might be a tool to help people to realize that not everybody judge from the outside &amp;amp; I hope that by posting this blog I can make a small change and make people realize that what they see i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;s not always what they get.&lt;br /&gt;In my life, my closest and dearest expected me to be perfect all the time, this explains my previous poem with the title&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-not-perfect-and-i-dont-claim-to-be.html"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"I'm Not Perfect &amp;amp; I Don't Claim To Be"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-not-perfect-and-i-dont-claim-to-be.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The day that I wrote the poem is the day when I'm on my limit of insanity and despair. I'm tired of living just to please everybody I love.&lt;br /&gt;I hate being veiled all the time, I need some air by taking off my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mask. I have to be a perfect girl,daughter, sister, friend, lover, student all at the same time and I know it's best for me but I really need a break once in a while. Believe or not even when I'm wearing my mask as a 'perfect' or a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; 'goody2' girl people still talk bad stuff or bad assumption behind my back, even sometimes those speculations can come from people who don't even know me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a pity living a life in a world which demands you to be perfect 24/7. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I don't smoke though I've tried, I never cheated in a relationship though I'm vengeful, I 'm not open minded about free sex, I'm not on drugs though I'm open-minded bout it, I always give what my parents want from me and I take my education life seriously, yet somehow I still can get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;bad judgment and eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;n my mom still doesn't trust me.&lt;/span&gt; Whatever should I do to gain trust and understanding? To be honest, it does hurt me sometimes to be judge by people looking photos of me drinking or in a club or by looking at how I dress up. To tell you the truth, yes I drink on special occasions, but I ALWAYS go to the club either with my family, or with my trusted boyfriend only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and I don't drink in front of people that I don't trust especially dogs (by that I mean jerks, perverts, and assholes).  &lt;strong&gt;Just because I like to loosen up occassionaly or dress up the way I like doesn't mean that I'm a bad girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMlLw14z-4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/VgaOnbL0GC4/s1600-h/DSCF1527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244806543520824194" style="WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMlLw14z-4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/VgaOnbL0GC4/s400/DSCF1527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMlKULJFW_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/inp0yZ3gKmA/s1600-h/DSCF1394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244804951498382322" style="WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMlKULJFW_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/inp0yZ3gKmA/s400/DSCF1394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMlKUqDxbNI/AAAAAAAAAEc/MoFNM49sPyE/s1600-h/DSCF1588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244804959797603538" style="WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMlKUqDxbNI/AAAAAAAAAEc/MoFNM49sPyE/s400/DSCF1588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMlKVm0W5JI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2lUeVmcdxDI/s1600-h/CIMG2995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244804976107512978" style="WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMlKVm0W5JI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2lUeVmcdxDI/s400/CIMG2995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMlKVAsN1zI/AAAAAAAAAEk/SFNj9X_e0QY/s1600-h/DSCF1301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244804965872817970" style="WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 347px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMlKVAsN1zI/AAAAAAAAAEk/SFNj9X_e0QY/s400/DSCF1301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMlKWOYfpcI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ota5un-ZYDY/s1600-h/DSCF0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244804986728064450" style="WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMlKWOYfpcI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ota5un-ZYDY/s400/DSCF0202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;By looking at these photos of me, whatever do you think of me NOW? How can a reasonable person judge another person by looking at their photos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you dare to judge me only through one perspective? Pictures can't describe a person's personality, so how is it possible that people can judge others through it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Back in the old days people can even call me a slut when I don't respond their phone calls or messages and the thing is, they're 100% unknown strangers!! It's not that I'm a snob or cold-hearted girl, but I'm just not an EASY girl, and if I was a slut, wouldn't I be responding those strangers rather than running away? Can people at least make a little effort to know me better so they can judge me for who I really am inside and out?&lt;br /&gt;What I mean by veiled is not that I'm fake, I'm still who I really am, the girl you see everyday but there's just too many things about me that not everybody must know, and the mask that I wear is not to cover the real girl inside, but I'm using my mask as a shield to prevent me from the damages this world might cause to my mind, body, and soul.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe when the time and the price is right, I know I'll reveal the rest of me someday.&lt;br /&gt;SOON, perhaps. :)&lt;br /&gt;Just stay tuned to my blog, you'll never know. I'm already starting to give you readers the pieces of me slowly anyway. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-6058009036666096795?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/6058009036666096795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=6058009036666096795&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/6058009036666096795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/6058009036666096795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/09/thou-shalt-not-judge-book-by-cover.html' title='Thou Shalt Not Judge Book By Cover'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMlLw14z-4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/VgaOnbL0GC4/s72-c/DSCF1527.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-3352406909438030341</id><published>2008-08-24T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T05:39:00.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='678'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>I've found happiness at last</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SLkYCsjnZQI/AAAAAAAAADM/Cnb2KO6iq5k/s1600-h/n743355470_3856939_6531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SLkYCsjnZQI/AAAAAAAAADM/Cnb2KO6iq5k/s320/n743355470_3856939_6531.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240246076021630210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Most of my blog posts describes my sadness, but this time I'm going to write about how happy I am at the moment. :)&lt;br /&gt;I've been having problems moving on from my former 3years boyfriend. It's not that I'm not happy with him it's just that we weren't exactly meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;I've went through a lot for the past 3 years and we've suffered quite a lot. Alas, I'm so proud of myself for finally being able to gather all of my courage to end it once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite traumatized from my previous relationship, I was so petrified, I was desolated by my needless thoughts of being paranoid of getting hurt again.&lt;br /&gt;Then I realize that I wouldn't know anything until I tried.&lt;br /&gt;So now I've finally moved on and I've found someone new. I was dead scared t first, I was paranoid that this relationship was indeed another game that guys love to play at naive girls.&lt;br /&gt;We went through a lot when we started going out. There were trust issues and problems from my family.&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is, we started just as friends. I even told him stories about my ex and as we started getting to know each other well, feelings started to bloom.&lt;br /&gt;He was the missing pieces that I needed, he could take good care of me and that's exactly what I needed the most at my lonely times being far away from home.&lt;br /&gt;He and I lived an entirely different world. He's so spontaneous and here I am a perfectionists. We're two very different people, nevertheless I guess opposites do attracts. Despite of our differences, we do have a few things in common. He creates music while I performs with music. We both love the idea that we can talk to each other about almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am yearning and craving for someone that I can really talk to. We could just hang out, listening to our ipods and talk about everything until 7am in the morning and still having fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;So I guess as our differences completes each other, our likeliness bonds us.&lt;br /&gt;I've never been so happy in a relationship before, I hope that we'll stay this way for a long time and I hope that this bliss will not end soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;Even though that I know my past still haunts me sometimes, but I shouldn't let it prevent me from achieving my happiness. I'll let it be my lesson to learn and to be cautious and not to trust people to easily again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For my past didn't kill me and so it shall be my lesson to be stronger and the wounds caused by it shall be my reminder of that the previous memories are real."&lt;br /&gt;another quote originally created by me. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-3352406909438030341?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/3352406909438030341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=3352406909438030341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/3352406909438030341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/3352406909438030341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/08/ive-found-happiness-at-last.html' title='I&apos;ve found happiness at last'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SLkYCsjnZQI/AAAAAAAAADM/Cnb2KO6iq5k/s72-c/n743355470_3856939_6531.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-7455511934616451460</id><published>2008-08-24T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T05:09:00.935-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>I'm not perfect and I dont claim to be</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SLFN3JsKzqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wUN-1HqRmEQ/s1600-h/n1154509710_60063_6262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238053451497918114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SLFN3JsKzqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wUN-1HqRmEQ/s320/n1154509710_60063_6262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;I've tried my best but it never seemed enough.&lt;br /&gt;Dare not to judge if you don't know whats tough.&lt;br /&gt;I'm desolated by my needless childish thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;I've won the war yet more battles must be fought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so hard to make them see.&lt;br /&gt;That this is all that I can be.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so hard to make them see.&lt;br /&gt;Yet they wanted more from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much I desire my long-lost wound less nights.&lt;br /&gt;Cadaverously I'm regaining my soul with all I might.&lt;br /&gt;My appearance of festiveness are all illusions and lies.&lt;br /&gt;You might recall if may perceive these hollowed-eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so hard to make them see.&lt;br /&gt;That this is all that I can be.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so hard to make them see.&lt;br /&gt;Yet they wanted more from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to run, I've tried to hide.&lt;br /&gt;What they don't know is that I'm veiled.&lt;br /&gt;My heads up high yet I've no pride.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ashamed of how I've wailed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so hard to make them see.&lt;br /&gt;That this is all that I can be.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so hard to make them see.&lt;br /&gt;Yet they wanted more from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too long I've kept this ached heart sealed.&lt;br /&gt;Someday with modesty shall it be revealed.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I must show them of what is real.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping someone might help me heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet somehow they still can't see&lt;br /&gt;That this is all that I can be.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so hard to make them see.&lt;br /&gt;Yet they still wanted more from me.&lt;br /&gt;I've pierced my heart to let them see.&lt;br /&gt;That I'm not perfect and I don't claim to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.07.2008&lt;br /&gt;originally created by :&lt;br /&gt;Gianayu Pertiwi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-7455511934616451460?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/7455511934616451460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=7455511934616451460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/7455511934616451460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/7455511934616451460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-not-perfect-and-i-dont-claim-to-be.html' title='I&apos;m not perfect and I dont claim to be'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SLFN3JsKzqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wUN-1HqRmEQ/s72-c/n1154509710_60063_6262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-7965304125554133291</id><published>2008-05-18T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T03:03:31.840-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>my confessions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SDCNx_GBT5I/AAAAAAAAACk/3r7d6cF3n_E/s1600-h/IMG_5560a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201813459502714770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SDCNx_GBT5I/AAAAAAAAACk/3r7d6cF3n_E/s400/IMG_5560a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SDCNxfGBT4I/AAAAAAAAACc/dgxnqeVUXr0/s1600-h/c_kao_064.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201813450912780162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SDCNxfGBT4I/AAAAAAAAACc/dgxnqeVUXr0/s400/c_kao_064.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;again, i was inspired by a song to post a blog. this time its an indonesian singer.&lt;br /&gt;afgan- my confessions.&lt;br /&gt;the most common issue about love is not being able to show how you feel. how can it be that way when love actually is all about expressing your feelings?&lt;br /&gt;let me write you the text. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;please know that i wrote the text by hearing from my laptop's speaker, so it may not be 100% correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"   &gt;your smile brings light into my days.&lt;br /&gt;the thoughts of you wandering right now&lt;br /&gt;to hold you in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SDCM9fGBT3I/AAAAAAAAACU/x26cIyjFAdQ/s1600-h/IMG_5510a.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201812557559582578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 306px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SDCM9fGBT3I/AAAAAAAAACU/x26cIyjFAdQ/s400/IMG_5510a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;even in my dreams it feels so right loving you&lt;br /&gt;you never see the way i look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;you never realize the love i feel inside.&lt;br /&gt;hidden so long they're haunting me&lt;br /&gt;cause words are left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;now you found someone else to love&lt;br /&gt;deep in my heart i wont fade away&lt;br /&gt;to hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;even in my dreams it feels so right loving you&lt;br /&gt;you never see the way i look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;you never realize the love i feel inside&lt;br /&gt;hidden so long they're haunting me&lt;br /&gt;cause words are left unsaid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it so hard to express love? is it because of fear? is it pride?&lt;br /&gt;how can it haunt you so deeply just because of words unspoken?&lt;br /&gt;somebody better tell me quick, cause i really need an answer right now. right now all i want is that to be free but with having someone who would still love me, adore me, cherish me, all at the same time. i know how selfish i am, but this is confusing for me too.&lt;br /&gt;how can you be able to keep in contact with someone you love without being able to say i love you?&lt;br /&gt;how can you be sooo in love with someone loves you back, but knowing that you two are just not meant to be with each other?&lt;br /&gt;it's like saying 'i love you' is a grudge waiting to ruin you.&lt;br /&gt;they say that to look in a lover's eyes, you can see that love is true.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe you can see whether love is true or not through a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;how can you be so sure of that while eyes are deceitful and kisses are manipulative?&lt;br /&gt;they might've mislead you easily.&lt;br /&gt;so how is it that you really can identify this thing called love?&lt;br /&gt;i always say that love is just a mixed-up word for a raging hormonal problems. everybody say that love is suppose to be beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;if it is suppose to be beautiful, then how come he's not mine when we do love each other?&lt;br /&gt;to love is not to own they say. then why are we wasting our time by dreaming for something that we can never achieve?&lt;br /&gt;to love is to set free your loved one to be happy. then why to love in the first place when you know you'll end up throwing them away?&lt;br /&gt;what is this thing called love?&lt;br /&gt;i do love to look at someone in the eye when i say 'i love you', and i would always mean it.&lt;br /&gt;but how can i reassure him that its real?&lt;br /&gt;is there really any love in this world?&lt;br /&gt;if there isn't, then can someone explain what i'm feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;i feel nauseous, i cant stop thinking about him especially his eyes, my heart keeps pounding everytime i see his name online on msn, and suddenly i can act crazy for no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;is that really how love can make you feel?&lt;br /&gt;is that how love is supposed to be? beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;because it's not beautiful to me, and even if love is supposed to be beautiful, then how come two people who are completely in love are just not meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Giddy'Gianayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SDCNxfGBT4I/AAAAAAAAACc/dgxnqeVUXr0/s1600-h/c_kao_064.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201813450912780162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SDCNxfGBT4I/AAAAAAAAACc/dgxnqeVUXr0/s400/c_kao_064.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-7965304125554133291?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/7965304125554133291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=7965304125554133291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/7965304125554133291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/7965304125554133291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-confessions.html' title='my confessions'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SDCNx_GBT5I/AAAAAAAAACk/3r7d6cF3n_E/s72-c/IMG_5560a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-6308567732049014735</id><published>2008-05-16T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T05:09:00.936-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leisure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit happens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>love/lust/leisure/lost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SC26VvGBT2I/AAAAAAAAACM/trqBhhEz4Jo/s1600-h/13664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201018027264528226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SC26VvGBT2I/AAAAAAAAACM/trqBhhEz4Jo/s320/13664.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;these 4 L-words are very common in relationships. these four words have 2 different effects, which are good effect and bad effect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; is the basic of a relationship, sometimes it brings joy, yet too much love lead to disasters and chaos. a very important tip to all ladies, NEVER EVER EVER SHOW THAT YOU LOVE YOUR BOYFRIEND. you must always leave them wanting more. we humans are selfish, but a boy must always be more selfish than you, because if he isn't then he will dump you straight away. you must show that you have your dignity as a lady. most guys only like the chase because they'll do anything to look cool in front of their friends, therefore they must always have a girlfriend at all time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;lust&lt;/span&gt;. this one is a very tough word to explain. a guy who truly loves you is actually a guy who WOULDN'T touch you. every time they make love to you, they will always say that they did it because they love you and that they did it 100% pure only love and not a single bit lust in their mind. that is definitely not true. if there isn't any lust, they wouldn't have start touching you in the first place right? okay, i know sometimes girl can feel lust too.&lt;br /&gt;but there's no reason to lie about it, and to be honest some lust really can spice things up between relationships, but yet again too much lust tends to turn love into obsession.&lt;br /&gt;obsession of what you asked? lust can turn love into obsession of either the sex or the nonsense feelings of dependency. i don't want to teach you not to use feelings for your first night, but pleasee be very very cautious and don't ever do it when you're not ready.&lt;br /&gt;also make sure that even though you may not be a virgin, but save the "i want it to be special" part only for your husband. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;leisure&lt;/span&gt; is all about filling your empty time with FUN FUN FUN! yes, once you've manage to control your love&amp;amp;lust feelings you feel like your on the right track. you'd probably feel like everyday all you want to do is just use your spare time to hang out with your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;I know how blissful it feels like to always be with the one you love.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to tell you this but, that's a BIG MISTAKE! guys are very easy to socialize. they can go anywhere anytime they want. so if you're always with your bf 24/7, after you broke up, he wouldn't feel a thing because he still got his friends and guess where does that left you? oh yes, you'd probably end up all alone because u left all of your friends for him and then you'd miss him sooo much because he's always around you 24/7 and in the end you'll feel like you're just a last-year-i-was-a-desired-TOY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;lost.&lt;/span&gt; sometimes being lost can mean not-knowing-what-you-don't-want-to-know, as in you purposely want to be lost. sometimes you really need time for yourself to relax, to neutralize all your body and mind.&lt;br /&gt;so switch off your phone, turn off your laptop, lock yourself in your room, but always remember that one day all that must stop and you must be ready to open your door when the time has come.&lt;br /&gt;this last common L-word is what you'll feel after you realize that no matter how much money you spent, how many times you wasted, how many activities and other important things you sacrifice, in the end you know that you're just wasting your life to waste so many precious things just for a guy. they wouldn't die for you, they're not the one who've been raising you, and they're definitely not responsible for who and what you are.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes they won't even answer your phone calls! so girls, if you've gone through all of this, don't regret it. just MAKE SURE that you won't have to go through this all over again.&lt;br /&gt;i know how painful it is, otherwise I wouldn't have use that picture up there to describe this post.&lt;br /&gt;never regret what's already done, its not like you can turn back the time unless you have a time machine.&lt;br /&gt;but, if you DO have a time machine, can you pleasee let me borrow it?? :D:D&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. cause i've been through all of this and i just want to turn back time to prevent this to happen. but i STILL don't and won't regret a single bit of it. i know that someday all of this will make me a better and stronger girl.&lt;br /&gt;so that's all for me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your beloved little girl&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Generous'Gianayu.&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-6308567732049014735?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/6308567732049014735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=6308567732049014735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/6308567732049014735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/6308567732049014735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/05/lovelustleisurelost.html' title='love/lust/leisure/lost.'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SC26VvGBT2I/AAAAAAAAACM/trqBhhEz4Jo/s72-c/13664.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-6607336045365140222</id><published>2008-05-12T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T05:07:36.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leisure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italian foods'/><title type='text'>wine and dine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SCgITfGBT0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/UPu2EBW356g/s1600-h/DSCF0542a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SCgITfGBT0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/UPu2EBW356g/s320/DSCF0542a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199414900656525122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see on my blog, I wrote a few of my favorite foods. if you are food-knowledgeable, you might notice that most of my favorite foods are Italian.&lt;br /&gt;well then, that's right! I am a big fan of Italian foods. I do love cheese, but not too much. I find Italian food quite interesting, I adore the mixture of the exotic, sweet, yet magical taste, and the oh-so-tempting smell.&lt;br /&gt;YUMMIE is the correct word to describe how Italian foods taste like. Some people may find it fattening, well I don't really care. It's their lost if they haven't tried the joy of eating Italian foods, and it's a must to drink red wine after Italian food, DO NOT FORGET!&lt;br /&gt;Italian food really soothes me, and the wine could really help me calming down.&lt;br /&gt;Someday, I would love to marry an Italian chef. Waking up to find that my husband made me a breakfast in bed every Sunday morning, and please do not forget the roses!:)&lt;br /&gt;Every night we would cook dinner with the moonlight shining at our kitchen, probably a little wine to make it sweet after dine, and probably making love on the kitchen floor to spice things up? :)&lt;br /&gt;I would love to go around Europe for my honeymoon. I would love to go to Italy, go sight-seeing and try all of their exotic foods, wines, and dessert of course!&lt;br /&gt;I know all of this sounds really cheesy, but hey, you can't blame a girl from dreaming right?&lt;br /&gt;all of you have your own fantasies, and I have mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm the only one you adore. ;)&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Glamorous Gianayu.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-6607336045365140222?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/6607336045365140222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=6607336045365140222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/6607336045365140222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/6607336045365140222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/05/wine-and-dine.html' title='wine and dine'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SCgITfGBT0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/UPu2EBW356g/s72-c/DSCF0542a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-1346203730457208540</id><published>2008-04-28T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T03:02:39.928-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='past'/><title type='text'>i dont see what anyone else can see in anyone else, but you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SBXJiXRygsI/AAAAAAAAABY/7qRyMVuXoSo/s1600-h/juno-poster2-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SBXJiXRygsI/AAAAAAAAABY/7qRyMVuXoSo/s320/juno-poster2-big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194279337443099330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/juno-lyrics-anyone-else-but-you-micheal-cera-and-ellen-page-drtsrn6#p"&gt;i don't see what anyone else can see in anyone else but you.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I've been listening to this song for 10 times just now.&lt;br /&gt;this song is the soundtrack of the movie "JUNO".&lt;br /&gt;the story of the movie is about 2 kids who are best friends until they decided to have sex just to know how it feels.&lt;br /&gt;well, i think it's better if you watch it yourself, it really is a must watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;it's sweet, funny and exciting at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;i love the lyric of this song because it's sweet and romantic but it's definitely not cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;i love those kind of love songs, sometimes cheesy songs are sooo lame!&lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/juno-lyrics-anyone-else-but-you-micheal-cera-and-ellen-page-drtsrn6#p"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because i'm single, lonely and slightly a bit desperate at this time, so i despise hearing cheesy love songs.&lt;br /&gt;pray for my patience of waiting for my Mr.Right will you?&lt;br /&gt;pray for him to be a sexy, smart, and sensitive guy, ok?&lt;br /&gt;please and thank you!&lt;br /&gt;you know you adore me, xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;GG (georgeous gianayu)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i'm so cliche!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-1346203730457208540?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/1346203730457208540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=1346203730457208540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/1346203730457208540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/1346203730457208540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-dont-see-what-anyone-else-can-see-in.html' title='i dont see what anyone else can see in anyone else, but you'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SBXJiXRygsI/AAAAAAAAABY/7qRyMVuXoSo/s72-c/juno-poster2-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289858613850418188.post-8771746276998667327</id><published>2008-04-27T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T05:09:00.936-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>i cant sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youthwired.sat.lib.tx.us/BookLinks2.0/BLimages/cover--blonde_ambition.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.youthwired.sat.lib.tx.us/BookLinks2.0/BLimages/cover--blonde_ambition.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;God i miss him so much right now! I start reading books by Zoe Dean since couple of months ago and theres a lovely quote and i feel like thats how loving him felt like.&lt;br /&gt;It goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table id="personal-table" class="profileTable" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr id="Quote"&gt;&lt;td class="label"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="data"&gt;&lt;div id="Quote-data" class="datawrap"&gt;"people can call it passion, or lust, or obsession. i really dont care. when im with him, touching him is the only time i feel completely alive. if you've never felt the power of that, then i feel sorry for you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="personal-table" class="profileTable" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr id="Quote"&gt;&lt;td class="label"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;well actually that quote was dedicated to a girl, but since i'm straight so i turned all the "she" into "he".&lt;br /&gt;i tried so hard to be with him. we've been together for almost 3years. not only that he's my ex-boyfriend, but he's also my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;i really miss talking to him.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the way we would play around, the way he would kiss me and hug me and tease me.&lt;br /&gt;it feels so great just to be with him.&lt;br /&gt;i know that this feeling could be temporary.&lt;br /&gt;but really, though sometimes i hate him sooooo much.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end its because i love him too much. :)&lt;br /&gt;i really wishes him all the best.&lt;br /&gt;i wish he's happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;but i really really do miss him so bad.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2289858613850418188-8771746276998667327?l=gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/feeds/8771746276998667327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2289858613850418188&amp;postID=8771746276998667327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/8771746276998667327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2289858613850418188/posts/default/8771746276998667327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianayupertiwi.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-cant-sleep.html' title='i cant sleep'/><author><name>Gianayu Pertiwi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13940874256854680644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KH6Rv5jI3jA/SMVcbe9C9BI/AAAAAAAAADc/7FEDYIUFKM0/S220/13.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
