<?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-16212108</id><updated>2011-10-06T19:56:01.515+08:00</updated><category term='general banter'/><category term='the world and us'/><category term='artistically fun'/><category term='emotioneer'/><title type='text'>scandalous badinage</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>171</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-4687470212056415610</id><published>2011-06-18T12:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T12:29:45.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be happy.</title><content type='html'>Hi there, it's been quite some time. Since this has been my emotional blog for a while now, you know what to expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's indeed been quite some time since I felt warm tears on my cheek, involuntarily damning all my efforts to remain calm and composed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;I wish you all happiness on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never met someone like her before in my life. Never. Such a pure soul, such life and joy in a that small physique. From time to time in my life I get involved in a relationship with someone. In my case, being the person I am, I always see flaws in people--mind you, I see the most flaws in myself--but the point is I never have met someone perfect. There are always imperfections in everyone, and most of them my brain can tolerate. I perfectly understand that nobody's perfect. Not me, not my best friends, not my exes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Be yourself, and fly high..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then I met her. Weird--so weird. If God made a mistake, and accidentally created a human that's perfect, that would be her. And I believe God did make a mistake. I failed to see any flaws within her. I failed to hold myself back from her.  And then I fell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But circumstances didn't allow us to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just told her I'd wait for her. And I told her to be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;maybe, one day, I'll meet you again in the sky..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, hey, my cheeks feel warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-size: x-small;"&gt;instead of all happiness on earth,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-size: x-small;"&gt;i want you to hold me tight and never let go.&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/16212108-4687470212056415610?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/4687470212056415610/comments/default' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-3606900677805952909</id><published>2011-03-14T02:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T03:22:36.749+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotioneer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general banter'/><title type='text'>a matter of perspective</title><content type='html'>if there's one single think i despise, that is being emo.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's counter-productive, time-wasting and brings no profit in any kind. it is the kind of thing that needs not exist. but alas, it does. when it's here, there's a kind of certainty that prohibits our mind from rejecting it out. it sends tingles and jolts to the very tips of your fingers, and then you just feel like shouting, as loud as possible and as quiet as possible so only you and you alone could hear it. it makes you cry for help. you need help. you just can't stop the feeling. your heart races faster and as everything you see starts getting out of focus you find yourself gaping for air since your lungs are in pain; as your whole being is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is emo. my definition of emo; how i perceive it. it's real, and i'm sure don't experience it often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see, you just read the sentence and think 'jeez, this is some exaggerated emotional shit,' but then you will read this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's counter-productive, time-wasting and brings no profit in any kind. it is the kind of thing that needs not exist. but alas, it does. when it's here, there's a kind of certainty that prohibits our mind from rejecting it out. it sends tingles and jolts to the very tips of your fingers, and then you just feel like shouting, as loud as possible and as quiet as possible so only you and you alone could hear it. it makes you cry &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;in joy&lt;/span&gt;. you just can't stop the feeling. your heart races faster and as everything you see starts getting out of focus you find yourself gaping for air since your lungs &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ecstatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; as your whole being is.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this, friend, is love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you can feel love, you can feel emo. it's the same humane chemical reaction, adjudged differently in our brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's been 3 and a half year since i felt love. it was one of the most real feeling i ever had, and surreal at the same time, and i was in love with the feeling of being in love. oh, but the story didn't end well, and i was heartbroken, and there, i felt emo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for so long since, i never had that kind of feeling ever again. but now i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gentlemen, embrace love, for when it is real, you can tell from the pain: it is real, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-3606900677805952909?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/3606900677805952909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=3606900677805952909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1100 days of captivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When are you gonna set me free?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-4214194745607831976?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/4214194745607831976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=4214194745607831976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4214194745607831976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4214194745607831976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2011/01/long-lost-star.html' 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trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;because we all miss your smile&lt;br /&gt;but especially, me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Song of The Day : Rascal Flatts - My Wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-6370345754666464087?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/6370345754666464087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=6370345754666464087&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;..it's never really lost, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Song of The Day : World Weary - Noel Coward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-5681341619028624048?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/5681341619028624048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=5681341619028624048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/5681341619028624048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/5681341619028624048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2010/03/untitled-post.html' title='untitled post'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-5379974535085888791</id><published>2010-03-14T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:47:44.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Reasons Why Girls Should Date Sad Desperate Guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. You can dye him your colour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you’re his first girlfriend you can have him dress and date how  you want. It’s best not to be too forceful and take into account his  wishes as you move him closer to what you want though.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. He’ll be delighted with simple things like you cooking for  him or holding his hand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;These might be expected by people with lots of experience dating but a  romantic novice should be moved by them all the same.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. You can avoid being compared to his last girlfriend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As he likely never had one, he’ll not compare you to his last. For  example your cooking or what you want to do for birthdays, etc. But you  should avoid comparing him to your last boyfriend too – upset men tend  to get jealous.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. You can pursue an innocent romance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He might be nervous or awkward on dates. But you can also relive your  “innocent” school romances. For a woman looking for “pure love,” a  novice might be just the thing?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. You needn’t be jealous of other women&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;With an experienced guy you never know when he’ll make a pass at a  girl. But with a greenhorn he probably doesn’t know how to talk to girls  properly so there’s no danger of that. On the other hand,  he’s more  likely to be jealous of you so watch what you do with other guys.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. You needn’t use relationship tactics on him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You don’t have to bother playing hot and cold with him by being  deliberately nice or nasty to get what you want. In fact doing this  might backfire as he might overreact to such stimuli. Perhaps best to be  straight with him.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. He’ll remember your anniversaries and events&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When you started dating you probably cared about these things at  first. It’s like that for a guy with no experience so he’ll care about  them a lot. He may not know what to expect so you can tell him what  you  want him to do too.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. You don’t have to worry about him cheating on you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He’s likely to take romance seriously so the chances of him cheating  are low. However, romance can open a man’s eyes so you’d better watch  him closely.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about this? I see all those 8 things actually happening with a couple i know, say, really well. Heh. Truth on epic proportion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And meh, I kinda worry about you. Was I like that when I wallowed in self-pity and not getting over her? It's sad, just sad. And I have no idea how to make you really smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of The Day : Into Each Life Some Rain Must Fall - Ella Fitzgerald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-5379974535085888791?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/5379974535085888791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=5379974535085888791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/5379974535085888791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/5379974535085888791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2010/03/8-reasons-why-girls-should-date-sad.html' title='8 Reasons Why Girls Should Date Sad Desperate Guys'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-6858366699613784940</id><published>2010-02-13T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T10:33:47.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled again</title><content type='html'>It isn't even real; it's not supposed to hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Maybe, maybe I am the biggest loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-6858366699613784940?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/6858366699613784940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=6858366699613784940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/6858366699613784940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/6858366699613784940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2010/02/untitled-again.html' title='untitled again'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-159467621028277361</id><published>2010-02-09T10:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T10:45:29.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good design..</title><content type='html'>should be like Nylon stockings in the US in 1940s; they were easily affordable, immensely appealing and practically addictive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : finally i blog from my iphone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-159467621028277361?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/159467621028277361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=159467621028277361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/159467621028277361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/159467621028277361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-design.html' title='Good design..'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-3472345916801630139</id><published>2010-02-01T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T21:04:08.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>border(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2788/4322276576_917abf0b60.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sometimes we have to jump over the wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;No more turning back and escape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed the Borders Cafe session with Dhea, Ariston and Maura. We should do it more often! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan yang sedang menusuk cheesecake itu tanpa rasa ampun tidak lain dan tidak bukan adalah Mbak Dhea sendiri. Kejam. Penyaluran napsu kekerasan yang sangat salah. Kasian banget ya cheesecakenya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I stumbled upon this on &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://purple2611.blogspot.com/2010/01/dreams.html"&gt;Jebay's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, when she's talking about the song A Dance around The Memory Tree by Oren Lavie :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"I said I like this song because it sounds dark and lonely, my dear said  I'm twisted."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, I think your dear is twisted, too. This is the lyrics of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his &lt;/span&gt;newly profound song :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hello darkness, my old friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I've come to talk with you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Because a vision softly creeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Left its seeds while I was sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And the vision that was planted in my brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Still remains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Within the sound of silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;In restless dreams I walked alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Narrow streets of cobblestone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'Neath the halo of a street lamp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I turn my collar to the cold and damp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;That split the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And touched the sound of silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And in the naked light I saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ten thousand people maybe more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;People talking without speaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;People hearing without listening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;People writing songs that voices never shared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;No one dared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Disturb the sound of silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Fools," said I, "you do not know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Silence like a cancer grows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hear my words that I might teach you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Take my arms that I might reach you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;But my words like silent raindrops fell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And echoed in the wells of silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And the people bowed and prayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;To the neon god they made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And the sign flashed out its warning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;In the words that it was forming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And the sign said "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And tenement halls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And whispered in the sound of silence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's  dark and lonely&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt; so deep, listening to it might just make you shiver the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, anyway I'm supposed to get my work done. Someone encourage me please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Song of The Day : Tom Jones - Green Green Grass of Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-3472345916801630139?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/3472345916801630139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=3472345916801630139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3472345916801630139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3472345916801630139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2010/02/borders.html' title='border(s)'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2788/4322276576_917abf0b60_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-4203712550155857468</id><published>2010-02-01T00:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T20:08:54.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sound of</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Si Topan Kecil : "Gw baru bangun nih, sori sori. Tadi maen balon sampe ketiduran. xP"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Gw : "Hah? Maen balon sampe ketiduran? Aduhhh, ga malu sama umur apa maenan balon.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Si Topan Kecil : "Iya, gapapa donk, balon kan buat semua umur. Hehe."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Gw : "Ta-tapi, gimana caranya bisa "maen balon" sampe ketiduran..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Si Topan Kecil : "Iya, lagi muter-muter balon, gosok-gosok di rambut, dll, eh, tau-tau udah di kapuk. :P"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Gw : (speechless)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Si Topan Kecil : "Emang lu ga pernah ketiduran sambil main balon?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk mengklarifikasi,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tidak&lt;/span&gt;, saya &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;tidak pernah ketiduran sambil maen balon&lt;/span&gt;. Sumpah. Maen balon aja kayaknya dulu pas masih TK. Itupun ga dibawa tidur. Emang ini satu mahluk sangat ajaib ya. Hari yang tadinya rada suntuk langsung jadi konyol rasanya gara-gara pertanyaan polos sekaligus tolol itu. Luar biasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gw merasa canggih. Sekarang udah bayar bill internet dan telepon via e-banking. Rasanya bangga gitu, selama ini bayar melalui 7-11 gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday Jordi and Andika!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I'm currently in love with this song by Simon &amp;amp; Garfunkel, The Sound of Silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creds to &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://nuevavida09.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ariston&lt;/a&gt; who made me realize how absurdly fantastic this song is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;And in the naked light I saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ten thousand people maybe more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;People talking without speaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;People hearing without listening &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/_DSC0138.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-4203712550155857468?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/4203712550155857468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=4203712550155857468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4203712550155857468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4203712550155857468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2010/02/si-topan-kecil-gw-baru-bangun-nih-sori.html' title='the sound of'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-7671494245637867488</id><published>2010-01-26T20:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T04:02:50.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pegal pegal</title><content type='html'>Si topan kecil akhirnya pulang ke habitatnya di Jakarta hari ini. Gara-gara dia, weekend panjang gw yang span dari jumat sampe senin literally wasted. Well, ga wasted gimana sih, gw enjoy banget, tapi sebagai gantinya gw kehilangan waktu bermalas-malasan gw yang biasanya gw rutini tiap minggu. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena sekarang saya teramat sangat lelah sekali, saya harus beranjak ke tempat tidur dulu. Daritadi udah manggil-manggil terus sampe teriak-teriak tuh si ranjang. post ini (moga-moga) akan diupdate dengan lebih banyak cerita, foto dan (moga-moga) video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE : Selama liburan kemarin, Taman Anggrek Mall, atau lebih tepatnya si Red Mango, menjadi kawan baik gw. Pasalnya, koko gw tercinta itu temannya bos Red Mango cabang Indonesia, yang alhasil membuat saya memiliki sebuah kartu VIP Member Red Mango Buy 1 Get 1 Free Promotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadilah dimana ada Red Mango di Taman Anggrek, disitu ada saya (dan kawan-kawan pecinta yogurt yang sama bosannya, tentu saja)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/TA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ini, selama kedatangan si Thomas dan Fani ke Singapura. Little Toy Museum FTW! Video coming later! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/Untitled-1-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I started to cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which started the whole world laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh if I'd only seen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that the joke was on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Song of The Day : Bee Gees - I Started A Joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-7671494245637867488?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/7671494245637867488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=7671494245637867488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7671494245637867488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7671494245637867488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2010/01/pegal-pegal.html' title='pegal pegal'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-8337772580918699092</id><published>2010-01-04T01:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T03:01:59.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mules monyet</title><content type='html'>Hari ini pergi makan di &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Waraku Japanese Casual Dining&lt;/span&gt; sama nci tercinta dan suaminya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi ceritanya penulis tuh terkejut karena porsi "Regular" Waraku Chicken Curry Don itu ternyata..yah sebut saja tidak seperti yang akan manusia regular bayangkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mereka punya porsi Mini dan Regular, dan karena saya sudah kesal menunggu lama dan kelaparan, jadi ya saya pesan yang Regular. Ternyata Waraku tidak menyajikan Curry Don regular mereka di mangkok, melainkan di BASKOM! Saya berani bertaruh, container yang dipakai buat curry don saya itu pasti sanggup menampung Indomie Kari Ayam minimal 5 bungkus. Bayangin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intinya, cici gw kaget. Suaminya kaget. Gw kaget tapi masi pasang muka act cool. Terus mereka cuma senyum-senyum usil nunggu gw mulai makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw pun makan dengan lahap. Sumpah saus kari Waraku enak banget. Ayamnya juga sedap, ga kekeringan kaya Curry Don biasanya. Gw enjoy. Sampai 15 menit kemudian. Kok rasanya nasi di baskom itu ga berkurang-kurang juga? Perut gw uda mulai menonjol lagi, dan gw pun..menyerah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertama kalinya gw makan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ga habis&lt;/span&gt;. Memalukan sekali. Tapi bener deh, kari-nya porsi 3 orang. Cici gw di sebelah ketawa-ketawa doank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di mobil perjalanan pulang, cici gw makan Fro-Yo Smooch yang sebelomnya dia beli, terus gw disuruh habisin sisanya. Sisanya yang literally cuman sebanyak upil anak SD dikumpulin seminggu, layaknya yogurt biasanya tuh, AASEM BANGET! dimana kalau upil beneran (harusnya) asin. Gw susay payah makannya. Dari Bunderan HI sampe Taman Kota ga habis-habis juga tuh upil asem. Uda deket rumah, kena macet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Gw : "Pengen berak.." (perut mulai joget poco-poco)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*Cici gw ngakak-ngakak*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Gw : "Kenapa ketawa lu.. biasa kali habis makan orang mules."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Suami cici : "Yah elo, makanan mahal udah ga abis, sekarang mau dibuang lagi. Tau mah tadi kita makan nasi padang aja sekalian!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*Cici gw masih ngakak-ngakak* (kayaknya dia sengaja maksa gw makan Fro-Yo biar pencernaan gw langsung terangsang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sialan. Pulang boker deh. Sampe sekarang perut gw masih aneh rasanya. Tadi kotoran gw udah kayak apa ga tau tuh bentuknya, curry sebaskom campur frozen yogurt rasa Acai Berry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malemnya, lagi seru smsan sama a certain retard, setelah gw bales salah satu smsnya, ada nyamuk terbang di depan muka gw. Reflek gw yang secepat kilat segera iseng mau nangkep tuh nyamuk ala film Bo Bo Ho 15 taun yang lalu. Cuman karena ga ada sumpit gw pake jempol sama jari telunjuk. SYUT~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, KENA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tampaknya gw ada bakat kungfu! Setelah ini gw ga akan perlu lagi pake HIT atau 3 Roda nih! Jurus ini gw namakan "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Perenggut Nyamuk Jari Ganda&lt;/span&gt;" (kisah nyata)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nih buktinya :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img99.imageshack.us/img99/4716/nyamuk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;korban kekerasan kungfu aliran cengkareng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore tadi, bokap gw jadi barber dadakan dan motongin rambut cucunya. Jadi inget masa kecil gw 32 tahun yang lalu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ini foto ponakan gw Keiko lagi dipangkas rambutnya :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mister-j/4241630868/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2661/4241630868_d35ab1598e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata hasil potong rambutnya lumayan juga loh, ternyata Ayah saya hebat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan soal potong rambut, suaminya cici gw juga ahli loh :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img177.imageshack.us/img177/6150/dsc0172r.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanya saja dia spesialis pangkas botak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Song of The Day : Paloma Faith - Technicolour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-8337772580918699092?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/8337772580918699092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=8337772580918699092&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/8337772580918699092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/8337772580918699092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2010/01/mules-monyet.html' title='mules monyet'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2661/4241630868_d35ab1598e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-6150553301741302225</id><published>2009-12-30T01:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T03:13:50.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sambet terasi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Bagus says (12:52 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; jul aku ini pria yang tidak menggebet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;julz - who else says (12:52 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; akakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Bagus says (12:52 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; aku kesambet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good friend &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Bagus Wicaksono&lt;/span&gt;. Applaud him. Now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Menggebet dan kesambet itu beda rupanya (menurut Bung Bagus) mungkin maksud Bung Bagus (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;selanjutnya disingkat BB. Bukan Blackberry, tapi Bung Bagus&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;menggebet&lt;/span&gt; itu sekedar lebih ke arah mencurahkan perasaan yang terpendam, atau semata-mata ingin dekat dengan si anu yang kayaknya kok cantik gimana gitu, atau ada faktor x yang rasanya bikin hati dansa poco-poco setiap mikirin dia. Kalo &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kesambet&lt;/span&gt;, wah, dalem nih. Kesambet mungkin maksudnya itu beneran jatuh cinta ya (bagi yang percaya sama cinta tentunya). Kesambet itu mungkin udah yang bener-bener sampe pada titik puncak dimana logika itu udah mampet kayak pembuluh darah jantung koroner. Yang sampe kayaknya berkorban demi si dia itu pun nggak apa-apa. Rela-relain. Yang kalo ketemu si dia langsung kebayang kalo nanti udah punya anak sama dia, anaknya udah sekolah, uda lulus lagi, anaknya uda beranak lagi terus kalian berdua jadi kakek nenek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang semacam itu kali ya yang BB maksud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaf BB kalo kita selisih pendapat. Saya seenaknya menginterpretasikan kata-kata BB, tapi ya selisih pendapat itu biasa toh? Saya ga bakal &lt;a href="http://megapolitan.kompas.com/read/xml/2009/12/30/13335867/ramadhan.pohan.george.pukul.saya.dengan.bukunya"&gt;sampe mukul mukamu pake buku saya kok.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intinya. Sekarang ini, sang penulis dengan resmi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sedang tidak kesambet&lt;/span&gt;. Yak. Ga perlu repot-repot bacain ayat buat ngusir setan di dalem saya. Itu emang pelanggan reguler, bukan sayanya kesambet setan. Kesambet disini ya maksudnya yang tadi itu saya omongin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu teman saya, yang mungkin masuk kategori diantara &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;gebetan &lt;/span&gt;dan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;sambetan &lt;/span&gt;alias &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;gesambetan &lt;/span&gt;(alias TTM), baru saja resmi digandeng sama pria lain. Saya senang-senang saja malah, soalnya ada yang bisa ngurusin dia dengan bener, gak kaya saya. Tapi di satu sisi ya jarak otomatis semakin jauh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerita saya banyak ternyata. Selama liburan ini, saya kembali di dalam sentuhan kawan-kawan wanita saya yang dulu dekat. Di dalam sentuhan tentu saja maknanya &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;in touch&lt;/span&gt; alias kontek-kontekan lagi. Harap jangan menafsirkan yang jorok-jorok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada satu kawan particular, yang setelah mengalami masalah kini kembali dekat dengan saya, dan saya senang karena kami dekat. Tapi toh, seperti kata BB, belom kesambet tuh! Jadi status kami ya officially teman. Ada lagi seorang kawan yang dulu saya sempat suka, waktu saya masih muda jaman SMP, kini juga kembali kontek-kontekan. Entah gimana ceritanya berlanjut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belum gw bahas yang di Singapura. Satu aja deh, satu kawan yang sebelumnya dalam status gebetan, karena salah paham dan cas cis cus yang bikin kepala migrain, akhirnya jadi tidak jelas gimana sekarang. Bikin orang pusing. Padahal yang satu ini lumayan potensial untuk bikin gw kesambet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kacau banget lu, Jul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya sudah lah. Kita bahas hal ini lain kali saja. Sejauh ini saja, saya yakin manusia-manusia yang kepo dan penasaran serta menebak-nebak siapa saja yang saya omongin, sedang menikmati tulisan ini. Hint : semuanya berkelamin perempuan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Panjul's Adventure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img258.imageshack.us/img258/5241/dsc0162r.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;si panjul sedih tersedu-sedu saat dipeluk mamamaura sebelum ia&lt;br /&gt;menerawang ke barat mencari kitab suci. mamamaura berbisik lembut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"awas lu ya kalo pulang sebelom bayar utang gue."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img148.imageshack.us/img148/876/dsc0188z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;alhasil si panjul bertemu bule ngampung dan joni dan mereka&lt;br /&gt;membentuk trio huek-huek yang bertugas menjaga perdamaian dunia&lt;br /&gt;dari cacing toilet mutasi dan para koruptor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img341.imageshack.us/img341/8581/dsc0484r.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;karena bosan dengan bule ngampung yang ngampung banget dan joni&lt;br /&gt;yang sukar dilihat di malam hari, si panjul ganti anggota baru&lt;br /&gt;buat trio huek-huek. hugogo dan jablay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img407.imageshack.us/img407/2623/dsc0412.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;hugogo ternyata berkhianat ke power renjer! mereka menyerang wanita paruh baya&lt;br /&gt;dengan begitu kejinya melalui ciuman selamat ulang tahun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic;" src="http://img141.imageshack.us/img141/9599/dsc0211w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;si panjul seorang diri juga dikeroyok dan ditunggangi power renjer itu&lt;br /&gt;karena disangka ikan paus sekarat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img412.imageshack.us/img412/8733/dsc0215w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;si panjul pun jadi marah dan menjadi raksasa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img525.imageshack.us/img525/8445/dsc0332q.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;setelah itu panjul bertansformasi menjadi hijau dan besar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GENDERUWO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiuh. Seru kan? Credits to one person who gave me this awesome nickname. You know who you are. Kalo suatu hari cerita saya terkenal, pasti kamu saya traktir prata. Prata pisang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway malem tahun baru pada ngapain? Saya bingung mau ngapain. Sepi nih disini.&lt;br /&gt;Alhasil bertanya gimana biar ramai ke Bung Roy yang adalah kakak ipar saya dan responnya :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Bakar rumah aja noh biar tetangga pada ngumpul semua."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Song of The Day : Indra Azis - Jakarta City Blues&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/16212108-6150553301741302225?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/6150553301741302225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=6150553301741302225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/6150553301741302225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/6150553301741302225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/12/sambet-terasi.html' title='sambet terasi'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-4763201015361777681</id><published>2009-12-29T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T03:08:21.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blind fish</title><content type='html'>A long-overdue update! Indonesian internet sucks to a level I can no longer comprehend. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, being slack in Indonesia like this..has made me actually miss some people. For various reasons. Some right here in Indonesia, some in Singapore, some in other places like..China? Just wanna let em know that I love them so much for disturbing my otherwise mundane activities here. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to lampung with Mom and Dad and her friend's family. Not bad, I got to get some nice shots over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2688/4200710056_fb47ea571b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di atas ferry. Demi foto angle ini kamera gw hampir berenang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2786/4200707374_d0405570ae.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang ini gampang, tinggal jongkok-jongkok sampe belahan pantat gw dikira celengan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan.. natal akhirnya berlalu. Natal tahun ini pun lumayan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if by 30 I'm still single, someone has made the deal to be my wife then. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;And you.&lt;br /&gt;I really hate this shit,&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want it then please, please say so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Song of The Day : Marc Terenzi - You Complete My Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-4763201015361777681?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/4763201015361777681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=4763201015361777681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4763201015361777681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4763201015361777681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/12/long-overdue-update-indonesian-internet.html' title='blind fish'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2688/4200710056_fb47ea571b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-2351256822654754634</id><published>2009-12-28T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T02:05:52.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update post-christmas</title><content type='html'>Ada 2 cerita buat malam ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Pertama&lt;/span&gt;, cerita dari temennya koko gw. Ceritanya gini (nama asli disamarkan):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suatu sore yang indah, pas si Budi lagi naek motor lewat Tangkuban Perahu, motornya tiba-tiba ngadat. Apa boleh buat, Budi pun merapat ke pinggir jalan. Kebingungan, akhirnya ya dia gandeng motornya sambil celingak-celinguk bengkel terdekat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh tiba-tiba, ada cewek lagi jalan. Cakep gitu, ala kembang desa. Budi cengar-cengir doank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ga disangka, itu cewe yang nyapa si Budi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"A'a, kenapa motornya? Rusak? Mampir aja ke rumah saya sebentaran, biar dibenerin Papa saya. Deket kok dari sini," &lt;/span&gt;kata cewe itu dengan manisnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Aduh, nda usah, mbak, ngerepotin, udah biar aja saya cari bengkel ntar. Hehe."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oooh, yaudah kalo begitu, permisi dulu ya A', saya pulang dulu, udah mau gelap." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Eeeeh, mbak, boleh.. tau namanya?" &lt;/span&gt;ujar si Budi, sekalian berterima kasih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata nama cewe itu Ani. Dan Budi sekalian nanya nomor teleponnya deh. Dan dia dapet dengan sukses. Lumayan, pikir Budi, motor macet ketiban rezeki. Eh, habis itunya motor Budi juga jalan lagi lancar. Budi pun pulang dengan hati Riang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selama sebulan, hari-hari Budi di Bandung rasanya lebih ceria. Budi SMSan sama si Ani. Setiap ada kesempatan di kerjanya, Budi telponin Ani, nanya lagi ngapain, udah makan belom, pokoknya rutinitas cowok yang lagi kesengsem. Budi merasa senang, kupu-kupu di perutnya, dan setiap kali Ani bales smsnya, rasanya kayak terbang ke awan. Aku jatuh cinta nih, pikir Budi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah sebulan Budi ditolak halus tiap kali mau jemput Ani buat kencan, tiba-tiba selama 2 hari si Ani ga bales SMS, telepon ga diangkat. Kontan Budi parno, dipikirnya Ani sakit, atau kenapa gitu. Tanpa cas cis cus Budi langsung dandan, pake minyak nyong-nyong terus siungggg terbang naik motor bebek kesayangannya ke rumah si Ani. Sebelomnya si Ani pernah kasitau alamat rumah dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai depan rumahnya Ani, yang bukain seorang ibu-ibu agak berumur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Permisi Bu, ini rumahnya Ani? Aninya ada?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hah? Permisi, kamu ini siapa ya, Nak?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Saya Budi, temennya Ani."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Udah kenal lama sama Ani?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Baru sebulan Bu. Hehe. SMSan sama telpon aja biasanya."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan si ibu itu pun pingsan. Tiba-tiba. Budi panik. Akhirnya dia nunggu di rumah itu sampe ibu itu siuman. Hal pertama yang ditanya ibunya pas melek :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mana SMS dari si Ani? Kasiliat ibu!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Budi pun ngeluarin handphonenya, dan ngasi liat ibunya SMS2 dari Ani. Si Ibu tiba-tiba nangis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ini emang nomor Ani, anak saya.." &lt;/span&gt;katanya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"tapi dia udah meninggal 3 tahun yang lalu.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu itu ngambil satu foto yang dipajang di atas lemari di ruang tamu. Dan jantung Budi hampir berhenti, pas dia sadar sepenuhnya kalo cewe di foto itu adalah gadis yang sama yang nyapa dia sebulan yang lalu pas motornya mogok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habis itu dia baru sadar, selama ini kalau ditanya lagi sama siapa, Ani selalu bales SMSnya dengan "lagi sendirian nih..". Setelah itu, nomor yang sampai 2 hari lalu masih telponan dan SMSan sama Budi, tiba-tiba sudah tidak berlaku lagi, seolah-olah memang udah hangus bertahun-tahun yang lalu. Yang tadinya rasa cinta berbunga di hati Budi, dalam satu detak jantung langsung berubah jadi rasa ngeri yang merayap sampai tulang sum-sum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cerita kedua&lt;/span&gt;, di KFC grogol, 15 menit sebelum tengah malam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dering telepon berbunyi kencang, mengagetkan 5 karyawan KFC yang lagi seru ngegosip.&lt;br /&gt;Di telepon tampil nomor Mentari 0816-sekian-sekian-sekian. Salah satu karyawan dengan sigap mengangkat gagang telepon itu.&lt;br /&gt;"Dengan Kentucky Fried Chicken, bisa dibantu?"&lt;br /&gt;"Iya, KFC ya, saya mau pesan delivery," kata suara ibu-ibu sedikit serak di ujung telepon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Boleh Ibu, pesanannya apa aja ya?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ayam goreng pake nasi 50 paket Mas, tolong."&lt;br /&gt;"Oke Bu, dikirimnya ke mana ya, Bu?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ke rumah duka Abadi.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRAK! Karyawan itu langsung pucat dan membanting telepon itu. Dengan mata berair dan bulu kuduk merinding dia ngomong sama temen-temennya.&lt;br /&gt;"Ada setan mau pesen delivery 50 kotak..hiiiiiiiiiiiiii~!"&lt;br /&gt;Karyawan itu langsung pada ramai. Mereka ketakutan. Apalagi tengah malam memang makin dekat. Akhirnya manajer mereka keluar. Manajer yang paling ga percaya takhayul itu cuma melengos, terus ngambil gagang telepon itu dan menelepon balik ke nomor Mentari yang tadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuuut.. tuuuut... klek. Telepon pun diangkat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maaf Bu, ibu yang barusan pesan KFC?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan manajer itu pun ngomong selama beberapa menit, nunduk-nunduk minta maaf, terus ngambil pensil dan catet sesuatu. Para karyawan masih pada ketakutan. Telepon pun ditutup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Diomelin sama setannya ya, Pak?" kata karyawan yang pertama kali angkat telpon tadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Diomelin sama MANUSIA, GOBLOK!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu-ibu bersuara serak tadi itu kakaknya kakak ipar gw. Dia yang ngurus makanan buat acara ngelayat mendadak besok paginya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Song of The Day : Cliff Richard - Summer Holiday&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/16212108-2351256822654754634?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/2351256822654754634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=2351256822654754634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/2351256822654754634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/2351256822654754634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/12/update-post-christmas.html' title='update post-christmas'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-5692056114055319659</id><published>2009-10-25T20:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:14:56.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>telur...</title><content type='html'>di suatu hari yang cerah dan panas di dalam sebuah kamar di acsi, adalah dua orang pria sedang menonton film di laptop. sebenarnya suasana lagi damai tentram, burung berkicau di tepi jendela dan di kejauhan ada anak-anak kecil lagi dikejar tukang jagal.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tiba-tiba, suara memekikkan terdengar di kejauhan. eh, ternyata tidak terlalu jauh. dipikir-pikir lagi, malah ternyata suaranya muncul dari dalam kamar mandi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAARGHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kaya teriakan beruang kutub kepencet bisulnya gitu. 2 orang pria itu pun heran sesaat, tapi kemudian lanjut menonton tidak perduli. mereka tidak menyadari bahwa suara lolongan hewan barusan itu adalah jeritan penuh derita seorang tampan yang lagi kesakitan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yang teriak itu barusan gw, di cubical mandi gw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ceritanya begini, karena panas, gw memutuskan untuk mandi (jarang-jarang). yaudah, ambil handuk, siapin baju ganti, gw pun beranjak ke kamar mandi dengan ceria. nah pas uda seger-seger guyur badan pake air dingin sambil nyanyi lagu desy ratnasari, gwberusaha mencari sabun di rak sebelah kepala gw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sialnya, ternyata sabun gw habis! sampe kering banget, ga bersisa. gw pun jongkok di pojokan sambil nangis-nangis karena sedih. hehe, ngga deh. gw rada bingung. apalah gunanya gw mandi dna gosok gosok daki kalo ga ada sabun di situ? masih megangin shower, ide brilliant muncul di kepala gw yang notabene bengkak ini. "nyolong sabun perek aja di sebelah" toh sabun cair, jadi ga ada kontak langsung lah, gw pikir. nah, dengan gesit gw biarin tuh shower menggantung, terus gw tutupin aurat gw dengan handuk dan berlari ke cubical sebelah! secepat kilat gw ambil sebotol &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;DOVE &lt;/span&gt;warna biru terus lari balik sambil cengengesan. uda seneng-seneng, eh kampret, ternyata yang gw ambil itu SHAMPO! keparat, sejak kapan juga &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;DOVE &lt;/span&gt;bikin SHAMPO? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;DOVE&lt;/span&gt; kan bukan sabun, seperempatnya moisturizer! (loh?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, gw memutuskan untuk memakai sisa sabun gw yang hampir kering sama sekali aja akhirnya.. dengan lemas gw merogoh-rogoh sisi kanan gw dimana seharusnya shower itu berada, terus pas gw ambil, ternyata di tangan gw yang licin karena SHAMPO &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;DOVE &lt;/span&gt;tadi, shower itu melarikan diri dengan gesitnya bak Dewi Persik kembennya melorot, dan dengan sukses menghajar..telur gw!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my bare, uncovered eggs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lalu gw teriak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lalu gw jongkok di pinggir cubical dengan sedih (kali ini beneran)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lalu gw ambil handuk, keringin badan, pake baju, jalan dengan lemas kembali ke kamar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lalu gw diketawain sama Aldo sama si Suraj.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, pada akhirnya gw ga sabunan. YES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1378/1402772641_2055e3ff58.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;god bless my eggs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JEBAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! my good ol' buddy. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Song of The Day : Nouvelle Vague - Too Drunk To Fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-5692056114055319659?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/5692056114055319659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=5692056114055319659&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/5692056114055319659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/5692056114055319659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/10/telur.html' title='telur...'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1378/1402772641_2055e3ff58_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-3933025979894301634</id><published>2009-10-23T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:01:23.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wanita=antivirus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Pernahkan anda terdiam sesaat dan berpikir, kenapa sih bisa ada global warming? apakah eksistensi orang-orang hot seperti penulis ini sesuatu yang konsekuensinya mesti ditanggung umat manusia? kenapa juga sang poenulis ini bisa begitu keren dan hot sampe-sampe burung pipit yang terbang lewat jendelanya barusan langsung muntah darah? dan yang paling penting, cewe macam apa yang paling sempurna jadi pacar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jadi kayanya topik pacar/tunangan/partner/pembantu-sukarela ini lagi rame di facebook, jadi gw pengen share beberapa kategori cewe yang bisa aja jadi pacar kalian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cewe-cewe ini, secara ajaib, bisa dikategorikan berdasarkan program-program antivirus, saudara-saudara!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kita mulai aja ya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Cewe Tipe &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;KASPERSKY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ini ya, tipe cewe paling SEMPURNA. 99% perfect. Pokoknya kalo sama cewe tipe ini, pacaran tuh rasanya nikmatttt banget. dunia serasa milik berdua. Dianya itu loh, perhatiannn banget sama kita. Sama dia, ga bakal pernah ngerasa kesepian deh. Selaen itu, dia independent banget deh. kalo ada masalah, ada pihak-pihak luar yang mau ikut campur dan ngerusak perdamaian dunia, dia bakal duluan bertindak. Cari dimana lagi cewe kaya gitu? Kelemahan yang 1% itu cuman satu.. dia dari Russia geto loh. high class abis. kadang2 jiper kalo jalan sama gue yang tampang-tampang cina kelamin gini. huehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;cewe tipe &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;NOD32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ini tipe cewe yang lumayan okeh. malah mungkin ini pilihan sempurna kalo lo tipe cowo yang agak rendah diri dan takut mau jalan sama cewe russia gitu. ini juga cewe yang lumayan independent, kalo lo emang mau serius sama dia, dia pasti bakal dedikasiin seluruh hidupnya ke elo! hebat deh. nih cewe tipe yang gesit gitu lah, pokoknya serba cepet dan simpel, tapi ya kadang-kadang suka careless, mungkin karena dia maunya serba cepet ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;cewe tipe &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;AVGFree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nah ini nih tipe cewe yang paling cocok buat anak muda yang cheapo. cewe paling gampangan yang bisa nongol kapanpun lo lagi 'butuh'. hehehe. butuh apa coba. Intinya ya, ini tuh tipe cewe yang agak..hmm, murah gitu kasarnya. banyak sih yang suka sama cewe tipe ini, soalnya ga repot kan ngurusnya. tapi yah, namanya juga cewe gampangan, seringkali kitanya kecolongan gitu deh tanpa sadar. Contoh: di dompet ada duit goban, eh habis tu cewe main ke rumah, tiba-tiba tinggal goceng. uda gitu pelit lagi, bayangin masa sampe kolor aja minta dibeliinnya yang 20ribu dapet 30 biji.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;cewe tipe &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Norton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nah ini nih ya, tipe cewe yang paling najis. masalahnya ini juga tipe cewe yang paling banyak diketahui orang. jadi kadang-kadang, tanpa sepengetahuan lo, bisa aja lo terjebak sama ni tipe cewe. contohnya aja pengalaman pribadi, gw uda jadian lama banget sama cewe tipe kaspersky, eh bulan lalu secara tiba-tiba nih cewe norton ikutan jadian sama kita! jadi cinta segitiga gitu kan, bikin masalah aja! ahem, back to topic. cewe tipe norton itu ya, uda kebalikannya cewe tipe kaspersky. orangnya cuek abis bikin kesel. sok tau lagi. uda gitu, apa yang diomongin sama apa yang dilakuin tuh ga sesuai! belom lagi sering lemotttt sampe gedek dan makan ati. paling males lagi, dia ngasi kabar alias update2nya tuh SEMINGGU SEKALI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi kalo ngomong soal cewe tipe norton itu ya, paling parah itu tau ga apa. POST-PACARAN! setelah putus, dia bakal ninggalin bekas-bekas di apartemen lu. seolah-olah balas dendam jadi nyisain sampah dan kotoran. apalagi kalo sampahnya sampe ngerusak rumah, siapa juga yang ga kesel. pokoknya sebisa mungkin HINDARI cewe tipe norton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;cewe tipe &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ANS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;AV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(100% indonesia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nah ini dia yang ditunggu-tunggu para pria penggemar IGO. cewe tipe lokal yang lumayan susah dicari hari ini. kualitas, terutama penampilan dan 'user-interface'nya sih jelas aja kalah sama tipe cewe-cewe dari luar, tapi sebenernya lumayan tangguh juga cewe tipe ini..dalam keadaan tertentu, seperti cara membawa motor sambil menghindari macet dan kejaran bencong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nah, silakan tentukan sendiri, wahai para perjaka satria diluar sana, cewe tipe manakan yang paling pas buat anda?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;PS : post ini terinspirsi kekesalan penulis setelah Norton 360 menginvade laptopnya tanpa ijin, lalu setelah diuninstall tetep menimbulkan keributan internal : gw ga bisa set up wireless dari laptop gw buat share internet. HELPPPP! (pak yu norton.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Song of The Day : Nujabes - luv (sic) pt.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/16212108-3933025979894301634?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/3933025979894301634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=3933025979894301634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3933025979894301634'/><link 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warmth of a summer sun,&lt;br /&gt;   The calm of a quiet sea,&lt;br /&gt;   The generous soul of nature,&lt;br /&gt;   The comforting arm of night,&lt;br /&gt;   The wisdom of the ages,&lt;br /&gt;   The power of the eagle's flight,&lt;br /&gt;   The joy of a morning in spring,&lt;br /&gt;   The faith of a mustard seed,&lt;br /&gt;   The patience of eternity,&lt;br /&gt;   The depth of a family need,&lt;br /&gt;   Then The Creator combined these qualities,&lt;br /&gt;   When there was nothing more to add,&lt;br /&gt;   He knew His masterpiece was complete,&lt;br /&gt;   And so,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   He called it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2465/3987202663_4d84762db7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Song of The Day : Jamiroquai - Don't Give Hate A Chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-6675880636445060006?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/6675880636445060006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=6675880636445060006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/6675880636445060006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/6675880636445060006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/10/man.html' title='The Man'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2465/3987202663_4d84762db7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-3695236141419170589</id><published>2009-10-05T17:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T17:43:37.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>order made</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ORDER MADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;RADWIMPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th style="text-align: left;"&gt;Original / Romaji Lyrics&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th style="text-align: left;"&gt;English Translation&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="romaji" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kitto boku wa tazuneraretan darou&lt;br /&gt;Umareru mae dokoka no dareka ni&lt;br /&gt;"Mirai to kako dochira ka hitotsu wo&lt;br /&gt;Mireru you ni shite ageru kara sa&lt;br /&gt;Docchi ga ii?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sure I was probably asked&lt;br /&gt;before I was born, by someone from somewhere&lt;br /&gt;"I will make it so you can see&lt;br /&gt;either the past or the future, so&lt;br /&gt;which do you want?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="romaji" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Soshite boku wa kako wo erandan darou&lt;br /&gt;Tsuyoi hito yori yasashii hito ni&lt;br /&gt;Nareru you ni naremasu you ni to&lt;br /&gt;"Omoide"tte nandaka wakaru you ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And then, I probably chose the past&lt;br /&gt;So that I can become, so I may become&lt;br /&gt;a kind person rather than a strong person&lt;br /&gt;So that I understand what "memories" are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="romaji" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tsuzukete dareka san wa boku ni iu&lt;br /&gt;"Ude mo ashi mo kuchi mo mimi mo me mo&lt;br /&gt;Shinzou mo oppai mo hana no ana mo&lt;br /&gt;Futatsu zutsu tsukete ageru kara ne&lt;br /&gt;Ii deshou?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Continuing, That Somebody said to me&lt;br /&gt;"arms, legs, mouths, ears, eyes,&lt;br /&gt;hearts, breasts, and the holes in your nose,&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you two of each, so&lt;br /&gt;isn't that great?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="romaji" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dakedo boku wa onegai shitanda yo&lt;br /&gt;"Kuchi wa hitotsu dake de ii desu" to&lt;br /&gt;Boku ga hitori de kenka shinai you ni&lt;br /&gt;Hitori to dake kisu ga dekiru you ni &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I asked a favor&lt;br /&gt;"I'm fine with just one mouth" I said&lt;br /&gt;So that I don't fight with myself&lt;br /&gt;So that I can only kiss one person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="romaji" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wasuretai demo wasurenai&lt;br /&gt;Konna omoi wo nanto yobu no kai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This kind of feeling that I want to forget, but can't&lt;br /&gt;What do you call it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="romaji" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sukoshi fukigen na kao no sono hito wa&lt;br /&gt;Mata shikatanaku hanashi hajimeta&lt;br /&gt;"Ichiban daiji na shinzou wa sa&lt;br /&gt;Ryou mune ni tsukete ageru kara ne&lt;br /&gt;Ii deshou?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That person with a slightly displeased face&lt;br /&gt;He began to speak again, cuz he had to&lt;br /&gt;"The heart, which is most important&lt;br /&gt;I'll put one in each side of your chest, so&lt;br /&gt;isn't that great?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="romaji" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Matamata boku wa onegai shitanda&lt;br /&gt;"Osoreirimasu ga kono boku ni wa&lt;br /&gt;Migigawa no shinzou wa irimasen&lt;br /&gt;Wagamama bakari itte suimasen"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yet again I asked a favor&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but as for me&lt;br /&gt;I don't need the heart on my right side&lt;br /&gt;sorry for always saying selfish things"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="romaji" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Boku ni taisetsu na hito ga dekite&lt;br /&gt;Sono ko dakishimeru toki hajimete&lt;br /&gt;Futatsu no kodou ga chanto mune no&lt;br /&gt;Ryougawa de naru no ga wakaru you ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That is so that when I meet an important person&lt;br /&gt;And I hold her&lt;br /&gt;I will understand for the first time&lt;br /&gt;That our two beats sound on both sides of our chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="romaji" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hidari wa boku no de migi wa kimi no&lt;br /&gt;Hidari wa kimi no de migi wa boku no&lt;br /&gt;Hitori ja dokoka kaketeru you ni&lt;br /&gt;Hitori de nado ikite kanai you ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The left is mine, and the right is yours&lt;br /&gt;The left is yours, and the right is mine&lt;br /&gt;So that when I am alone, there is something missing&lt;br /&gt;So that I do not live on alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="romaji" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wasuretai demo wasurenai&lt;br /&gt;Konna omoi wo nanto yobu no kai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This kind of feeling that I want to forget, but can't&lt;br /&gt;What do you call it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="romaji" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mune ga sawagashii demo natsukashii&lt;br /&gt;Konna omoi wo nanto yobu no kai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My chest is a flutter, but this kind of feeling&lt;br /&gt;that is so nostalgic, what do you call it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="romaji" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Sou ieba saigo ni mou hitotsu dake&lt;br /&gt;'Namida' mo opushon de tsukeyou ka&lt;br /&gt;Nakute mo zenzen  shishou wa nai kedo&lt;br /&gt;Mendou dakaratte tsukenai hito mo iru yo&lt;br /&gt;Dou suru?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"By the way, There's just one more thing&lt;br /&gt;should I add "tears" as an option?&lt;br /&gt;Even without it, there is no impediment, but&lt;br /&gt;some people don't add it, because it's a pain.&lt;br /&gt;What will you do?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="romaji" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Soshite boku wa onegai shitanda yo&lt;br /&gt;Tsuyoi hito yori yasashii hito ni&lt;br /&gt;Nareru you ni naremasu you ni to&lt;br /&gt;"Taisetsu"tte nandaka wakaru you ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And then, I asked a for it&lt;br /&gt;So that I can become, so I may become&lt;br /&gt;a kind person rather than a strong person&lt;br /&gt;So that I understand what "importance" is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="romaji" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Jaa chinamini namida no ashi dakedo mo&lt;br /&gt;Kimi no suki na ashi wo erande yo&lt;br /&gt;Suppaku shitari shouppaku shitari&lt;br /&gt;Karaku shitari amaku shitari&lt;br /&gt;Doredemo suki na no wo erande yo&lt;br /&gt;Dore ga ii?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"So, by the way, as for the flavor of the tears&lt;br /&gt;choose a flavor you like&lt;br /&gt;They're sour, salty,&lt;br /&gt;hot, sweet,&lt;br /&gt;choose any one you like&lt;br /&gt;Which one do you want?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="romaji" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Nozomidoori subete ga&lt;br /&gt;Kanaerarete iru deshou?&lt;br /&gt;Dakara namida ni kureru&lt;br /&gt;Sono kao wo chanto misete yo&lt;br /&gt;Saa hokorashige ni misete yo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Has everything been granted&lt;br /&gt;the way you hoped?&lt;br /&gt;So show me your face&lt;br /&gt;that is always crying&lt;br /&gt;well, show me proudly"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="romaji" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Honto ni arigatou gozaimashita&lt;br /&gt;Iroiro to otekazu wo kakemashita&lt;br /&gt;Saigo ni hitotsu dake ii desu ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Thank you very much&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to have troubled you with so much&lt;br /&gt;May I ask just one last thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="romaji" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dokka de oai shita koto arimasu ka?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="translation" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have we met somewhere before?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3131/2872919633_ff7f8ba334.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;one mouth is enough, so i can kiss only one person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really special thanks for that someone who introduced me to RADWIMPS. They have amazing lyrics in a rather unorthodox J-Rock style. What I know is, my ears love 'em, and so do I. This particular song, for example, tells a story of a man who encounters Mr Someone (referring to GOD in the story) in the process of creating that man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man politely refuses when he was to be given two mouths, since most of his limbs come in pairs and "they are beautiful". &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The man, nevertheless, prefers one mouth instead, so he wouldn't argue with himself, and so that he can kiss only one person, the one he loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, when Mr Someone wants to give him two hearts, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;he asked for one instead&lt;/span&gt;, so when he is with the one he loves only, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the two hearts become one&lt;/span&gt;, and so that he would not survive living alone, without his love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is truly a love story told in such a manner it requires us to think, and yet it can be so immensely touching (although numerous people shown the MV were more interested in the sandwich metaphor. Like Jordi.) Visual metaphors are extensively used here, such as sandwich for the limbs, and how the Mr Someone is represented by a small kid remains engaging everytime I watch the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are interested, you can watch the english subtitled MV &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nda3VIp_1O0&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Do watch, it's awesome! (albeit the rather distracting dance movements of the band members in some parts of the video)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, have you got your order made?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Song of The Day : RADWIMPS - Oshaka Shama 「おしゃかしゃま」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-3695236141419170589?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/3695236141419170589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=3695236141419170589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3695236141419170589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3695236141419170589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/10/order-made.html' title='order made'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3131/2872919633_ff7f8ba334_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-8933930613144930494</id><published>2009-10-04T00:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T01:16:22.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moonkeik</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3524/3976832881_ebf45c07b2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;like a lantern, it burns out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and flies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;flies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;to the starry skies above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew! i feel old, old old.&lt;br /&gt;old like, my back hurt when i bent down.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to sentosa this morning. Hari, Andika, Chandra and Fani! 5 of us, the morning squad. Looking forward for the bright sun, the searing rays and the smell of the sea but was ultimately disappointed since the sky kept dark the whole day. resulted in my being lazy and sluggish, what with the haze and the super humid air with no sun. Blargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was still fun! I kinda missed going out like that, been too much occupied with school stuffs. NAFA ain't easy, kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on another note, I can't wait for term to end soon. I wish I get the internship where I want it to be. And then when my comrades are freed from exams and the bulls, we can hang out again! Especially some people whom I really havent seen for, like, decades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, tired now. Rewatch a random episode of How I Met Your Mother and then away to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Song of The Day : Gareth Brooks - If Tomorrow Never Comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-8933930613144930494?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/8933930613144930494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=8933930613144930494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/8933930613144930494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/8933930613144930494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/10/like-lantern-it-burns-out-and-flies.html' title='moonkeik'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3524/3976832881_ebf45c07b2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-3458513324717305532</id><published>2009-09-25T10:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T10:37:55.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile</title><content type='html'>To be content--celebrating one's smile without even an ounce of burden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of another's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not something a simpleton like me could comprehend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The abstruseness is nonsensical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the one thread I can hang on to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And trust me when I mutter this under the palms of God, dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean it, with all confidence a poised Man can ever buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What the fuck?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I declare now that I believe a designer doesn't have a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-3458513324717305532?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/3458513324717305532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=3458513324717305532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3458513324717305532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3458513324717305532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/09/smile.html' title='smile'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-2745514690676429652</id><published>2009-09-09T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T02:56:55.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>really</title><content type='html'>i was thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it wasn't your smile that made my day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img41.imageshack.us/img41/5384/30995935076f852d38731.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frak. Been abandoning my homework. Frak. This semester sucks. Frak.&lt;br /&gt;And Rizky's been out of the orbit since college starts. Or..since whatever other thing starts?&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, the old band members are still in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;In my body, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;where the shame gland should be, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;there is a second awesome gland.&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/16212108-2745514690676429652?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/2745514690676429652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=2745514690676429652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/2745514690676429652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/2745514690676429652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/09/really.html' title='really'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-1280114131561579844</id><published>2009-09-06T05:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T05:51:08.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mau kacang?</title><content type='html'>ASEAN Dance akhirnya berakhir! What a day. Sangat fun dan seru, asik ketemu orang-orang yang sudah begitu lama tidak bertemu. Wajah-wajah familiar yang dikarenakan kesibukan masing-masing pihak, jadi tidak begitu familiar lagi. Menyedihkan sekali ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tadi, sahabat baik saya, Ariston, setelah menyusun evil plan buat ngasi surprise flower ke another sahabat saya, yang incidentally adalah sekaligus pacarnya Ariston, Jebay, akhirnya beli bucket bunga overpriced yang dijual di dekat pintu depan ballroom tempat ASEAN Dance barusan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan bunga disembunyikan di punggung, Aton bersiap masuk ke ballroom, sekitar 20 meter jaraknya dari tempat saya, Jebay, Hari dan Dhea sedang berada, kongkow-kongkow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentu saja demi kelancaran acara, Hari dan saya berusaha menyisihkan Jebay sendiri, untuk menerima bunga dari Aton dengan romantis, dan untuk itu, Dhea yang lagi berdiri di sebelahnya tentu perlu kami jauhkan dari Jebay! Hahaha, jadi, dengan susah payah si Hari yang berdiri dekat Dhea, berusaha mengalihkan perhatian Dhea dari Jebay, dan kira-kira ini conversation yang took place :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;H : "Dhea ngomong sama gw yuk, si Aton mau ngobrol sama Jebay." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[dengan cepat-cepat]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;D : "Hah?" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[dengan blur, biasa]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;H : "Udah sini aja cepet."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;D : "Apaan sih?" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[masih blur, ga sadar dia sedang berusaha dijauhkan dari Jebay]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;H : "Lu mau kacang?" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[random, apapun asal Dhea menjauh dari Jebay]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;D : "Hah, apa sih? Ga mau ah! Itu pick-up line ya?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epic win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kata-kata yang keluar dari mulut Hari dengan polos itu, diasosiasikan dengan polos juga oleh Dhea sebagai sesuatu yang ada hubungannya dengan pickup line! Sebegitu hebatkah reputasi Hari sebagai picker-up? 120&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat yang ga yakin tau Hari yang mana yang daritadi gw omongin ini, silakan mampir ke blognya di &lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/"&gt;sini&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. Oh, atau mungkin &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/08/pick-up.html"&gt;&lt;u&gt;post yang ini&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, biar lebih relevan sama topik yang gw omongin. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to topic, akhirnya Aton berhasil kasih bunganya ke Jebay, dan responnya sangat cute! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img142.imageshack.us/img142/7416/dsc1097z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will you merry me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's 5 in the morning now. Time to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Nite y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One out of 582&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Song of the Day : John Legend - Save Room&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/16212108-1280114131561579844?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/1280114131561579844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=1280114131561579844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/1280114131561579844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/1280114131561579844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/09/mau-kacang.html' title='mau kacang?'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-1552893390281504021</id><published>2009-09-02T01:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T05:43:05.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teacher's day</title><content type='html'>my second time getting a teacher's day card! Yes--not &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;making &lt;/span&gt;one, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;getting &lt;/span&gt;one.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda awesome, but at the same time, i feel darned old. Suchness of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, the best teachers I ever had were none other but my parents, still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2619/3878891232_d743eb7e40.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my--I'm proud to say--Dad, with my sister's little princess, Aryana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's getting tougher. Interminable flow of projects is really eating my brain cells up. In fact, I am facing (and ignoring) one right one in front of my, under my wrists. Frak it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="song_title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All You Need Is &lt;s style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Love&lt;/s&gt; Sleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div class="song_author_vocal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Author: John Lennon; Lead vocal: John Lennon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;As Edited by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sleep, Sleep, Sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sleep, Sleep, Sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sleep, Sleep, Sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;There's nothing you can do that can't be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Nothing you can sing that can't be sung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;It's easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Nothing you can make that can't be made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;No one you can save that can't be saved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;It's easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;All you need is sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;All you need is sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;All you need is sleep, sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sleep is all you need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Nothing you can know that isn't known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Nothing you can see that isn't shown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;It's easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;All you need is sleep (Paul: All together, now!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;All you need is sleep. (Everybody!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;All you need is sleep, sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sleep is all you need (sleep is all you need).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Yee-hai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Oh yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yeah. I'm desperate for some holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Song of The Day : Straight No Chaser - Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/16212108-1552893390281504021?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/1552893390281504021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=1552893390281504021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/1552893390281504021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/1552893390281504021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/09/teachers-day.html' title='teacher&apos;s day'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2619/3878891232_d743eb7e40_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-8493665195496730421</id><published>2009-08-24T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T00:03:01.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reaching</title><content type='html'>been sick and down for a few weeks. feels damn crappy here. and mood-swing too. weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm thinking of you, but i'm pretty sure you don't know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause, it's like trying to pick the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the brightest is always the furthest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;among the skies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-8493665195496730421?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/8493665195496730421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=8493665195496730421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/8493665195496730421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/8493665195496730421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/08/reaching.html' title='reaching'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-5191906019700638977</id><published>2009-08-04T22:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T03:36:44.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>due when?</title><content type='html'>been coughing for 2 weeks now! But nothing like bad sore throat or anything. Just coughs. What's happening here? Kalo minggu depan gw masih batuk-batuk, harus ke dokter deh kayaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beberapa hari ini lumayan seneng rasanya, padahal jadwal semakin sibuk dari hari ke hari. Apalagi tugas-tugas kuliah. Emang anak desain harus bermental baja berperut beton (jadwal makan yang semakin ga teratur)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak banget hal yang gw utangin ke diri gw sendiri rasanya. Potong rambut, yang paling simpel. Belom juga terlaksana. Memperbaiki hal yang belom sempurna. Tendency to fix things. Just not ALL things. WTF people. Wear The Facade, sometimes it's simply a necessary survival tool in our life. Menjilat ludah sendiri. Abstractions. Fractions. Sections. Four colour theorem. Mom's home-cooking. Schrodinger's cat. Mie keriting siantar. Wave particle duality. Dimensi kesepuluh. Serotonin rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru kelarin salah satu assignment. Dan masih banyak banget menanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess it's time to rest now, since you're not there anymore, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2484/3788183591_d1cbeb3ff6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;If I could tear you from the ceiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; And guarantee source divine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Rid you of possessions fleeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Remain your funny valentine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;If I could tear you from the ceiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; I know the best have tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; I'd fill your every breath with meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; And find the place we both could hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;If I could tear you from the ceiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; I’d freeze us both in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; And find a brand new way of seeing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Your eyes forever glued to mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Don’t go and leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; And please don’t drive me blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I know you’re broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I hate emo. I don't do emo. This is called half piece of mind, half of heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Song of The Day : Lostprophets - We Are Godzilla, You Are Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-5191906019700638977?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/5191906019700638977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=5191906019700638977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/5191906019700638977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/5191906019700638977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/08/been-coughing-for-2-weeks-now-but.html' title='due when?'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2484/3788183591_d1cbeb3ff6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-4334869595684942108</id><published>2009-08-03T19:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:56:15.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a nap</title><content type='html'>So, when dream becomes so ridiculously vivid, can it be real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, what gibberish am I saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that 1-hour sleep sufficed my rest portion for today. And the dream. It's bugging the hell out of me! It can be awfully cute if that really happens though. Someday? Maybe. But then again, unlikely. It just is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;120, I think some cables went loose in my head this afternoon. Not until I actually speak to a wall, but, yeah, you get my drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! William and Sheyla went over to do that dreaded project work. Sigh. I call that absolut waste of time. And then kwan would reply "Absolut lee". (she really did) And now I still have tons of homework to do, yet this Super Robot Wars Alpha Gaiden keeps asking me to play it through. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The WahChee dinner was terribly fun, still too bad Chandra couldn't eat the Black Pepper Pork Ribs. It's awesome chan. You'll never regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreading for something, does it feel better than actually having it? Something everyone has to ask themselves, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Song of The Day : MINMI - Shiki No Uta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-4334869595684942108?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/4334869595684942108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=4334869595684942108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4334869595684942108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4334869595684942108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/08/nap.html' title='a nap'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-3867919459222529221</id><published>2009-08-03T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:37:10.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3552/3781727648_b9639a45a9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good nite everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to you, ganbatte! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-3867919459222529221?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/3867919459222529221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=3867919459222529221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3867919459222529221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3867919459222529221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/08/sleep.html' title='sleep'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3552/3781727648_b9639a45a9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-7467139294143122130</id><published>2009-08-02T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T16:07:45.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>01101000 01101001</title><content type='html'>01101000 01100101 01101100 01101100 01101111 00101110 00100000 01100011 01101111 01101110 01100111 01110010 01100001 01110100 01110101 01101100 01100001 01110100 01101001 01101111 01101110 01110011 00100000 01100110 01101111 01110010 00100000 01110010 01100101 01100001 01100100 01101001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01110100 01101000 01101001 01110011 00100000 01100011 01101111 01100100 01100101 00100001 00100000 01000010 01010100 01010111 00101100 00100000 01110011 01101000 01100101 00100000 01101100 01101111 01101111 01101011 01110011 00100000 01110011 01101111 00100000 01110000 01110010 01100101 01110100 01110100 01111001 00100000 01110100 01101111 01100100 01100001 01111001 00101110&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ binary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-7467139294143122130?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/7467139294143122130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=7467139294143122130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7467139294143122130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7467139294143122130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/08/01101000-01101001.html' title='01101000 01101001'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-7455485760927126177</id><published>2009-08-02T13:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T13:32:36.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>愛</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3595/3778210263_f3d2a8d180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rex returned to Singapore yesterday. He'd been staying in Japan for 5 months under student exchange programme in NUS. How nice of him to remember getting me some small souvenirs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he got me tiny japanese snack (which none of us both know the name in japanese), that is wrapped in plastic like candy, and had human drawing on it! It's super kawaii! He gave me one, and I asked for one more, so I could get a couple. I know, I'm a selfish greedy bastard for kawaii stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the photo above. How can I possibly eat them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, what a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Like an angel descended from rooftops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Inside the holy temple I sinned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Song of The Day : Il Divo - Unbreak My Heart (Regresa A Mi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-7455485760927126177?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/7455485760927126177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=7455485760927126177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7455485760927126177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7455485760927126177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='愛'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3595/3778210263_f3d2a8d180_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-1791461765572089086</id><published>2009-08-01T04:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T13:39:36.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="postbody signature"&gt;Now that lol has become useless chat fodder we shall now turn lol into something much more leeter than usual.&lt;br /&gt;We'll take lol! and turn it into normal leet -&gt; 101!&lt;br /&gt;101 in binary = 5 in Decimal which then becomes 5!&lt;br /&gt;The factorial of (5!) is 120.&lt;br /&gt;120 is the new lol. Get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;120&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/16212108-1791461765572089086?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/1791461765572089086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=1791461765572089086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/1791461765572089086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/1791461765572089086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/08/lol.html' title='LOL!'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-1122696670185453843</id><published>2009-07-22T01:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T01:58:28.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>presents</title><content type='html'>stories to tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but am i exhausted today :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update tomorrow! promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new toy :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Nikon 70-200mm f/2.8G VR IF ED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3528/3742806799_f8bfbcfc2e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some sample shots to boast its prowess even at the widest aperture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/DSC_0044-as-Smart-Object-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/Untitled-1-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a happy boy alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-1122696670185453843?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/1122696670185453843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=1122696670185453843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/1122696670185453843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/1122696670185453843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/07/presents.html' title='presents'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3528/3742806799_f8bfbcfc2e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-7047610497790091210</id><published>2009-07-18T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T03:07:25.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bonderful wirthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Today i legally turned 20!&lt;/span&gt; thanks to a few hundred people who congratulated me thru phone/sms/facebook/face-to-face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acara ulang tahun yang gokil diakhiri dengan makan malam di &lt;a href="http://rwangsa.blogspot.com/2004/06/review-kiyadon.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Kiyadon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, taman anggrek. Japanese food fiesta! Gila-gilaan deh. 20 orang total, mencakup keluarga besar gw ditambah beberapa temen deket, bikin celana yang tadinya longgar jadi sampe sempit banget. Udah ga inget lagi gw makan apa aja deh. sinting. Totalnya abis hampir 2 juta deh.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; (untung yang bayarin bukan gw)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[FOTO MENYUSUL DIKARENAKAN KONEKSI INTERNET INDONESIA YANG AJIB-AJIB]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, jadi begini ya rasanya umur 20? physically, nothing really special. gw expect &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;bangun pagi-pagi terus tulang berasa ngilu dan rambut membotak sedikit serta bulu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ketek&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; kaki bertambah lebat.&lt;/span&gt; lebay bangay. alhasil ga ada yang terbukti terjadi kok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuman rasanya ada yang spesial itu..kalo gw ngeliat, sekarang kepala dua, selama 19 tahun sebelomnya apa aja sih yang udah gw lewatin? Hmm.. banyak juga kejadian-kejadian dan kisah-kisah yang bisa dibilang jadi pelajaran dalam hidup gw ini, sekaligus ngerubah diri gw baik dalam cara berpikir ataopun mindset gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Abraham Lincoln&lt;/span&gt; once said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang penting itu bukannya itungan tahun buat nentuin berapa dewasanya kita, yang penting itu seberapa banyak kita bener-bener "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;menghidupi&lt;/span&gt;" hidup kita ini. Dan kalo ditelusurin, gw merasa lumayan sukses buat ukuran cowo seumuran 20 tahun ini. Hidup gw selama 5 tahun sebagai pelajar asing bekas scholar di Singapura itu bisa dibilang sebagai U-turn yang bener-bener jadi titik pacu perubahan-perubahan terbesar dalam hidup gw [kira-kira]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hidup lepas dari orang tua.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Belajar nahan emosi.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Temen-temen baru, not to mention some of my best &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever &lt;/span&gt;friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Managing my own life, my own properties, my own money.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cari tau cita-cita gw dan usaha buat ngejar cita-cita itu.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; [Menurut gw bagian tersulit dalam part 'cita-cita' ini bukan ngejarnya, tapi justru buat tau dan yakin dulu, APA sebenernya cita-cita kita itu.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Belajar banyak hal tentang hubungan pria dan wanita. (jangan mikir jorok loe.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mengerti kalo di dunia ini ga ada yang namanya pure evil atau pure good. Semuanya ada dua sisi, cuman mungkin salah satunya lebih dominan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sadar kalo Singapura ga se'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;indah&lt;/span&gt;' yang orang-orang luar negeri liat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, berdasarkan pengalaman pribadi, setelah gw membandingkan diri sama temen-temen yang nggak pernah ngerasain berdiri sendiri di negeri orang lain, bener-bener harus bahu-membahu sama rekan-rekan seperjuangan, ada perbedaan yang mencolok : ya itu, cara pikir. Bukannya mau sok tau, tapi di mata gw udah terlalu sering mereka terlihat sangat kurang dewasa. Pengecualian tapi buat beberapa temen yang udah pernah ngadepin jurang kehidupan dan ngerasain beban mental (misalnya yang ada kehilangan ortu, atau masalah besar lainnya yang ga seharusnya mereka alamin pada usia itu), mungkin hal-hal itu yang jadi U-turn mereka, dalam kasus masing-masing. It's true that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh lagi. Jarang-jarang rasanya gw bener-bener ngehabisin beberapa menit waktu gw buat mikir kaya gini, tanpa joke-joke ala Julian yang segar dan mengocok..perut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sah-sah aja kan kalo &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dengan ini saya menyatakan dengan penuh keyakinan bahwa sekali lagi, saya beranjak semakin dewasa.&lt;/span&gt; Usia 20, heh. My Coming of Age Day :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Each year on the second Monday in January, people in Japan celebrate Seijin-no-hi. In English, that means Coming of Age Day. Special events are held on that day for young people who reached age 20 during the previous year. At age 20, young people in Japan are thought to be adults. Young men wear suits on Seijin-no-hi, and women wear ornate kimonos called furisodes. In Japan, 20-year-olds have many rights, including the right to vote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I get my condoms, please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Song of The Day : The Inkspots - The Best Things In Life&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/16212108-7047610497790091210?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/7047610497790091210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=7047610497790091210&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7047610497790091210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7047610497790091210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/07/bonderful-wirthday.html' title='bonderful wirthday'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-2767946314461406206</id><published>2009-07-13T19:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T01:49:51.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seafood di jimbaran...</title><content type='html'>...itu ternyata bener seperti yang gw sering denger dari dulu. Di trip ke Bali kemaren ini, kami ber-6 (gerombolan siberat) akhirnya sempet mampir ke &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jimbaran"&gt;jimbaran &lt;/a&gt;dan nyicipin seafood legendaris ini, yang katanya nomer satu di indonesia. Lebih tepatnya restoran &lt;a href="http://www.sendokgarpu.com/dining/info/jimbaran/bali/menega-cafe/1754/"&gt;Menega&lt;/a&gt;, yang ada di tengah-tengah rentetan restoran di daerah Jimbaran sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk acara makan malam itu kami pesen 2 ikan ekor kuning (kalo ga salah) yang gede-gede, Kerang Kepah segede kepalan anak bayi, kami pesen 3 porsi buat 5 orang, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;dan 1 porsi buat gw sendirian&lt;/span&gt;. Maklum, gw maniak kerang. Terus kami pesen udang galah ukuran sedang, sama cumi goreng tepung dan cumi bakar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua masakannya kecuali cumi goreng tepung, cuma punya satu cara masak: dibakar. Sedangkan khusus untuk kerang nya, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;mereka bilang dibakar dengan 'bumbu khusus'&lt;/span&gt;. Yah jelas penasaran gw. Dan ternyata emang menu kerang bakar ini merupakan salah satu legenda-nya Jimbaran yang bikin orang ketagihan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayurnya cuman ada plecing kangkung tanpa variasi. Tapi begitu-begitu kangkung yang dipakai juga beda banget sama kangkung yang biasa ada di Jakarta : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;lebih besar, lebih basah, dan lebih nikmat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makannya sendiri di sisi pantai, lengkap dengan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;lantai yang berupa pasir putih (kering)&lt;/span&gt; dan hembusan angin laut yang bersahabat. Suasananya spektakuler dengan temaram lampu minyak di meja-meja, tanpa penerangan ambient yang kuat. Di kejauhan bisa kita amati kilapan lampu-lampu dari area resort Four Seasons, plus perumahan rakyat disekelilingnya. Di sisi lain, Airport Ngurah Rai dengan pesawat terbang yang mendarat dari waktu ke waktu. Romantis, tapi sayangnya &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;company gw SANGAT tidak mendukung ambience yang otherwise bakal perfect banget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesuai kata orang-orang, makanan laut di Jimbaran, di &lt;a href="http://www.sendokgarpu.com/dining/info/jimbaran/bali/menega-cafe/1754/"&gt;Menega&lt;/a&gt;, lebih spesifiknya, itu emang deh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;murah&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yoi, lumayan buat kualitasnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;fresh&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bukan maen. gw malah curiga dimasaknya idup-idup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;enak&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bukan maen lagi. indomie mah ga nandingin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi yang ga sesuai cerita-cerita seputar jimbaran itu, seafoodnya :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;pake topping pasir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ternyata emang pasir itu ya, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;mirip kacang disko&lt;/span&gt;. coba aja, uda garing-garing, kalo digigit kremas kremes, terus asin-asin gitu! sebenernya asik juga sih. masalahnya : gw lagi ga ada niat caritau rasanya pasir campur seafood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kejadiannya gini, di belakang putu itu meja yang isinya keliatan kaya sebuah keluarga bahagia yang biasa-biasa aja,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; dengan 2 orang anak kecil yang lagi main-main tongkat yang dikocok nyala&lt;/span&gt; (dijual di pinggiran pantai jimbaran dengan harga mahal. ngapain beli ya? padahal ada tongkat laen yang kalo dikocok..ah, off topic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anak-anak itu meng-swing-swing tongkat itu dengan titik tolak belakang pasir, dan alhasil menyebabkan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;pasir-pasir berhamburan ke arah putu&lt;/span&gt; dengan sukses. untung surface area putu &lt;s&gt;sangat amat&lt;/s&gt; lumayan besar jadi di beberapa kali pertama, pasir-pasir itu ga berhasil mencapai meja makan kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tapi sialnya, mereka semakin menjadi-jadi dan sekali lagi memainkan tongkat-tongkat mereka sampai cipratannya makin dashyat, dan kali ini mengenai meja makan kami! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bak hujan lokal, sajian laut di meja kami otomatis dapet top-up topping pasir. Mana kerang-kerang dan ikan bakar jatah si Agong masih sisa di meja pula. Sialnya, itu si mamak dari dua anak kurang ajar tadi keliatan banget &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;pura-pura ga tau&lt;/span&gt; apa yang terjadi. Padahal kami semeja uda mengeluarkan suara-suara groaning dan moaning kaya ikan paus sekarat. Tanpa malu-malu, gw teriakin aja,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Tante, tolong ya anaknya tuh main pasir kena makanan kami!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh kampret bin sompret, tuh tante malah pura-pura jadi turis / orang kampung berkelas dan dengan kualitas akting ala sinetron dia (seolah-olah) ngomelin anaknya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Children, that's not very nice, you know!"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Anak-anak, itu sangat ga baik, tau!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Now look, make people angry kan!"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Sekarang liat, bikin orang marah, kan!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"You not shower yet, also." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Kamu belum mandi, lagi.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obvious effort tante-tante itu dalam ngomong bahasa inggris jelas malah bikin kita bingung antara marah atao nahan ketawa. Gw curiga tuh tante mau ngasi kesan kalo mereka ngomongnya bahasa inggris sehingga kami jadi jiper. Yeah right. Kalo aja gw orang lokal Bali, pasti uda gw cacimaki hinadina di tempat itu saat itu juga. Yang jelas, suasana yang tadinya bahagia jadi keruh, dan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;kerang sama ikan yang uda kena pasir akhirnya dimakan juga sama putu. (maklumi aja)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, jadinya acara makan-makan di Jimbaran berakhir rada kacau deh. Untung clam saus padangnya &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;AJIB-AJIB BANGET&lt;/span&gt;. Kalo ngga bisa emosi jiwa gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moral of the story : kalo kurang asin, tambahin garam, jangan pasir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-2767946314461406206?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/2767946314461406206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=2767946314461406206&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/2767946314461406206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/2767946314461406206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/07/seafood-di-jimbaran.html' title='seafood di jimbaran...'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-315618885828591263</id><published>2009-07-05T03:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T05:01:16.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>budha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Bali is predominantly Hindu but has long had a connection with Buddhism and, following contact some 2,000 years ago with various Indian influences, is the last surviving Hindu-Buddhist civilisation in Indonesia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Inscriptions dated 9 AD have been found, which mention Tantric and Mahayana Buddhism. There are stone statues and references to Buddhist monks and monasteries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Some time between the 14th and 19th centuries, the Buddhist monasteries came to an end and eventually the various Hindu and Buddhist sects, whose beliefs were similar, merged into Bali-Hinduism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ahim, Steven, Agong and I&lt;/span&gt; thus started this journey to Bali: the seeking of Budha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a typo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budha, not Buddha, is by all means has nothing to do with the 3-paragraph story in the beginning of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Budha is this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img170.imageshack.us/img170/5718/62013887.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Bule Mudha, &lt;/span&gt;saudara-saudari!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Buta (Bule Tua)&lt;/span&gt; ataupun &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Bude (Bule Depok)&lt;/span&gt; tapi &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Budha (Bule Muda)&lt;/span&gt; yang tentunya sangat menarik hati siapapun yang masih waras, baik pria maupun wanita indonesia. Bukan, bukan maksudnya Bule umur 8 taun yang pas siang hari berkeliaran di pantai Kuta sambil minum susu, tapi Bule umur 18 taun yang pas siang hari berkeliaran di pantai Kuta sambil pamer &lt;s&gt;susu&lt;/s&gt; badan. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I wish it was true)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi saudara-saudara, pada tanggal 28 Juni kemarin kami berempat terbang ke Bali dan perjalanan legendaris yang mungkin ga akan pernah kami lupakan, dimulai : kami mau jalan-jalan, foto-foto, main-main, dan tentu saja, mencari Budha! (ini si Ahim doank kok yang terakhir sebenernya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitu banyak cerita-cerita pergi membunuh (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gokill&lt;/span&gt;) yang kalo ditaro dalam satu post, uda pasti postingan gw ga bisa selesai dibaca tanpa ngescroll mouse sampe telunjuk melepuh. Dengan karena itu gw mutusin buat ngepost perjalanan kami ke Bali satu-satu, mulai besok. Sekarang teh uda ngantuk pisan ini. Badan masih pegel habis &lt;s&gt;Budha hunting&lt;/s&gt; diving di tanjung Benoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hati masih rada enteng karena seseorang yang menghapus rasa bete di hari terakhir perjalanan dikarenakan money issue. Untung ada dia pas lageh onlen. Makasi ya &lt;u&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" href="http://www.dirty-makeup.blogspot.com/"&gt;mbak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality, denger-denger &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;mulai minggu depan quarantine policy uda ga diberlakukan, &lt;/span&gt;dengan kata lain gw ga jadi perlu majuin tiket balik ke singapur! Yes o yes mules mules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo ga ada halangan lagi, gw bakal sampe di Singapura tanggal &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;19 Juli 2009&lt;/span&gt; saudara-saudari, sehari setelah hari paling penting di Cengkareng, kelurahan Kapuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada yang mau jemput?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;How I wish I could hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; And tell you everything'll be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Song of the day : Bobby Darin - Beyond The Sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-315618885828591263?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/315618885828591263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=315618885828591263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/315618885828591263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/315618885828591263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/07/budha.html' title='budha'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-6025413653855728650</id><published>2009-06-23T01:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T12:05:22.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sepatah,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Kenapa kita pusing memikirkan kemarin dan besok? Apa yang telah terjadi, dan apa yang akan terjadi, semuanya terjadi. Tidak perlu dipikirkan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Yang penting: nikmatilah apapun yang kau punya hari ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Layaknya anak-anak.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mister-j/3651333360/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3393/3651333360_f391db890f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back from bandung! tired tired tired. but happy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna update the blog real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;miss you much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Song of The Day : Lobow - Kau Cantik Hari Ini    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-6025413653855728650?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/6025413653855728650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=6025413653855728650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/6025413653855728650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/6025413653855728650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/06/sepatah.html' title='sepatah,'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3393/3651333360_f391db890f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-4827607268629184306</id><published>2009-06-15T05:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T05:21:20.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;after the rain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3403/3626662760_d5a7294fa8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the wiping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flying to singapore the day after tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;a 3-day trip with nadia cilik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attending scholarship interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss her so much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but her who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Song of the day : The Offspring - Come Out and Play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-4827607268629184306?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/4827607268629184306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=4827607268629184306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4827607268629184306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4827607268629184306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-what.html' title='oh what?'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3403/3626662760_d5a7294fa8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-7455634546763160102</id><published>2009-06-05T02:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T04:15:22.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wild wide</title><content type='html'>i guess the blogging era came to an end for most of us, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this is my 15th days in Jakarta. Half a month. And so far I've done &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;. Yay! what an achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go out and shoot more, for god's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today finally i officially own a pure-bred wide-angle lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladies and gentlemen, i present to you :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;TOKINA 11-16 f/2.8 AT-X PRO DX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3327/3596151448_c3dd59b8b7_m.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3410/3595342373_a226024595_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3407/3596150048_806d7764a5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some test shots straight away &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(click thumbs for original size)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mister-j/3595340849/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3664/3595340849_9edd44174d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mister-j/3595339331/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3613/3595339331_b3c9551ca3_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;in my room @ 11mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mister-j/3596143930/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3396/3596143930_e2c632e51f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;and close up of my big botak brotha @ 11mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I see why &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" href="http://www.kenrockwell.com/tokina/11-16mm.htm"&gt;Ken Rockwell&lt;/a&gt; said that Tokina 11-16 is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;the best ultrawide zoom available for Nikon DX cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;On other note, I think I've made up a resolution to start updating this space more regularly from now onwards. Stay away, lazy devil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pickup line of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;B : Aren't you tired?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;G: No, why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;B: Cuz, you've been running in my mind all day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic never dies.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, cin! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PS: Jawaban kuis sebelumnya : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;TERIma kasih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Song of the day :  Sugar Ray - Shot Of Laughter&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/16212108-7455634546763160102?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/7455634546763160102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=7455634546763160102&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7455634546763160102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7455634546763160102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/06/wild-wide.html' title='wild wide'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3327/3596151448_c3dd59b8b7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-7724316372658292658</id><published>2009-05-25T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T01:18:51.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aduh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;TERI, TERI APA YANG SOPAN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to sleep :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-7724316372658292658?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/7724316372658292658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=7724316372658292658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7724316372658292658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7724316372658292658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/05/aduh.html' title='aduh'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-4245632403180409668</id><published>2009-05-14T02:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T02:53:48.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img205.imageshack.us/img205/4989/crocssgexposale2009.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayo anak2, mari kita SYOPPING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-4245632403180409668?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/4245632403180409668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=4245632403180409668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4245632403180409668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4245632403180409668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/05/buaya.html' title='buaya'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-3241168212943619315</id><published>2009-05-13T13:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T15:20:36.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why, you ask?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;“Many things--such as loving, going to sleep, or behaving unaffectedly--are done worst when we try hardest to do them.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;- C.S. Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the same apply when we make friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not trying hardest doesn't mean not trying, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to open your eyes wide until it hurts,&lt;br /&gt;because that is the only way to comprehend the thinking of Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behavior is what a man does, not what he thinks, feels, or believes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a reason, because we are from not the same planet as you,&lt;br /&gt;we are&lt;br /&gt;Martians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For us,&lt;br /&gt;value of comradeship is&lt;br /&gt;immensely&lt;br /&gt;ridiculously&lt;br /&gt;illogically&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;immeasurable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3571/3525990840_40b8078c0c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Think again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before you rethink.&lt;br /&gt;Because honesty is a virtue,&lt;br /&gt;only not always upright&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/16212108-3241168212943619315?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/3241168212943619315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=3241168212943619315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3241168212943619315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3241168212943619315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-you-ask.html' title='why, you ask?'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3571/3525990840_40b8078c0c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-3925542783200453169</id><published>2009-05-12T18:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:54:59.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ayam?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mister-j/3523520490/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3551/3523520490_d332873b9a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;dhea says (6:40 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;itu ayam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;void.inside! says (6:40 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;itu namanya burung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;dhea says (6:40 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;burung aja bimbo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;dhea says (6:41 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;kalah gw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;dhea says (6:41 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a tribute to &lt;a href="http://frail-fidelity.blogspot.com/"&gt;dhea&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://agaph3.tabulas.com/"&gt;mr pras.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PGP sih, ayam aja masuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keluar-keluar lecet.&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/16212108-3925542783200453169?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/3925542783200453169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=3925542783200453169&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-16212108.post-1225403947877299697</id><published>2009-05-12T05:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T05:09:47.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>epic battle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mister-j/3523352622/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3339/3523352622_67263d480e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garuda vs phoenix.&lt;br /&gt;who'd win?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-1225403947877299697?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/1225403947877299697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-896996476542928942</id><published>2009-05-09T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T03:31:14.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3305/3512834831_d209d72971.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't feel bad&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/16212108-896996476542928942?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/896996476542928942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=896996476542928942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/896996476542928942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/896996476542928942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/05/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3305/3512834831_d209d72971_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-481453113996245505</id><published>2009-05-08T05:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T05:47:30.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>powah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="576" height="432" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/103531188781" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/103531188781" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="576" height="432"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't believe i spent ridiculously long hours raping after effects instead of harassing my last remnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;influenza H1N4?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: yes, that is light saber. created in after effects.&lt;div 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title='powah!'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-3894332798078886151</id><published>2009-05-06T20:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:04:28.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to my brain</title><content type='html'>I've read a post by Stifen about &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=96869963427&amp;amp;ref=nf"&gt;a conversation between a student and a teacher&lt;/a&gt;. About God. Yep, maybe you've heard it, maybe you haven't. Anyways, for the i-forgot-how-many-times-I-have-seen-this-story-again-and-again, again I see that there's a conclusion down there :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"The student was ALBERT EINSTEIN."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guys, sorry to disappoint you. It ain't true.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ariston, Rizky and Andreas&lt;/span&gt; might just love the next part. So, here goes nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That "conversation between a student and a professor" is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;fictional &lt;/span&gt;story that’s been attributed to any number of people including Albert Einstein, but has no basis in reality. It’s also a very flawed argument that’s only really impressive to the scientifically illiterate (not that I'm really good at it, though, but, hey, I've done my homework). It’s kind of sad to see it making the rounds once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s start with the most obvious problem with this entire argument: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The Christian God is supposedly omnipresent&lt;/span&gt; therefore if God is literally everywhere how can there be the absence of God anywhere? This is a fatal flaw to the Absence of God = Evil argument. Additionally there’s the problem with the simple fact that many believers commit acts of evil in spite of their belief in God and often because of their belief in God. This would also be an obstacle for the evil = absence of God argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly it relies on conflating two different meanings of the word &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt;. Namely the faith required for something that’s pretty well established—the fact that the professor does have a brain—versus the faith required for something with absolutely no evidence—the existence of God. In the former there are any number of ways to prove the existence of the professor’s brain, some of which would be extreme but definitive (open his skull and look), but a simple cat scan should suffice for most people. The existence of brains is so well established, in fact, that most Christians wouldn’t be stupid enough to question that reality in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In comparison you’d first have to nail down exactly what you mean by the word “God”, because even among believers of the same religion there’s often a difference on opinion about the nature of God, before you could even begin to try and establish whether or not it would be possible to determine if he exists. Clearly the type of faith it would take to believe in such a being is miles beyond the faith it takes to accept our lowly professor as having a brain without resorting to cracking his head open to check, though that would at least be possible if it had to come to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular version managed to work in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;anti-evolution&lt;/span&gt; angle as well though that too is a flawed and incorrect argument. Evolution has been observed in both simple lab experiments and by studying fossils from antiquity. That is an entire argument unto itself, however, and more complex than any section in this post, and more vexing than my brain can handle at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore the definitions for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;heat/cold and light/dark&lt;/span&gt; demonstrate that the author of this fiction has only a limited understanding of the concepts he’s writing about. The whole paragraph where the student explains the concept of heat is wrong, but most people aren’t scientifically literate enough to grasp that fact. They just see a lot of scientific words and their eyes glaze over and they think something really intelligent was said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author contends that “heat is what makes a body or matter have or transmit energy” and that is flat out wrong as heat is actually the transfer of energy caused by a temperature difference. (Hang in there, guys, I like this part.) If two systems are not in thermal equilibrium with each other then heat transfer will occur with the flow going from the higher temperature system to the lower temperature system until thermal equilibrium is obtained. Or, in other words, if one system is hot and the other one is cold then heat will transfer from one to the other until they are the same temperature. The statement that we can have “super-heat, mega-heat, unlimited heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat” is just nonsense. The author is conflating the word “heat” with the word “hot” the latter of which is, like “cold”, a relative term describing the temperature of an object in relation to something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So too the author goes on to demonstrate only a partial understanding of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;light and dark&lt;/span&gt;. He starts by conflating the scientific definition of light, which includes the entire electromagnetic spectrum, with what is known as “visible light.” I think I've learnt this when I was sec 3? Anyways, what we refer to as dark is actually just a low level of visible light, but not the absence of light as is claimed in the text. Even in the total absence of visible light all objects will continue to give off infrared and gamma radiation due to heat transfer and as such there is no absence of light at all even though you can’t see. A simple pair of infrared goggles is all it takes to see in the darkest of environments (&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://callofduty.wikia.com/wiki/Night_vision_goggles"&gt;play Call of Duty please&lt;/a&gt;). In order to remove all light you’d have to remove all energy (absolute zero) which isn’t possible to do outside of the realm of theoretical mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the answers to the questions at the end of this missive end up as follows: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;, you could make night “darker” by blocking out more and more of the electromagnetic spectrum. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;, you can’t make something colder than absolute zero because that’s the point when a system has no energy. For that matter it’s not possible to reach absolute zero either, though you can get close and matter starts to do some funky stuff at those temperatures. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;, you can feel, taste, see, hear, and smell your brain if you really wanted to, but some of those would be messy and probably leave you damaged in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, I probably need to ensure you (and myself) that I am, still, a Catholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have some faith in me, please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-3894332798078886151?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/3894332798078886151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=3894332798078886151&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3894332798078886151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3894332798078886151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-my-brain.html' title='back to my brain'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-6691929152659499532</id><published>2009-04-29T19:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T19:18:03.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End</title><content type='html'>It is the year 2012. December 21st. The December solstice had occurred, and the old prophecies are becoming reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armageddon, the end of the humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The solar flare reaches earth's surface and everything starts burning. The end is near and nobody can deny the fact that this is our last day on earth. Zero possibility to escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you, like everyone else, have only TWENTY-FOUR minutes until all humanity is swiped out from earth. What would matter the most to you at these last moments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="576" height="384"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/99773398781"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/99773398781" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="576" height="384"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you, I suppose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-6691929152659499532?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/6691929152659499532/comments/default' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-6942114004201924468</id><published>2009-04-24T02:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T02:56:50.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birds oh birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs030.snc1/3193_97931383781_775118781_2616054_1724495_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-6942114004201924468?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/6942114004201924468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-3669222670083148432</id><published>2009-04-14T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:21:24.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tears</title><content type='html'>Dripping onto my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seeping feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such sweet memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't always get what you want&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-3669222670083148432?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/3669222670083148432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=3669222670083148432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3669222670083148432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3669222670083148432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/04/tears.html' title='tears'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-4366990840337377815</id><published>2009-04-13T20:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:44:57.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I realize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I come to this blog and write stuffs when you're not there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I come to this blog when we're away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I come to this blog,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;simply running away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Because when you're here I don't need this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I already have you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;And that, I need not share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Not anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I miss you already, It's painful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hurts like nothing before,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Needing you back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Now I pity my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Apparently it is only an escape haven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Unreal escape haven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;And I pity me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;For this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-4366990840337377815?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/4366990840337377815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=4366990840337377815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4366990840337377815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to the website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;PLEASE&lt;/span&gt; watch &lt;a href="http://www.sundancechannel.com/greenporno/video/"&gt;Green Porno&lt;/a&gt;, for God's sake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-7870267612990468819?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/7870267612990468819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=7870267612990468819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7870267612990468819'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/7486173574178330326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=7486173574178330326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7486173574178330326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7486173574178330326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/03/frak.html' title='frak.'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-6251066325138618497</id><published>2009-03-14T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T03:24:46.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the whore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mister-j/3351403477/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3448/3351403477_5b0b6d07ea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been a fun day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-6251066325138618497?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/6251066325138618497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-4172664066616857579</id><published>2009-03-12T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:44:05.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>compare, compare</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3473/3348544795_802eb69fa3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo of the day :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-4172664066616857579?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/4172664066616857579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=4172664066616857579&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4172664066616857579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4172664066616857579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/03/compare-compare.html' title='compare, compare'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3473/3348544795_802eb69fa3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-2074976045144891803</id><published>2009-03-12T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:49:49.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anjing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;WHY SOME MEN HAVE DOGS AND NOT WIVES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The later you are, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;the more excited your dogs are to see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Dogs don't notice &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;if you call them by another dog's name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Dogs like it&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; if you leave a lot of things on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A dog's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;parents&lt;/span&gt; never visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Dogs agree that you have to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;raise your voice&lt;/span&gt; to get your point across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;never have to wait for a dog&lt;/span&gt;; they're ready 24 hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Dogs find you amusing when you're drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Dogs like to go hunting and fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. A dog will not wake you up at night to ask,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'If I died, would you get another dog?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If a dog has babies, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;you can put an ad in the paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; and give them away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. A dog will&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; let you put a studded collar on it&lt;/span&gt; without calling you a pervert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If a dog &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;smells another dog on you&lt;/span&gt;, they don't get mad.&lt;br /&gt;They just think it's interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Dogs like to ride &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;in the back of a pickup truck&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;14. If a dog leaves, it won't take half of your stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone agrees with me on this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-2074976045144891803?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/2074976045144891803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=2074976045144891803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/2074976045144891803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/2074976045144891803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-some-men-have-dogs-and-not-wives-1.html' title='anjing!'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-4941173996887115064</id><published>2009-03-11T03:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:59:49.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hotel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;We stayed at Cheng Feng's hotel after watching watchmen!&lt;br /&gt;Walked down from Grand Cathay to his hotel RiverView in the middle of the night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyasar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patokan dari CF : &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;hotelnya kecil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan akhirnya setelah 2 jam gitu nyari2 ketemu juga hotel 'kecil'nya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3604/3349508616_e3cef7b66e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, kelamaan di indo si CF ga bisa bedain &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;GEDE &lt;/span&gt;sama &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;KECIL &lt;/span&gt;yak.&lt;br /&gt;Udah kaya Fani/Hafid yang ga bisa bedain &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;KANAN &lt;/span&gt;dan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;KIRI&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it was hell lot of fun of a day with Rizky, Aldo, Andika, Chandra, ChengFeng, and Ahim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Letters and phone calls can't do much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I need your arms around me, hold me tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-4941173996887115064?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/4941173996887115064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=4941173996887115064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4941173996887115064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4941173996887115064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/03/accurate.html' title='hotel'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3604/3349508616_e3cef7b66e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-8607300437844470292</id><published>2009-03-10T16:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T16:58:20.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tick tack!</title><content type='html'>It's time to revive my blog! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I've been quite addicted to lots of TV series these days. (Blame Hari, Ariston and Rizky). And yes, &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/House,_M.D."&gt;HOUSE&lt;/a&gt; is an amazing series, so far it never failed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, another thing is school. NAFA is tougher than I thought it'd be. But the heck with it, I can still have fun there. Only, well, the workload is a bit daft. I spent many nights &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;sleeping. Mind you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;an hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, not that many actually, but still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night House's episode scared the shit out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Not sleeping for 5 days straight makes you go crazy (literally) and 10 days, you die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My record so far is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;52 hours (2 days 4 hours)&lt;/span&gt; straight of not a wink of sleep. Lucky I'm still sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if anyone can advise me how to avoid procrastination (and TV Series).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this, my latest project:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mister-j/3342823306/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img16.imageshack.us/img16/1262/emotions.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 faces human being tend to make the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Anger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Despair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lately I've been on the third and fourth. This contentment is, of course, scientifically based on several rationale:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;a) It's holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;b) Those guys get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;astounding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'A' results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;c) I have a scanner (and I love it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;d) Watchmen was awefreakin'some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;e) The Big Bang Theory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;f) That person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, overall, I'm good, I'm good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3613/3322750104_9ecb3a492b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3613/3322750104_9ecb3a492b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Madness is a lot like gravity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes all you need is a little push&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/16212108-8607300437844470292?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/8607300437844470292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=8607300437844470292&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-4563423265481423940</id><published>2009-02-14T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T00:26:14.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>I'm happy, yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm laughing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the sun is bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And birds chirp in sweet harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friend you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go seek love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just forget about me&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/16212108-4563423265481423940?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/4563423265481423940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=4563423265481423940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4563423265481423940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4563423265481423940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-4465423254643667567</id><published>2009-01-26T23:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:05:04.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fly me to the moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nanovoid : 25.09.14 says (11:21 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and let me play among the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;[c=#F55485][b]kwan.[/b][/c] says (11:21 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;let me see what spring is like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nanovoid : 25.09.14 says (11:22 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;on jupiter and mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;[c=#F55485][b]kwan.[/b][/c] says (11:22 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;in other words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nanovoid : 25.09.14 says (11:22 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hold my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;[c=#F55485][b]kwan.[/b][/c] says (11:22 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;in other words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nanovoid : 25.09.14 says (11:22 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;baby kiss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;[c=#F55485][b]kwan.[/b][/c] says (11:22 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;fill my heart with songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nanovoid : 25.09.14 says (11:22 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;let me sing forever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;[c=#F55485][b]kwan.[/b][/c] says (11:22 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;you are all i long for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nanovoid : 25.09.14 says (11:22 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;all i worship and adore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;[c=#F55485][b]kwan.[/b][/c] says (11:22 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;in other words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nanovoid : 25.09.14 says (11:22 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;please be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;[c=#F55485][b]kwan.[/b][/c] says (11:22 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;in other words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nanovoid : 25.09.14 says (11:23 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SX3ecXMj6SI/AAAAAAAAAA4/xg_zSrhIlM0/s1600-h/2866117120_0275671644_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SX3ecXMj6SI/AAAAAAAAAA4/xg_zSrhIlM0/s320/2866117120_0275671644_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295633315701975330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tis' song cursed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brings back the past every now and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like pages of dusty old book flipped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one by one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;words moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the illusions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the warmth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;page by page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just want to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks kwan for the song today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-4465423254643667567?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/4465423254643667567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=4465423254643667567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4465423254643667567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4465423254643667567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/01/fly-me-to-moon.html' title='fly me to the moon'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SX3ecXMj6SI/AAAAAAAAAA4/xg_zSrhIlM0/s72-c/2866117120_0275671644_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-8120024987672327984</id><published>2009-01-19T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:05:25.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood that ties</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/3209190065/sizes/l/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3396/3209190065_7e9675e049_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/3210036056/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3506/3210036056_ebd5364055_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/3210035066/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3304/3210035066_eb202a440a_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/3209191995/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3417/3209191995_223b649ca7.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long overdue set of xmas photos of my family. And Mum's birthday last December 26th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, ah, been having severe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nosebleed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img176.imageshack.us/img176/2307/265823100505abca53abo1qo6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What, the sight of blood scared you shitless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine it was yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I lay in my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And dream of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you.&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/16212108-8120024987672327984?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/8120024987672327984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=8120024987672327984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/8120024987672327984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/8120024987672327984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/01/blood-that-ties.html' title='Blood that ties'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3396/3209190065_7e9675e049_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-7500775600003559519</id><published>2009-01-12T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:56:53.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meh.</title><content type='html'>*coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been ages. Internet in indo sucks huge time, that's fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so..here I am, back in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda having this stirred feelings of tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking aloud to a friend yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those close friends that know you better than you,&lt;br /&gt;Those close friends that come to you anytime, not only when being lonely or in need of something.&lt;br /&gt;Those close friends that dare to say "Don't worry, count on me," anytime.&lt;br /&gt;Those close friends that think that helping you matters more than helping himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful when you get to someone only because there's no choice. It may hurt, sometimes a lot. But nothing is worse than a person that fakes kindness. Only to get a certain someone's attention. Fiend, not friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China'a fake eggs are still better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To warm things up, I present to you: my nephews, Sergio and Kenzo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/3190890083/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3380/3190890083_c21f4b6d22.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can it get anymore lovelier than this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-7500775600003559519?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/7500775600003559519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=7500775600003559519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7500775600003559519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7500775600003559519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/01/meh.html' title='meh.'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-6644942804955901952</id><published>2008-11-26T04:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T04:28:36.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr and Mrs American</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3237/3060983051_3b061aa21d_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3237/3060983051_3b061aa21d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tokidoki style rocks. you love it? i so do. (click picture for original size please!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah, i need to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that time of the year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the oath&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/16212108-6644942804955901952?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/6644942804955901952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=6644942804955901952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/6644942804955901952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/6644942804955901952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/11/mr-and-mrs-american.html' title='Mr and Mrs American'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3237/3060983051_3b061aa21d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-3061787568485448178</id><published>2008-11-11T10:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:19:36.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hibernate</title><content type='html'>Ello lads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just woke up, feeling good, absorbing the sunlight and gathering my dispersed soul.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I just slept for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;16.5 hours straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after such a tough Sunday I spent with Hari shopping...I still had to finish my ISP project (semester final assessment). Think I fucked it up quite a little, but who cares? I finished it and still quite proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people might already know: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;it's a illustrated book, telling a journey, about an indonesian scholar in singapore.&lt;/span&gt; Sounds interesting? It is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3276/3021298430_3a29f8f43c.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3253/3020467845_ca38847091.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3227/3020468915_63fec02cf8.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3176/3020470027_5b1983da83.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3294/3021302440_418bddbe68.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3180/3022128452_4c1c93bbce.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3061/3022127892_45e2ff1a29.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope ya lads like em good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there are loads of stories I want to write here, as usual, but apparently my dispersed soul are a bit hard to find.. think I should go back to bed?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-3061787568485448178?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/3061787568485448178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=3061787568485448178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3061787568485448178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3061787568485448178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/11/hibernate.html' title='hibernate'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3294/3021302440_418bddbe68_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-8584267900586794755</id><published>2008-11-03T02:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T03:00:03.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Importance of A Title</title><content type='html'>Apalah arti sebuah nama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I've always loved a good title. Over the years I've kept lists of quotations, phrases or strings of words that I think might make great movie titles, and then I work out how the movies themselves - fantasy movies, never to be made - could accurately reflect what those titles make me feel or imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;John Patterson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judul sebuah film itu vital. Judul sebuah film lah yang akan menentukan apakah penonton (atau calon penonton) akan tertarik dan tertantang untuk menikmati film tersebut. Dan sobat gw, &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://robieecahyablog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Robbie&lt;/a&gt;, berpikir berbeda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia berpikir ala orang Jawa asli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enemy at the gates:&lt;br /&gt;musuhe wis tekan gapuro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;die hard:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;matine angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;die hard II :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;matine angel tenan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;die hard III:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;modare uangele tenanan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;die hard IV:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ora modar2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;x-men :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;wong lanang saru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;silence of the lamb :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;weduse mutung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;planet of the apes :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;planete wong apes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;die after tomorrow:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;modare sok mbien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;incredible hulk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;buto ijo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;romeo must die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;seng jenenge romeo mesti modar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Alvin and the chipmunk's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Alvin karo bajingan2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;lord of the ring :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;juragan akik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;blackhawk down :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;manuk ireng kenek bedil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;million dollar baby :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;babi hergane sak yuto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;deep impact :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;melebune kejeron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;die another day :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;modare ojo saiki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saiki, met nikmatin filmmu mbek konco-koncomu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sopo sing ngomong lek basa jowo iku ndeso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-8584267900586794755?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/8584267900586794755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=8584267900586794755&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/8584267900586794755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/8584267900586794755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/11/importance-of-title.html' title='Importance of A Title'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-751711812578672977</id><published>2008-11-02T01:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T02:07:45.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rectoverso</title><content type='html'>Aku jatuh cinta pada pandangan pertama, kedua dan seterusnya sampai mati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img123.imageshack.us/img123/9092/23009235993b8267e70eap4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti cicak di dindingmu&lt;br /&gt;Melekat, menemani, membelai dinding jiwamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can only carry one romantic connection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in this claustrophobic heart of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another sway, another swing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See you.&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/16212108-751711812578672977?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/751711812578672977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=751711812578672977&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/751711812578672977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/751711812578672977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/11/rectoverso.html' title='rectoverso'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-8226181062364352886</id><published>2008-10-22T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T21:00:53.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OP..again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, OP is the very end of the long, windy and interminable road called PW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;PW stands for Project Work here, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; Paul William.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, OP itself is Oral Presentation. As a group, OP makes up 20% of your full individual mark/grade. 60% comes from none other but your Written Report, which grade will be shared as a group, and the other 20% comes from other bullcrap and stuffs like PI, EoM, I&amp;amp;R, etc. During an OP, you will present a part of your slides and you will be given a time limit of 5 minutes, which is too long for many. Now the main things that the examiners will assess on during an OP are the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your confidence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Translucency of pronunciation of words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tones of your way of speaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Link between your slides and your speech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Those who are J1 now would surely understand what I'm talking about here and starting to get VERY excited about OP (Oh, Please..) But these are some things I've learned during my own OP last year. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;All of the following are real, applicable and useful tips.&lt;/span&gt; Read carefully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;DOs and DON'Ts for your OP :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;DO prepare cue cards, and fill them with main points in your speech (no doodles/noodles allowed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;DON'T write your whole speech in your cue cards! Longer is not necessarily better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;DO prepare your attires neatly: do your hair, iron your uniform&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;DON'T overdo it: color your hair, wear a body-fit uniform and miniskirt (save it for the next day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;DO use hand gestures and proper movement when referring to the slides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;DON'T use gestures too much; it'll make you like a nervous dog (or Zaki)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;DO remember to smile, but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;DON'T smile too much to the assessors; they'll think you're hitting them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;DO keep a constant eye-contact to the audience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;DON'T keep to intense an eye-contact with the examiners as if you're trying to charm them; it won't work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;DO end your speech with some question that would engage the listeners to stop and think like "Try to imagine..what will happen if.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;DON'T use questions too much (every one minute)! They'll think you're a dumbass and start questioning your mental state&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;DO look confident, speak loudly and vary your tones—keep this even when your content is rubbish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;DON'T overdo it: speak too loud and they will think you're deaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;DON'T forget to pray to God/Allah/Goh Chock Tong before your OP day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do all those and an A-grade OP is yours.&lt;/p&gt;Good luck, comrades!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Oh yeah, I posted this OP Tips actually last year, after my own OP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS2: I forgot to wish good luck for those having A levels early next November. Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XBOX: I found my MP3 player! It was hidden under my jacket the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img100.imageshack.us/img100/2103/dsc0658hu5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's almost time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The rain pours down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sun goes drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you're mine&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/16212108-8226181062364352886?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/8226181062364352886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=8226181062364352886&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/8226181062364352886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/8226181062364352886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/10/opagain.html' title='OP..again'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-9139059654929658526</id><published>2008-10-20T01:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T02:13:29.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>indomitable, part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Padahal Indomitable sendiri artinya can't be dominated. Ga bisa dikuasai. Most independent. Semacam itu lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 Januari tahun ini, gw pernah ngeblog tentang &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/01/indomitable.html"&gt;indomitable. &lt;/a&gt;Ya, dimaksudkan buat moral support buat junior-junior gw. Dan ternyata term ini emang cocok dipake dalam banyak situasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yap, contohnya sekarang, pas mahluk-mahluk cacat itu baru dikasitau kalo mereka bakal dipindahin dari Oldham Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Starting from 2009, All Anderson Secondary, Anderson JC and Nanyang JC scholars will be moved out from Oldham Hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemananya gw ga tau pasti. Yang pasti, setau gw ini udah confirmed. Dan menurut gw, maksa anak anak J1 untuk pindah hostel dan adaptasi lagi cuma untuk sekitar 10 bulan sampai mereka selesai A level itu beyond konyol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study case: 2006, waktu anak-anak ACJC bakal dipindah dari ACS Boarding School, mereka masih kasih anak-anak yang udah J1 buat stay setahun lagi sampe kelar A level, because Dr. Ong said [quoted] &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"adapting in a new environment in such a crucial moment would be a tad ridiculous."&lt;/span&gt; thanks to him, Harry and Dennise (best seniors) managed to stay with us for just another year. Yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This applies to students in Oldham Hall, no? MOE is said to be reforming its structure, but it doesn't mean that they stop caring more for the scholars they have. Beginning of 2008, numerous JJC scholars were cross as they had been ping-ponged back and forth after they were told to move to RIB and back to NUS High, in 3 months time. But what can students do? Nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving out in final JC year is not about the obvious trouble of packing and unpacking; it's about a totally new environment to live: eat, sleep, and particularly, study. It's just fair to say that if a scholar fail to study well and get results below expectations is because he/she has difficulty in finding his/her feet in the new place. My personal experience, to adapt fully to a new place (i.e. to start thinking of it as home) a teenager requires one to three months. Maybe some fewer, but definitely some even more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would pose a serious problem, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, sekali lagi, buat anak-anak yang bakal dipindah dari Oldham Hall, apalagi Jebay, Mei, Tracey yang udah seabad lamanya tinggal di Oldham Hall, please hang in there, as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;you are indomitable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What done is done. Keputusan MOE uda jadi, ya udah. Nasi sudah menjadi bubur sudah dimakan dicerna dan menjadi e'ek. Maybe it'll be hard. Apalagi terpisah sama manusia-manusia IJC itu. But A levels is around the corner; the corner is nearer  than you think. Again, don't let those things dominate you, focus for your future! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kecuali ada yang mau temenin gw di NAFA?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ini, sekedar hiburan buat kalian, credits to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hari&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img231.imageshack.us/img231/451/n70346747510820175312xp6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;But you need me more&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/16212108-9139059654929658526?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/9139059654929658526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=9139059654929658526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/9139059654929658526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/9139059654929658526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/10/indomitable-part-2.html' title='indomitable, part 2'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-508954462318732711</id><published>2008-10-15T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:09:51.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I love to do tiny little things for people I care about just to make them smile."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you kwan, for 1 week + 1 day ago. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, I'll try to know you better, as you wish. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw I slept for 13.5hrs last night. Felt so good, after my severe lack of sleep these past few days. Severe means abso-fucking-lutely-bad. I didn't sleep for more than 2.5hrs on Monday and Tuesday STRAIGHT. Yeah. NAFA, fun work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img512.imageshack.us/img512/7239/dsc0239bt8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW2: Notice I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;never &lt;/span&gt;used a smiley in this blog before? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; i miss you like a fat kid on a diet misses cake&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/16212108-508954462318732711?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/508954462318732711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=508954462318732711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/508954462318732711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/508954462318732711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-to-do-tiny-little-things-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-7170958031015523113</id><published>2008-10-14T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:23:11.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cilik</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nanovoid : rectoverso says (8:40 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; besok ada kelas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Nadia Charissa says (8:40 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; badak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; ada laa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; prnya aja blm bkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nanovoid : rectoverso says (8:40 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; pr apaan emank?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Nadia Charissa says (8:40 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; creative process&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nanovoid : rectoverso says (8:41 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; di mahjong paper?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Nadia Charissa says (8:41 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; mind map, ga di mahjong paper kok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nanovoid : rectoverso says (8:41 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; curang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nanovoid : rectoverso says (8:42 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; gw mesti di mahjong paper gitu najis amit2 abal2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Nadia Charissa says (8:42 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; dudukin aja itu paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; biar ilang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nanovoid : rectoverso says (8:42 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;  dudukin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the day: kalo kesel karena disuruh presentasi riset lu di kertas mahjong (76x76cm, GEDE), &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;dudukin aja biar ilang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cacat banget lu cil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, been quite sometime since i last posted some stupid stories happening around me, ya. College's been extra busy lately, literally consuming my sleeping hours. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, oh, Dad's okay now. Bro and him went out today to get stuffs. Thank God for that, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post more things later, maybe. Need to rest now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;omjomjomjomjomjomj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;say that you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;omjomjomjomjomjomj&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/16212108-7170958031015523113?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/7170958031015523113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=7170958031015523113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7170958031015523113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7170958031015523113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/10/cilik.html' title='cilik'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-5783203382433081316</id><published>2008-10-10T04:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T12:08:20.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>better</title><content type='html'>dad is getting better. right now this matters the most, more then anything else.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for anyone sharing their worries okay. i really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone interested in new SONY VAIO CR-Series with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Limited Edition Skin Design&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3102/2927785522_8ac07d2eb4.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3252/2927784702_cbc9c0fb1f.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, both are my entries for the Sony VAIO Skin Design Competition in collaboration with NAFA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope y'all like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna see the high-res? As usual, check out &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/"&gt;my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FLICK&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; page.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;PS: Crap, i missed Sports Day because of these designs.&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/16212108-5783203382433081316?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/5783203382433081316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=5783203382433081316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/5783203382433081316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/5783203382433081316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/10/better.html' title='better'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-483023430580230764</id><published>2008-10-07T02:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T18:28:02.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>high</title><content type='html'>how would you feel when someone you love the most is in life's edge, yet you are so fucking far away and can do nothing for him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3182/2919532140_d94133cb39.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ivan futanto (1:50):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;papi masuk UGD tadi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ivan futanto (1:50):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tekanan darah tinggi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;void_inside (1:50):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HAH? KOK GA ADA YANG KASITAU DARITADI?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ivan futanto (1:50):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pada ga mau ian panik, udah, yang penting sekarang udah tau kan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ivan futanto (1:50):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;dan menurut CT Scan, uda aman kondisinya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;get well soon, pa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;miss you and love you more than ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-483023430580230764?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/483023430580230764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=483023430580230764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/483023430580230764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/483023430580230764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/10/high.html' title='high'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-8071648624335837230</id><published>2008-10-03T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:21:10.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moy</title><content type='html'>PLEASE WATCH THE FOLLOWING VIDEO TO SAVE THE WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-09471712304896253 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/mZTVYvFURcE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-09471712304896253 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/mZTVYvFURcE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mZTVYvFURcE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mZTVYvFURcE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and love it, yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-8071648624335837230?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/8071648624335837230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=8071648624335837230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/8071648624335837230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/8071648624335837230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/10/moy.html' title='moy'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-6320902095287678357</id><published>2008-10-01T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T19:29:19.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>malaikat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Karena kau tak lihat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Terkadang malaikat tak bersayap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Tak cemerlang, tak rupawan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Namun kasih ini, silakan kau adu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Malaikat juga tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Siapa yang jadi juaranya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Rectoverso&lt;/span&gt;--buah hati Dewi Lestari yang akhirnya dilahirkan ke wajah publik--adalah sebuah inovasi yang sangat orisinil, cerdas dan kreatif. Walaupun gw belum baca novelnya karena ga sempet beli ke Indonesia sementara ini, akhirnya gw bisa bisa memanjakan telinga gw dengan CD lagu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Rectoverso&lt;/span&gt; yang dijual terpisah sama novelnya; Dee sendiri, bukan orang lain, yang tampil dan menyanyikan semua lagu di CD itu. Total 11 cerita dan 11 lagu yang disajikan Dee sang penulis dan Dewi Lestari sang pemusik dijamin bakal membuat hati penikmatnya terenyuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Yang cuma ingin diam, duduk di tempatku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Menanti seorang yang biasa saja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Segelas air di tangannya, kala kuterbaring, sakit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Yang sudi dekat, mendekap tanganku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Mencari teduhnya dalam mataku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menikmati alunan musik &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Rectoverso &lt;/span&gt;seketika membangkitkan keindahan, kecerdasan, dan kesejukan. Orisinalitas karya ini begitu mencuat di tengah landscape musik Indonesia yang tertebak dan cenderung ‘ikut-ikutan’. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Rectoverso &lt;/span&gt;adalah kombinasi dari visi yang konsisten, bakat yang unik, dan kerja keras. Dengar, lihat dan percayalah sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic;" src="file:///C:/Users/Fred/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cintanya adalah paket air mata, keringat, dan dedikasi untuk merangkai jutaan hal kecil agar dunia ini menjadi tempat yang indah dan masuk akal bagi seseorang. Bukan baginya. Cintanya tak punya cukup waktu untuk dirinya sendiri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Rectoverso &lt;/span&gt;bisa jadi obat untuk orang-orang yang selalu mengklaim dirinya ‘logis’, bahkan dalam urusan yang menyangkut perasaan, seperti cinta. Kadang-kadang, tidak ada gunanya menjadi sok kuat dan tidak memakai hati. Kadang-kadang memang firasat kita harus lebih main daripada logika. Kadang-kadang kita lebih baik mempercayai apa yang tidak bisa dilihat. Kadang-kadang kita memang harus berhenti mencari kalau semata hanya ingin mengerti. Buat apa memakai (hanya) logika kalau tubuh, jiwa, dan roh tidak sinkron?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Aku teringat detik-detik yang kugenggam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hanya senyumnya, nafasnya, tubuhnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dan hujan ini mengguyur semua hangat itu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Menghanyutkannya bersama air sungai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Bermuara entah kemana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan rasanya gw kepingin teriak kencang-kencang rasa ini, di dada kiri yang terus berdegup, sakit mengiringi tiap jejaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Malaikat juga tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Aku kan jadi juaranya&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/16212108-6320902095287678357?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/6320902095287678357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=6320902095287678357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/6320902095287678357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/6320902095287678357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/10/malaikat.html' title='malaikat'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-9078985506843559221</id><published>2008-09-29T02:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T02:51:28.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>siomay!</title><content type='html'>Doing work and projects now--she's already slept hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;How I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;Her smile.&lt;br /&gt;Her (lame) jokes.&lt;br /&gt;Her everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to see you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the video below is not related. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Indonesian ONLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A must-watch video: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIOMAY SPARTA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-049711293329465156 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/wxGHSNw4M1I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-049711293329465156 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/wxGHSNw4M1I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-049711293329465156 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/wxGHSNw4M1I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-049711293329465156 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/wxGHSNw4M1I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wxGHSNw4M1I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wxGHSNw4M1I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Words are words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My heart for you still&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/16212108-9078985506843559221?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/9078985506843559221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=9078985506843559221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/9078985506843559221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/9078985506843559221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/09/siomay.html' title='siomay!'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-638808931888526710</id><published>2008-09-28T19:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:47:09.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>280908</title><content type='html'>What day is it today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fani: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"THE DAY BEFORE MY BIRTHDAYYYYYAYYY!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of utmost non-importance, of course I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Today is a day to go to church.&lt;br /&gt;Today is another day before school starts (again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;L'oggi è un giorno in cui gli celebro il mio cuore per.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;La pioggia, l'ombrello ed il vostro calore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Eppure, ti amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*        *        *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, being one of the happiest day this year, today Rizky and I tried out some (cheapskate yet effective) studio photoraphy skills!&lt;br /&gt;And after a long day of photo-ing yesterday, Black and Whites, for my final assessments, today we gathered all the available photos fitting the criterias from our tens of thousands photos database! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3127/2895516774_bb55f106f9_m.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3010/2895514640_4bfa317acc_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3285/2895494284_f3d75826b1.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some faked tilt-shift shots of Singapore! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3142/2894642881_b83d312c40.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3239/2894598727_6549220d5d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3080/2894674089_52e7570688.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't they look just like miniature models? Funfunfun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;To every word of love I heard you whisper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The raindrops seemed to play our sweet refrain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Though spring is here to me its still September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;That September in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img254.imageshack.us/img254/5968/4217064503mr2ec8.jpg" /&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/16212108-638808931888526710?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/638808931888526710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=638808931888526710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/638808931888526710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/638808931888526710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/09/280908.html' title='280908'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3127/2895516774_bb55f106f9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-3063424285152451559</id><published>2008-09-22T01:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T01:25:48.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>Some interesting pics of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3231/2872538835_a9465f65e2.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some italian bread shop in Clarke Quay. Don't ask me where. I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3052/2875346019_5ccbfc979a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feri and Cheng, being idiots for my photography homework! Haha, thanks people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3290/2873314174_455b932fa0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what might happen when you are just &lt;span&gt;way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; too&lt;/span&gt; narcist.&lt;br /&gt;Changi Airport, when picking up my parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-3063424285152451559?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/3063424285152451559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=3063424285152451559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3063424285152451559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3063424285152451559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/09/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-4511099908915769865</id><published>2008-09-21T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T02:13:20.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flu again</title><content type='html'>I fell ill again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is *really* disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, ma, pa and big bro all came to Singapore today. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;How I've just realized I miss 'em ever so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3135/2873313782_de10c1dcd8.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3006/2872484011_b2b37750dd.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're stayin' till Wed. Gotta have some fun till then. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The piano sits in a shaded space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With a picture of your face&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/16212108-4511099908915769865?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/4511099908915769865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=4511099908915769865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4511099908915769865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4511099908915769865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/09/flu-again.html' title='flu again'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-5952068864770871708</id><published>2008-09-20T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T00:05:10.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>you keep your promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll keep mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i said, omj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gonna love you forever&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/16212108-5952068864770871708?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/5952068864770871708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=5952068864770871708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/5952068864770871708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/5952068864770871708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/09/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-3638510008991291053</id><published>2008-09-18T23:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T00:25:25.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>risky rizky</title><content type='html'>Bang rizky mampir karena bosan dan akhirnya dia menginap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumayan, jadi lebih rame kamar, ada teman bermain sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img73.imageshack.us/img73/4653/dsc0487nn4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maen PSP, lebih tepatnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sudah mule recover dari kelelahan fotografi trip kemaren, jadi besok kembali ke tugas fotografi! kerjain photomontage:&lt;br /&gt;lokasi : Kampung Glam&lt;br /&gt;model  : Cheng Feng dan Feri&lt;br /&gt;theme  : Catch Me If You Can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liat gimane hasilnya besok dah. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;For those whose prelims have ended, congrats!&lt;br /&gt;Those who haven't, good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special appearance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img60.imageshack.us/img60/2707/dsc04832hn8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I wanna build me a house, on higher ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I wanna find me a world, where love's the only sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;High above this road, filled with shadow and doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&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/16212108-3638510008991291053?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/3638510008991291053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=3638510008991291053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3638510008991291053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3638510008991291053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/09/rizky.html' title='risky rizky'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-1373186964281393351</id><published>2008-09-18T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:42:07.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no.</title><content type='html'>you told me to break my own promise to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-1373186964281393351?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/1373186964281393351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=1373186964281393351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/1373186964281393351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/1373186964281393351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/09/no.html' title='no.'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-7975715980526261671</id><published>2008-09-18T02:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T02:36:48.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>st. john's</title><content type='html'>Today I (finally) came back from the photography trip to St.John's Island!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; in Singapore, and it's located at the southern part, still managed by the ever-familiar Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 18 of us, and a few of us had some serious fun. Damn guys, we all rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ian, Azhar, Ben, Jason, Ryan, Leah and Shasha,&lt;/span&gt; thanks a lot for the nutsy-ballsy moments! The Indo gang, Leroy, Jess and the others also made the moments together.&lt;br /&gt;Leah, I, Shasha and Ben ruled the whole night: we didn't sleep a wink till the sun rose. And cooking noodle plus Campbell soup for Azhar pre-dawn meal was indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And specially for the spastic &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Leah&lt;/span&gt;, nah, actually you don't look like a guy or half-guy.&lt;br /&gt;(you are one real hell of a guy. lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zillions of thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Rizky&lt;/span&gt;! for lending me his precious D80 set. Bang, tanpa kamera lo ini gw ga bakal mungkin berdiri di sini sekarang (apa sih lebay).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and finally I feel healthy again. Finished my antibiotics and to hell with the sickness! I arrived at the boarding at 1230pm, showered, and hibernated until 830pm. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Around 8 hours afternoon nap.&lt;/span&gt; Felt awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3045/2865264975_5cf2f8abfc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3251/2865287791_85bbeec661.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3235/2866093706_ae9b07a03c.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3224/2865267333_e5b022959d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3025/2866092792_3ff34eb5c2.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3205/2866091246_81918aa375.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3185/2865286503_40f4a8c8a5.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3204/2865288469_ba1edcb76f.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3025/2866117120_84166e91a4.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2361/2865286799_839dcd2398.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3083/2866116314_69526bb067.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hi-res photos and the rest of the set can be seen here : &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/"&gt;My FLICKR page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Got to ask yourself the question,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where are you now?&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/16212108-7975715980526261671?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/7975715980526261671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=7975715980526261671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7975715980526261671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7975715980526261671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/09/st-johns.html' title='st. john&apos;s'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3045/2865264975_5cf2f8abfc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-2867475235354898270</id><published>2008-09-15T12:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T12:31:20.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*cough*</title><content type='html'>Yea, yea. Some people have been nagging me about my sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I went to see the Doctor yesterday. Initially I was really worried I'd catch the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;chikungunya&lt;/span&gt; (read in the paper that it's spreading in Singapore, west area) or &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dengue&lt;/span&gt; or even &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;rabies.&lt;/span&gt; I was worried sick (pun intended), really, since this time  my illness seems to persist in its container, my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, it was just a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;throat infection&lt;/span&gt;! *phew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How glad I am to hear that, really. (Hence I am not dying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, this infection still annoys me since I've been coughing and coughing like a sick person. (Wait, I am sick..think it goes into my brain also) and basically I've got this buch of medicine I've got to take and I am beyond thankful I could just kiss the doctor. The antibiotics, especially, would be the one to save the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, someone just said I'm immune to rabies cos I'm...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVERTHEHELLITSGOTTADOWITHITMAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I miss food in wah chee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/2918/dsc0462jd5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I'll get better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You close your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And leave me naked by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You close the door so I can’t see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The love you keep inside&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/16212108-2867475235354898270?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/2867475235354898270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=2867475235354898270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/2867475235354898270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/2867475235354898270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/09/cough.html' title='*cough*'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-9170272858621280679</id><published>2008-09-14T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T00:58:44.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GW</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*toshi* says (12:23 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ya kurang lebih sama lah di jakarta ama di sgp, lg musim sakit. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nanovoid : votre parapluie says (12:23 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;kampret nih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ujan panas ujan panas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*toshi* says (12:23 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;iyah emg dampak GW udh kerasa banget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*toshi* says (12:24 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ga perlu nunggu lama, trnyata 2008 udh kerasa yah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nanovoid : votre parapluie says (12:24 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;dampak LO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;bused lebay ah lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apparently he was talking about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Global Warming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do you know that by 2012 something *big* ought to happen. Well that's what I believe at least. Talk about it later when I have the chance to have a nice long chat with our philosopher Andreas Budi Raharja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Twenty-one, twenty-one... Couldn't wait till that age, Lolz. I've promised myself to be a boozer by then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm freaking tired of being a good guy, such a poor personality gets me nowhere in life... No dates, no success, few friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The above is quoted from my bud &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Thomas&lt;/span&gt;' blog.&lt;/p&gt;First, question arises when one speaks about the age of 21. What's so special about it? According to the the Bible, it is The Number of The Perfection by Excellence, 3 x 7. (I remember being told this by someone but I forget who. Hey, someone, sorry.) But in this case, as we see everyday in countless countries, cities, towns and tribes, it is a number representing the maturity and the responsibility for an individual as well as expressing the notion of chief. Thus, at the age of 21 (in most places) you can: get your driving license, be a boozer (like Thomas desires), be a politician, be a mayor or be a parliament member. LEGALLY. yeah. All said above can still be attained through some other, shall we say, backdoor ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, curiously, in Asia it doesn't really apply. Asians adopt different age standards for the population. e.g. Indonesia allows people aged 16 to get their own bike license. Japan considers those above 20 as adults. Singapore wants you to be (looking like you are) 18, 21, or 23 to enter their sex shops. Funny, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly is about my bud's whining about being "a good guy". In his case, a good guy is defined with "poor personalities". Poor guy. Dude, a man with poor personalities, whatever that means, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may &lt;/span&gt;be a good guy. But you can't say a "good guy" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; "poor personalities". Well, for me, at least, being a "good guy" basically means how best you mingle with people around you. And though they don't always consider you as "friend" they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; still consider you as "good"!&lt;br /&gt;And dates, success, and friends, they are really your choice. Nothing to do with being a "good guy" or not, seriously. A total arrogant-bastard-who-loves-stabbing-people-with-his-swiss-army-knife might have a lot of good buddies like another more-arrogant-bastard-who-loves-knocking-people-with-his-tiger-beer-bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the point? Be kind is be kind, please don't stop being a "good guy" (whatever that means) just because you think you can't succeed or make friends. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The time may not be there just yet, bud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never knew I could feel like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Like I've never seen the sky before&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/16212108-9170272858621280679?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/9170272858621280679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=9170272858621280679&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/9170272858621280679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/9170272858621280679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/09/gw.html' title='GW'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-4790125607811024935</id><published>2008-09-13T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T22:12:55.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M WITH STUPID =&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;me: "crap. this illness still won't go away."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;stupid: "your hair's quite long, huh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;me: "ha?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;stupid: "go cut your hair."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;me: "heh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;stupid: "ya, who knows, maybe you can recover after."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;me: ". . ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went and cut my hair with reginald. (btw, reginald is NOT the said person above. we met coincidentally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, hey, I'm still sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fukkit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-4790125607811024935?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/4790125607811024935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=4790125607811024935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4790125607811024935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4790125607811024935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-with-stupid.html' title='I&apos;M WITH STUPID =&gt;'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-9174445570729349367</id><published>2008-09-10T23:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T09:57:18.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back again</title><content type='html'>Hullo everyone, been a while since I last posted, eh? Studies in NAFA is surprisingly hectic and full of works and projects I don't even have enough time to indulge myself in my SPORE world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the worse, I fell ill. Like, totally sick.&lt;br /&gt;- Total body pains&lt;br /&gt;- Runny nose&lt;br /&gt;- Coughs&lt;br /&gt;- Headaches&lt;br /&gt;- 38.9 degrees fever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome, eh? I think it's been a few months, or even a year, since I suffered from this bad a flu/cold. It sucks. And LEMSIP didn't work well either. Luckily Mr Soo Keong came to rescue, planting a fever patch on my forehead and made me took 2 tablets of Panadol Extra. Yes, two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"I thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; is enough, sir?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Are you kidding? Look at your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least he may be correct. 3 hours since Panadol intake and I fell *slightly* better.&lt;br /&gt;Take a note, hell lot of people are falling sick these days. In my proximity itself there are Ricky and Dickxon who were sick as well. Sigh, what kind of weather is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, Soo Keong told me just now that the NCC Sea tee I designed has already been made. And I'm going to get one for free! Yay! I'll post the picture once I get my hand on it. It turns out to be really nice, though (bias, bias).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, It's been almost a year since I got sunburnt this bad. My face skin is peeling off like a snake. Mind you, the itch was unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, now, photos time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Sentosa a few days ago and had tons of fun, and here are some of the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3082/2846248956_9ea412c203.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3198/2846248556_4954a70b02.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3181/2845417755_53fc4b14e5.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3011/2846626461_9153b1e2d6.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3206/2846249972_e2f21c83fb.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3200/2846245026_5dca5386da.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More picture of Sentosa Trip &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/sets/72157607214856770/"&gt;CLICK HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday I accompanied Leroy to Valentine Musics, the ever-popular DJ equipments shop that makes its name to other countries like Indonesia, Thailand and Malaysia. Photo set, &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/sets/72157607214956458/"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3229/2846279656_d3d6e43240.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3235/2845445921_5a5bc92e5d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3017/2846275252_da1a540ae8.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3190/2846276540_19aa2f99fe.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3281/2846278336_fb7a6144bc.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3135/2845445731_743baa7a6d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;But more than anything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My wish for you is that this life becomes all that you want it to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Yeah, this is my wish.&lt;/span&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/16212108-9174445570729349367?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/9174445570729349367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=9174445570729349367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/9174445570729349367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/9174445570729349367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/09/hullo-everyone-been-while-since-i-last.html' title='back again'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-5902757564203207340</id><published>2008-09-02T02:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T09:49:36.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>THIS POST IS RESERVED FOR PHOTOS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-PHOTO SESSION WITH FANI, DICKY AND FER&lt;br /&gt;-THANKSGIVING DINNER 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK FORWARD TO IT, GUYS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EDIT: Uploaded are the following:&lt;br /&gt;- Thanksgiving Dinner Oldham 2008 &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/Thanksgiving%20Dinner%202008/?albumview=grid"&gt;KLIK DISINI!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fireworks Festival 2008 &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/Kembang%20Api/?albumview=grid"&gt;KLIK DISINI!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Botanical Photo Session &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=57352&amp;amp;l=237b0&amp;amp;id=775118781"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;KLIK DISINI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PASSWORD : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;oldham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, a tribute to Fani, Dicky and Feri: &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/2846251032/"&gt;http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/2846251032/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3017/2846251032_d89a38a002.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do take a look!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-5902757564203207340?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/5902757564203207340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=5902757564203207340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/5902757564203207340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/5902757564203207340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/09/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-3641651553972316074</id><published>2008-08-26T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T01:47:43.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>K-Dude!</title><content type='html'>Desain pertama buat 3D projekt gw: K-dude (dari kata Kardus dan Dude, for obvious reason) Nyahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0786.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/DSC_0786.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am your DUDE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0788.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/DSC_0788.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muke-muke gile laennya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0789.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/DSC_0789.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0790.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/DSC_0790.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muka mesum ala AHIM / ITO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0792.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/DSC_0792.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua bagian badan bisa dimasukin ke kepala. (Isi kepalanya kosong, kayak gue gitu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah..nanti gw update2 lagi deh. Cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-3641651553972316074?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/3641651553972316074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=3641651553972316074&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3641651553972316074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3641651553972316074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/08/k-dude.html' title='K-Dude!'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-6153617049359746699</id><published>2008-08-18T20:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T20:47:44.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>album</title><content type='html'>Latest work : Photography First Project Assessment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begadang 3 hari berturut-turut demi menghasilkan sesuatu yang memuaskan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/2774604216/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3136/2774604216_bd4f70179a_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/2773750599/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3033/2773750599_8304b549ab_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/2774600572/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3045/2774600572_72104b223a_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/2773747111/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3118/2773747111_b425ffb88d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/2774601444/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3133/2774601444_0359ac0555_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/2773747919/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3222/2773747919_f0a19839aa_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/2773748353/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2408/2773748353_82a6575c69_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/2773748699/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3030/2773748699_267da34f13_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/2773749129/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3118/2773749129_8054e73c67_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/2774603434/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3028/2774603434_11ab9300a6_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3025/2773746477_6b87fe4bc7_m.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/2774603794/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3039/2774603794_c4f86e328d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lenkapnya ada disini : &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/mister-j/sets/72157606802191610/"&gt;CHINATOWN ALBUM LINK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiuh. Nanti segera saya update lagi. semoga kalian suka sama album ini ye :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, diluar ujan. Deras banget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-6153617049359746699?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/6153617049359746699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=6153617049359746699&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/6153617049359746699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/6153617049359746699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/08/album.html' title='album'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3136/2774604216_bd4f70179a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-3615042032551926015</id><published>2008-08-15T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T01:51:38.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My photography teacher is a pure dumbass spineless idiot. Teaching is definitely not in his blood and I seriously think she should simply resign.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-3615042032551926015?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/3615042032551926015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=3615042032551926015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3615042032551926015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3615042032551926015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-photography-teacher-is-pure-dumbass.html' title=''/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-901774322625655611</id><published>2008-08-14T02:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T02:35:03.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe</title><content type='html'>Haven't contacted home for more than 2 weeks home. I wonder if something's going on there? Call it a hunch--I am usually right. Think I'm just gonna call home tomorrow. Kind of miss my parents, truth to be told. School has been awfully hectic and packed lately--not a good thing. I'm getting tired, physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is one: I don't get bored. It's too much fun to be missed. I can't even bring myself to skip classes like how I did (millions times) last year. Not a single class now. Maybe it's just like what Aton said, It's just the beginning of the year and I was just too ecstatic. Maybe. Or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just too engrossed in doing all the stuffs I've been dreaming to indulge myself in.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just too much in high engine to get to know new stuffs--&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fun stuffs&lt;/span&gt;--every single day.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just too much ambitious to be offered NAFA scholarship next year.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just running away from the very thought of a certain somebody.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just thinking to much.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;And, again, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just step forward in tomorrow's plane and see where my bare feet would bring me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; It's something I said, or someone I know.&lt;br /&gt;Or you called me up, maybe I wasn't home.&lt;br /&gt;Now everybody needs some time,&lt;br /&gt;And everybody knows&lt;br /&gt;The rest of it's fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-901774322625655611?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/901774322625655611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=901774322625655611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/901774322625655611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/901774322625655611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/08/havent-contacted-home-for-more-than-2.html' title='maybe'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-6031236363417887659</id><published>2008-08-12T03:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T04:06:02.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joker</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;New cast for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Joker &lt;/span&gt;in Batman 3 has been decided!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said the tagline for the movie would remain the same, due to the overwhelming popularity thanks to the wondrous acting (or not an acting at all?) by Heath Ledger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Batman 3 (working title) will feature a newcomer to cast as Joker. Kevin De La Noy, the Executive Producer of The Dark Knight, announced yesterday (10/8) that although a new seed in Hollywood, even in the movie industry itself, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;R.UP&lt;/span&gt; (initial as real name is not yet disclosed) is a hidden talent--a diamond in the rough, like people say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kevin mentioned that R would be the perfect cast for Joker as he has everything Joker has: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;unbalanced mind, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;intelligence to high it's nearing ridiculousness,&lt;/span&gt; a face of a person with disturbed past and the eyes of a world criminal.&lt;/span&gt; Not forgetting the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;killing intent concealed behind the abominable smirk on his face.&lt;/span&gt; All in all, Kevin believes he &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"could be the best Joker ever casted in the history of Batman."&lt;/span&gt; And Kevin "put his faith on R fully."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will he truly deserve the role as Joker? We'll see. All we've got now is just a WIP poster. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/6035/91110884jt0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; The only sensible way to live in this world is without rules. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;And tonight you're gonna break your one rule.  &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/16212108-6031236363417887659?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/6031236363417887659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=6031236363417887659&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/6031236363417887659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/6031236363417887659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/08/joker.html' title='joker'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-7702862582298547197</id><published>2008-08-05T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T23:42:51.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kerjaan rumah</title><content type='html'>beberapa minggu setelah kuliah mulai, emang terbukti sangat menyenangkan alias fan gitu deh. pokoknya sekali masuk pasti enak deh. tapi sayang barang yang sudah dibeli tidak dapat ditukar/dikembalikan. eh ini gw ngomongin kampus apa supermarket ya?&lt;br /&gt;yah intinya gitu deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, jadi sekarang gw jadikan kesempatan buat &lt;s&gt;meng-abuse&lt;/s&gt; memanfaatkan kemampuan blog gw ini untuk mejengin poto2 gw. ga, bukan poto narsis semacam yang banyak di blog-blog banci kamera (bukan dhea) itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so saudara-saudara, saya persembahkan karya-karya pe-er saya yang dikerjainnya last minute sampe kurang tidur melulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/DSCN3825.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/DSCN3826.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini udah dipake buat high table dinner ACSi kemaren itu. intinya bikin menu bermodel kemeja, jas dan dasi IB gitu deh. gw pasti disayang dr.ong nih kalo bikion ginian terus. sekedar model contoh salah satu bentuk paper art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/DSCN3822.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/DSCN3830.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah ini buat pe-er gw di modul 3D design. Ga wajib buat pop-up, intinya disuru buat sebuah karya berbahan kertas gitu, dengan base A4. namun apa daya bukan salah bunda mengandung tapi salah bapak ga pake sarung, tampaknya saya menjadi kiasu di NAFA, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;jadi saya akhirnya ngerjain 3 biji pop-up card&lt;/span&gt;. ngekngek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 foto di atas itu karya yang (akhirnya) gw jadiin setelah berjam-jam bergumul dan bereksperimen (lebay banget) dengan seni pop-up card dasar yang gw pelajarin di internet. guru gw ga ngajarin spesifik gitu, jadi apa daya gw harus riset sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya dengan cutter di tangan kanan dan calbee HOT potato chips di tangan kiri, gw menghasilkan karya tersebut. keren banget gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/DSCN3832.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo kartunya dibalik-balik pun, tetep aja tangganya bakal ngarah &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ke kanan bawah&lt;/span&gt;. setubuh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/DSCN3827.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/DSCN3829.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, yang ini kartu pop-up saya yang kedua. idenya simpel, tangga pendek tapi ga berujung, dan seseorang yang terjatuh karena ceroboh dan ga perhatian.&lt;br /&gt;personally, yang ini lebih menarik daripada yang tangga, mungkin karena objeknya cukup terfokur di tengah situ kali ya.&lt;br /&gt;gw kasih nama: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;CARELESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu dulu sih, kartu ketiga saya: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;BURN&lt;/span&gt;, belom sempet dipoto gara-gara batere kamera kampret ini keburu abis, jadi bakal gw post laen kali deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;komen yah kawan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;talk to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;tak to me again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;cause i breathe your air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;and drink your love&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/16212108-7702862582298547197?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/7702862582298547197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=7702862582298547197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7702862582298547197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7702862582298547197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/08/kerjaan-rumah.html' title='kerjaan rumah'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-1529503594480875593</id><published>2008-07-18T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T00:54:26.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hari burung UPDATED</title><content type='html'>Hari ini gw resmi tambah usia. 19 taon deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GW BELOM TUA LOH, MASIH REMAJA! MASIH BELASAN!&lt;br /&gt;Ga dosa kan gw ngaku bronis (berondong najis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan berbagai ucapan selama mengalir masuk ke hape. Dari yang bener sampe ga bener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contoh yang bener nih :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Beberapa saat lagi kami akan mengirimkan setting GPRS/MMS, GRATIS! Ikuti instruksi pada pesan tersebut dan bila diperlukan PIN=1111&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sender=9667&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, salah, itu sms dari XL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang bener ini deh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hai si badak! Haha. pasti blm bgn ;P anw, happy bday yah! (dari jansen juga!) hehe. Smoga tambah kurus, cepet dptin (sensor),dll yg bagus2 buat lo x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sender= Dhea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hik, gimana gw ga terharu tuh, bae banget kan dia? Makasi ya dhea dan kawan-kawan yang mengirimkan sms serupa! :D&lt;br /&gt;Tapi yang begini ternyata ga kalah banyak :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Woi hepi bday jul! Moga2 tambah umur,ada yang bisa berkurang, contoh..(isi sendiri) haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sender= Basta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tai kan? ketek lo bas. tapi itu masi belom apa2,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Oi bapet. Uda dipotong belom lo buat selamatan ultah lo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sender= Rey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah ini beneran dah, FAECES! haha. tapi (semoga) yah maksudnya baek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat semua yang uda ngucapin, via sms, telpon, blog, friendster, facebook, semuanya, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MAKASIH YA!&lt;/span&gt; *menunduk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonusnya ada foto-foto neeeeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/foto1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perayaan ultah! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 July 2008, 08:28PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asik loh, makan2 enak masakan nyokap, ketemu semua famili, ponakan-ponakan dan ngko2 dan nci gw yang ga kalah gokil sama gw. rame deh. dan asik. banget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;the real party started 20 hours before this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;18 July 2008, 00:00AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 mahluk pelarian RSJ Grogol muncul di hadapan gw dan gw diseret ke dapur. Selidik punya selidik, mereka uda nyiapin gw kejutan hari burung!! wah! co cwiit! gw tersentuh gitu ceritanya. liat apa yang mereka uda siapin buat gw :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/potong-kue-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ga perlu dijelasin kan? design and ideas by Rio Delano and Adri "Ableh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/first-cake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;first cake&lt;/span&gt;. ini nih mahluk yang namanya Adri aka Ableh aka Jablay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/tiup-lilin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tiup lilin! momen yang paling menyenangkan. apalagi kalo lilinnya diganti timun segar (lebih sehat loh) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;jangan tanya 2 telor itu buat apa.&lt;/span&gt; menurut pakar telematetek Rio, "sekedar dekorasi, untuk memeriahkan suasana".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, no party would be a party without...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/voidzzz/minum2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;booze!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi bohong. di dalam gelas berbentuk &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;menantang&lt;/span&gt; itu, isinya cuman STMJ instan kok.&lt;br /&gt;gelasnya keren banget kan btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yah, itulah momen pesta yang sebenernya. 3 pria, tengah malam, di dapur, foto-foto gajelas dan ketawa cekikikan takut ngebangunin orang dan setan serumah. tapi gw sangat, sangat bahagia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ableh, Rio&lt;/span&gt;, tengkyu yeh. Nanti balik gw traktir nasi goreng kambing mas kus deh. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Pake telor mata sapi ekstra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And yours was the last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Just like what it was meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;You made it even more special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hope you'll be the last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;For me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-1529503594480875593?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/1529503594480875593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=1529503594480875593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/1529503594480875593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/1529503594480875593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/07/capek-physically.html' title='hari burung UPDATED'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-3941505527446247984</id><published>2008-07-16T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T00:06:52.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAFA</title><content type='html'>alhasil, orientation NAFA hari ini selesai dengan sukses. Dari jam 0930AM sampe 0500PM, rasanya hati lumayan content sama apa yang gw alamin hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anak-anak Indo di NAFA yang baru join ternyata &lt;s&gt;sedikit&lt;/s&gt; sangat &lt;s&gt;bego&lt;/s&gt; unik-unik gitu. Impresi gw lumayan baik, considering setelah hampir 4 taon di singapur ini, berbagai mahluk dari indo udah gw temuin, baik yang orang beneran sampe setengah kuda sampe babi bicara, dari anak ACS homo sampe anak dari HongKong yang ga ngerti definisi kata "nyantai". Dan ternyata, eng-ing-eng, di NAFA, baru juga sehari gw dateng, uda ketemu yang begini :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Garson&lt;/span&gt;: anak jakarta, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ciri-ciri&lt;/span&gt;: baru umur 16 (kampret kok gw uda tua banget yak). hari pertama, masuk angin gara-gara tidur lupa pake baju. (gejala ahimism tuh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Jaya&lt;/span&gt;: anak semarang. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ciri-ciri&lt;/span&gt;: kemungkinan besar bakal dijadikan maskot NAFA indo angkatan gw karena penampilan fisiknya mirip panda (gw yakin dia suka makan bambu) dan kotak pensilnya bentuk sapi warna ungu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cindy&lt;/span&gt;: anak jakarta. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ciri-cir&lt;/span&gt;i: bermata dua dan berhidung satu. sejauh ini keliatan cukup normal. Ga tau nanti ya. (jarang ada anak indo normal loh, kecuali gw tentunya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cynthia&lt;/span&gt;: anak jakarta. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ciri-ciri&lt;/span&gt;: lumayan heboh, wajahnya mirip temen cici gw si Sera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Lintang&lt;/span&gt;: anak semarang. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ciri-ciri&lt;/span&gt;: nempel sama cynthia, lumayan heboh juga. kelihatannya senang memain-mainkan jaya. (kedengeran salah banget yah. gapapa lah mumpung dia belom tau gw punya blog yang lagi membicarakan dia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejauh ini, baru 5 mahluk ini yang ngomong lumayan banyak sama gue. Walaupun ada beberapa yang lain, apa daya memori saya terlalu selektif jadi nama-namanya belom kerekam di otak. Dari 5 mahluk ini, yang manakah yang bakal tampil sebagai manusia sungguhan!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawabannya, setelah pesan-pesan berikut ini... (tunggu beberapa bulan ya penonton yang setia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Ga muncul wajah kartodjo hari ini. Jangan-jangan dia menemukan blog gw. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I really am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;That I still need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Today and tomorrow&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/16212108-3941505527446247984?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/3941505527446247984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=3941505527446247984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3941505527446247984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/3941505527446247984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/07/nafa.html' title='NAFA'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-177029505633904950</id><published>2008-07-16T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T01:36:09.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lava</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/5983/lavalampbarueo0tt2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lavalamp. bought it. loved it. snapped it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;taken with Reggie's Nikon D70&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I bet you don't miss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Oh but I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-177029505633904950?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/177029505633904950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=177029505633904950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/177029505633904950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/177029505633904950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/07/lava.html' title='lava'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-7614626751245014989</id><published>2008-07-15T02:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T13:27:14.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IB TOK song</title><content type='html'>title: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Descartes Can Suck My Balls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- A Fatalist Approach to Theory of Knowledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;artist: Naked Nuns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I believe in empiricism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but I don't buy its foundationalism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know it is not coherent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who cares, it's all bullshitism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Descartes said cogito ergo sum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's just because of his mental orgasm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Locke argued against the rationalism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Makes my essay another cataclysm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TOK was once so fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before I failed the term exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I am with the Naked Nuns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We proclaim that this TOK is a sham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Descartes can suck my balls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;John Locke can suck my balls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rationalists can suck my balls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Empiricists can suck my balls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now the scientific inquiry begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and social epistemology is in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh God help me, I don't know what's happening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please don't tell me that He is not existing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;repeat * then **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it. Result anak-anak IB keluar hari ini, dan cukup astoundingly astonishing. Kayaknya orang-orang yang gw tanyain dapetnya cukup below expectation gitu. Dan, jadilah ini lagu yang sangat pantas didedicate buat mereka, teman-teman ACS IB saya yang menderita sepanjang tahun (dan masih akan terus sampe november).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lirik dan kata-kata orisinil oleh Rahardhi, Descartes, John Locke, dengan perubahan seperlunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sekarang udah mulai waktunya perang semua anak-anak J2 dan Y6 IB.&lt;br /&gt;Dan gw? Sekolah gw mulai Senin depan 21 Juli. Habislah masa-masa pengacara gw.&lt;br /&gt;Ganbatte ne, mina-san!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Remember when you asked why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I was clueless, as you were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;But now I realised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Maybe I just miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A li'l bit too much&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/16212108-7614626751245014989?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/7614626751245014989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=7614626751245014989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7614626751245014989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/7614626751245014989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/07/ib-tok-song.html' title='IB TOK song'/><author><name>Julz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057093565317628728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dV_O5gIUV2g/SHoKvuOXRtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bdSg8MD9h-w/S220/tes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-4664962779108181759</id><published>2008-07-13T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:20:54.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thx</title><content type='html'>"eh gw mst bljr nih..btw, thx ya jul."&lt;br /&gt;"kenapa thx? i did nothing."&lt;br /&gt;"well..thx aja. kan lu bs aja g bls msg gw tadi..&lt;br /&gt;tapi lu tetep bales. :)"&lt;br /&gt;"ada2 aja lo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without realizing it, I just said it. the exact words. the exact phrase. "Kenapa thx? I did nothing." Apparently sometimes, even if you don't mean to, something is done. And, sometimes, just sometimes, that thing, that small, negligible thing may mean something to other. Enough meaning for that person to be thankful to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada cerita,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alkisah adalah si Ronnie dan Sera. Semalam sebelumnya, karena lagi in the mood of celebration, pergilah si Ronnie beli sebotol wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Minum yuk, celebrating. My treat, nih!"&lt;/span&gt; katanya, nyodorin tuh botol wine. Sera tertarik juga, jadi mereka pun duduk dan minum. But the taste of red wine was just a little to strong for Sera she can't take it. Dengan senyum mesem dia bilang ke Ronnie kalo dia ga begitu suka, dan Ronnie senand-senang saja ngabisin sisa wine itu sebotol.&lt;br /&gt;Sialnya, tuh anak ternyata alergi. Habis deh dia. Dalam waktu kurang dari 8 jam dari kenikmatan sebotol wine itu, seluruh badannya langsung jadi panas, merah-merah, perih dan gatal timbul di badan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Kamu alergi alkohol?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Err, nggak. Kayaknya alergi wine aja deh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Udah tau gitu kok masih minum sih! Bego!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah sengsara, diomelin pula sama si Sera. Mimpi apa gue semalem, pikirnya. Setelah ke klinik, disuntik dan diresep obat alergi yang maha-mahal, akhirnya Ronnie mulai membaik. Hampir sembuh, ceritanya. Tapi tetep satu larangan dokter yang paling sakti: No prawn for the next one month or more! Ga boleh makan udang. Oke, ga boleh makan udang, gue inget, pikir si Ronnie.&lt;br /&gt;Dan mereka berdua pergi lunch. Ronnie pesen nasi goreng dan baru aja makanannya sampe di meja dan dia mau nyuap, Sera, dengan mata menyipit, nunjuk,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"itu yang pink-pink kecil..udang ya?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Eh, erm, mungkin? Gapapa lah, dikit."&lt;/span&gt; kata Ronnie, tanggung, sendok udah hampir ketemu lidah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"GA BOLEH!"&lt;/span&gt; si Sera tiba-tiba beringas, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"SINI PIRINGNYA!"&lt;/span&gt; kayak harimau baru beranak, piring dan sendok terkontamnasi itu langsung direnggut dan ditaro pinggir. Si Ronnie langsung aja dipesenin menu lain yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dipastikan&lt;/span&gt; ga mengandung udang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yaelah, Ser, dikit aja gapapa lagi, toh gatelnya udah ilang."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ENGGAK. Kamu udah bego pake acara minum segala, padahal tau alergi, ga usah aneh-aneh deh. Ga mau tanggung kalo kamu macem-macem terus kumat lagi."&lt;/span&gt; Katanya langsung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Cheh. Iya iya deh."&lt;/span&gt; Ronnie cuman bisa manggut-manggut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan dalam hatinya, Ronnie bersyukur banget, because she cares.&lt;br /&gt;And she does it in her very own way.&lt;br /&gt;Dalam hati, cuma dalam hati, dimana cuma dia yang bisa denger, he whispers "Thanks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo ronnie did thank her at the time, mungkin dia ga bakal cuma bilang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Kenapa thx? I did nothing."&lt;/span&gt; tapi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Kenapa thx? Suka diomelin? Kamu suka SM ya?"&lt;/span&gt; atau lebih mungkin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Kenapa thx? kamu udah gila?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Sorry for the sorries&lt;br /&gt;And also the worries&lt;br /&gt;Thought I was the only one who tries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-4664962779108181759?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/4664962779108181759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=4664962779108181759&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4664962779108181759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/4664962779108181759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/07/thx.html' title='thx'/><author><name>susan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-8785439596080023891</id><published>2008-07-11T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T00:28:31.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just</title><content type='html'>lelah ku sembunyi&lt;br /&gt;kau bawa bersamamu&lt;br /&gt;sebelah hatiku&lt;br /&gt;separuh jiwaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if a picture paints a thousand words&lt;br /&gt;then why can't I paint you&lt;br /&gt;there's no one home, but you&lt;br /&gt;you're all that's left me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I wanna give up&lt;br /&gt;I wanna give in, &lt;br /&gt;I wanna quit the fight&lt;br /&gt;and then I see your smile&lt;br /&gt;the one in the past&lt;br /&gt;when the smile was for me&lt;br /&gt;and everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you stole my world&lt;br /&gt;now I'm just a phony&lt;br /&gt;but it's not so bad&lt;br /&gt;you're only the best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16212108-8785439596080023891?l=nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/feeds/8785439596080023891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16212108&amp;postID=8785439596080023891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/8785439596080023891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16212108/posts/default/8785439596080023891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2008/07/tangga.html' title='just'/><author><name>susan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16212108.post-5792428202819141025</id><published>2008-06-29T20:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T00:16:52.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Q&amp;A geje</title><content type='html'>miko aneh2 aja sih, kayak orang2 di prenster yang begitu rajinnya ngespam bulboard dengan Q&amp;amp;A beginian. Puber ya mik? Eniwei karena gw tampan (dan baik hati serta penyayang tumbuhan) ge kerjain deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaget donk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jadi kurus lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What will your dream wedding be like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;semua ongkos dibayarin satu pihak anonymous yang ga mau diketahui identitasnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you confused as to what lies ahead of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ga. soalnya gw yang nentuin apa yang bakal gw hadapin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dewasa dan berpendirian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;disayang orang yang kita sayang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ga keukur waktu tuh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalo cuma suka ya cuek aja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is being tagged fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nggak. NGEREPOTIN ORANG LU MIK. ngekngekngekngek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How do you see yourself in ten years' time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sibuk. hopefully kurusan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who are currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bokap, nyokap, cici, koko, dan dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What kind of person do you think the one who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pengangguran iseng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Would you rather be single &amp;amp; rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kawin dan kaya donk. gimana sih looo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What's the first thing you do every morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gw bangunnya siang. gimana donk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Would you give it all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apapun. apapun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ga akan terjadi (lagi).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What type of friends do you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jujur, cukup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What type of friends do you dislike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yang kalo diajak makan nolak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, udah kan. Kemaren diajak bebek makan di resto surabaya. Mentang-mentang dari surabaya. Jadilah sebelas ekor hewan-hewan liar itu menyerbu resto surabaya. Awalnya pesen nasi putih.&lt;br /&gt;"Sebelas dulu deh mbak," kata bebek.&lt;br /&gt;Bon terakhir, nasi putih: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;24 piring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selesai makan secara liar dan berterima kasih terhadap kebaikan hati bebek itu, kita uda pada siap pulang, eh ga jadi gara-gara aliong mules. Jadi dia ke WC dulu deh, boker. Untung deket sama resto surabaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img379.imageshack.us/img379/1856/dsc00613eu1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;papan penunjuk WC sebelah resto surabaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan si aliong lamaaaaa banget di dalem. Sampe gw dan basta curiga jangan-jangan di ketiduran di dalem atau lupa cara buka celana. Nah pas nunggu, gw inget cerita beberapa tahun silam waktu di lucky plaza sama tante gw, dan ada pembantu yang baru dateng dari Indonesia. Baru di'rekrut', istilah kerennya. Si pembantu ini juga izin ke WC, kebelet BAB katanya. Nah ternyata di dalem tuh dia lama sekali, sampe tante gw kesel-kesel sendiri. Pas keluar, langsung kena omel lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kamu ngapain aja sih di dalem? Lama banget!"&lt;br /&gt;"Ya maap bu, habis tempatnya kecil banget. Saya susah bersih-bersihnya"&lt;br /&gt;"Kecil apanya, WC di sini standar-standar aja kok!"&lt;br /&gt;"Enggak Bu, beneran itu WCnya kecil sekali! Saya mau gerak aja susah."&lt;br /&gt;"Emang kamu masuk ke WC mana sih, hah?!"&lt;br /&gt;"Itu bu, yang &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;di gambarnya bisa duduk&lt;/span&gt;. Kan saya mau berak, masa berdiri?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img300.imageshack.us/img300/5706/dsc00613copyef3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ampun dije. 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