<?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-8425705804517025444</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:36:34.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.simple joy of life.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-4414586538578054796</id><published>2011-03-16T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T10:21:54.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let it out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-85lhSiV18mQ/TYDw2ckKxiI/AAAAAAAAAIw/QpGRJBNWRmE/s1600/Who_I_am_by_emily_losttears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-85lhSiV18mQ/TYDw2ckKxiI/AAAAAAAAAIw/QpGRJBNWRmE/s320/Who_I_am_by_emily_losttears.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584728356110911010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,hi guys!&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a long time if you notice.Actually it’s not that I really abandoned writing or..babbling/ranting maybe,I still write but I never feel like publish it..i am so happy when I know that there are some people who read this blog..and got some responses.Couple of times I opened this page..but then I close it,maybe because I’ve got nothing in my mind..actually because I don’t know how to make that little story ‘look’ interesting..i’ve became scared to..okay maybe it’s too much,I’m not that scared,I’m just worried that people will judge me,yeah..and also I thought that I don’t have to share my activities and so on so everybody can see it..eventhough sometime I feel like there is someone out there who *maybe* feel the same way as me.Oh yeah so I have to explain a lil bit about “people will judge me”..i  mean I guarantee that none of my close friends or people that actually know me,read this…so the rest are just strangers right? Why I’m worried of being judged by strangers? Responsibility maybe,yeah I’m a lil perfectionist at some stuff but,come on! Only at blogger and multiply I can share these kind of things.where I could be myself? &lt;br /&gt;Hmm..i warn you that this post is not about simple joy of life,it’s about how to feel simple joy of life that maybe I forgot how.&lt;br /&gt;So the stuff above is problem no.1,problem no.2 is being afraid of judged by people i know.many people that I met said that they can see it that I try to hide whatever it is inside me..that I try to hide who I am.You wanna know the truth??? It’s not because I hide it,I just don’t know how to act right! Most of them said that I’m a quiet person,that I’m a ladylike?! Hahahaha….well well that’s the truth,so here it is..i will show you:&lt;br /&gt;1.i like to listen to Vampire weekend’s and dance like crazy for hours eventhough it’s late at night.&lt;br /&gt;2.i have an ugly laugh,the longer it gets the higher the tone’s gonna be (pardon my grammar!).&lt;br /&gt;3.I love to slack sometimes,watch anime or good movie until dawn.i even repeated the movie/anime that I love and watch it again until dawn. (I know I’m stupid)&lt;br /&gt;4.i can be like my own true self when I’m with my sister.i can *cough* fart and laugh after that,spit when I talk..but she’ll just rub it without making a disgusted face..HAHA,okay…now I’m making myself look even uglier this time,haha…I can make hena kao *weird face* or weird expressions just to…hmm just because I feel bored :D&lt;br /&gt;5.i like to put weird pic as a profile pic.when I think about it,people can think me as a attention seeker.The truth is, I don’t know where else I can share this stuff,stuff that I like and made me laugh..or sometime it’s just a way to calm me..that life is hard but I can still laugh about it…an the most important thing is.. I love making people ..maybe just smirk,or smile when they see my weird pic.OR…it’s just that I want it (random)&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of course about me..the point is,maybe sometime I still don’t know who I am.i’m confused?,it is so sad when you don’t know where else you can share things that you like with other people…it’s like people see me as an alien.so maybe I see people like alien too..i’m afraid at some people,when in other circumstances I can become brave to start the communication and be myself..weird yeah.i try to figure it out :_)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-4414586538578054796?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4414586538578054796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2011/03/let-it-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/4414586538578054796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/4414586538578054796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2011/03/let-it-out.html' title='let it out'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-85lhSiV18mQ/TYDw2ckKxiI/AAAAAAAAAIw/QpGRJBNWRmE/s72-c/Who_I_am_by_emily_losttears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-1010995994420731699</id><published>2010-10-03T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T07:35:40.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's about me,it's about you</title><content type='html'>It’s not about can not forget or can forget, it’s about me,still put my hope up.I don’t know what makes me like that.it was so ..they are  irreplaceable moments in my life.It’s impossible to forget.I have experienced many crushes,but this one is crazy.i never thought it would go like this. Almost everyone knows how it feels to be rejected,and everyone has a different story.&lt;br /&gt;And now I’m at the time when I should really turn my head to the front.i walked though, but I keep memorizing the sweet memories which being the reasons why I hold back.If I look back,I realize I never really free for saying/expressing myself.It’s a big shame!.&lt;br /&gt;I did not choose to be like this.Being a person who is so afraid of communicating with people that I thought would find it hard to make friends with me.Yes, I’m such downer,low self-confidence person,and..a person who always block everything that comes to her.I block many changes,good opportunities,even I block people that I love.There’s something weird inside me.I always assume they’ll do the least they can do for me.i assume they are bad,like me.&lt;br /&gt;If I want to blame something,it’s not because of me two years ago,or six years ago..but many..many times ago.But it shouldn’t be a problem right? I can’t change my past.&lt;br /&gt;So listen ‘you’,I have put you in my heart for the longest than everyone else,maybe you notice something from the past or maybe not,but it meant something for me,maybe a lot.sometimes I change myself for you even not for a long time.All the ‘meaningful’ facebook statuses,all the chat..all the stare,it’s like when everytime I went to campus I worried about having a chance to meet you..i don’t know why you seem like hate me.but for you I forget it.i forget that you didn’t treat me that well.i know I didn’t treat you like I wanted to,well just so you know..in my life it’s not a shocking thing,I used to act in reverse.i can’t understand myself too.so please,don’t you ever think that I don’t like you and I labeled you just as ordinary folk.&lt;br /&gt;About the other boy? I wanted to move on.because my mind’s still working,and it’s telling me that you’re not interested in me..and hate me,and you’re not good enough for me and also not worth the feeling.So I choosed to forget you and used a different and new diary.I failed,again I’m being a bitch who likes too hurt people’s feeling.You made me made a promise to myself that someday if I love someone else, I would act like I love him.Leaves a lil dignity.&lt;br /&gt;But turns out until now I still have that hope. And all this assumptions in my head,they are killing me slowly and softly(err yea just like the song).”oh so all this time he’s been using me”,”oh he’s no longer see anything in me,that’s why he..”,”oh I knew it”….it makes the worst me.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t guarantee or of course hoping that after I write all of this I can magically change and forget it all.&lt;br /&gt;So this case is also a big lesson to know my self better,especially the fears.&lt;br /&gt;You could act like you didn’t hurt me but it changes me,it changes who I wanted to be.So ‘you’,I left all my hopes in the past…I don’t know the future.even just tomorrow.But yes,people hope..they get hurt,but one thing I know is the people who are strong and succeed are those who dare to be in pain.&lt;br /&gt;So let’s make a new hope,hope that I’ll find someone who is worth suffering for and most importantly someone who doesn’t make me somebody else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-1010995994420731699?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1010995994420731699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-about-meits-about-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/1010995994420731699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/1010995994420731699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-about-meits-about-you.html' title='it&apos;s about me,it&apos;s about you'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-4884464073701418370</id><published>2010-09-27T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T08:38:09.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gloomy days please go away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/TKC6SXS3d4I/AAAAAAAAAIg/dYHqpMj5gto/s1600/Alexi+Murdoch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/TKC6SXS3d4I/AAAAAAAAAIg/dYHqpMj5gto/s320/Alexi+Murdoch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521617967809787778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;And youre so tired you dont sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;As your heart is trying to mend&lt;br /&gt;You keep it quiet but you think you might&lt;br /&gt;Disappear before the end&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Song for you, Alexi Murdoch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-4884464073701418370?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4884464073701418370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2010/09/gloomy-days-please-go-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/4884464073701418370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/4884464073701418370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2010/09/gloomy-days-please-go-away.html' title='gloomy days please go away'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/TKC6SXS3d4I/AAAAAAAAAIg/dYHqpMj5gto/s72-c/Alexi+Murdoch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-7423112211196232921</id><published>2010-08-13T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T01:31:15.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe if i try i'll change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/TGUCpVe4XUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/hAEhWkT--rI/s1600/hope_by_bailey_elizabeth.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/TGUCpVe4XUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/hAEhWkT--rI/s320/hope_by_bailey_elizabeth.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504809028694859074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If being alone now means getting to know better of myself, then.. maybe it’s not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe human,or maybe it’s just me,I will never be satisfied of affection and love that people have tried to give me….from my parents,my sisters,my friends,and from other people.I always asking more.and always thought it’s not enough.&lt;br /&gt;That’s what makes me lonely.&lt;br /&gt;‘feel’ lonely.&lt;br /&gt;I always see things just based on my prespective.It’s hard for me to try to be in other’s people shoes. What I see and care,is only me,me,me,and me.&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough sometimes I can become too cruel with myself too.But I think it’s also a part of my ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I beg Allah for ‘slap’ me with something.Anything to change the way I see things,the way i live my life.To live my life with all my heart.But sometimes,most times…I also gave up and begged ,”God,stop this!”.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered last time, I reacted way too much by saying stupid things to my friends that might have hurted them.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered just now,when I realized I am the real ‘chicken’ because I can’t admit that I was wrong and I don’t have any gut to say sorry.Even that persons are important to me.&lt;br /&gt;I am blind.&lt;br /&gt;Until I dare to hurt myself that bad.&lt;br /&gt;It’s unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;Living in this world where it could be so silent and too noisy, is painful.&lt;br /&gt;But I’m still alive,I have to hold on right?&lt;br /&gt;Make things right..?&lt;br /&gt;Even just a tiny difference, I’m begging to achieve it!&lt;br /&gt;You know, I’m still trying to get myself thinner. I work out everyday, eat boiled food, hold my appetite for snacks and greasy food.It’s tiring, but I can stand it.&lt;br /&gt;One thing bugging me is, then..what will I get when I get thinner?&lt;br /&gt;If love is what I seek, then maybe it’s not ‘so’ important.&lt;br /&gt;All this time I’ve been lonely, and I don’t want it goes to a waste,when finally at the end I will just try to change my looks for someone?! Someone that I don’t even know. Or actually maybe it’s not for someone,maybe it’s for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I mean,I have friends and family who loves me for what I am.&lt;br /&gt;The messy me,a cad,me..who is not too girly,a dreamer,a person who’ve done a lot of crazy and dumb things.they accepted it that way, even though they don’t know me that well, I guess they don’t care about it.They still want to be with me.&lt;br /&gt;I have to stop comparing myself to other.i am different.this is my life.everyone has their own way.this is cliché maybe..but that’s the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;So lately,when I see many people made their own big mistakes,somehow..i can forgive them easily without mocking and said bad things behind or front of them.Even the meanest man in this world might have a chance to find a light,and on the other side the most saint people in this world might have made a big mistake that even hard for them to forgive themselves.&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll try not to push everything,trying to control everything,trying to get all the things that I want that might leads me to do some bad things,envy things that don’t matter,yet also not to belittle things in my life.Cheer for every happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I try,I’ll change.&lt;br /&gt;Aaaamiiin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-7423112211196232921?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7423112211196232921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2010/08/maybe-if-i-try-ill-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/7423112211196232921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/7423112211196232921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2010/08/maybe-if-i-try-ill-change.html' title='Maybe if i try i&apos;ll change'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/TGUCpVe4XUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/hAEhWkT--rI/s72-c/hope_by_bailey_elizabeth.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-7166970360218251940</id><published>2010-08-13T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T01:17:56.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dare to be hated</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/TGT7V_GDzmI/AAAAAAAAAII/7Qv89G3zILs/s1600/Ignore_by_modulaire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/TGT7V_GDzmI/AAAAAAAAAII/7Qv89G3zILs/s320/Ignore_by_modulaire.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504800999686262370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been scared because you just did a right choice?&lt;br /&gt;I mean like telling the truth? Well, telling the truth is obviously frightening sometimes…but what if you tell someone/everybody the things you believe could help people but then you feel scared/worried.&lt;br /&gt;Okay,I think you are getting confused. There are times when I just don’t care about what people see/might say behind my back when I did something that I thought the best to do, but there are also times when I care a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Look, I wish I didn’t care about you all.I wish I could just live by myself alone and could still be happy,but that’s impossible right?&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I do things just because to impress people, but this is different.I just thought, it is better to do than just complaining about everyday life or say something on fb/twitter that other people wouldn’t understand…I try to just fulfilling my duty to share some knowledge (in Islam we called it Amar Ma’ruf Nahi Munkar)&lt;br /&gt;Look, I know that I’m not a saint or something close to it, i wish I could just made a normal stat like before. But the fact is ,I didn’t.&lt;br /&gt;And about me persuading all of you to wear hijab, …when I tell my sist/other people who is younger than me about this,it’s not so difficult…but when I tell the whole friends who are not just younger than me,I think almost all of my friends on fb are older than me,people would call me a wiseacre!..&lt;br /&gt;That’s the honest guilty feeling that maybe came from my devil side, to think that telling/doing the right things is wrong!&lt;br /&gt;No one want to be called as a wiseacre, but most importantly..now I know,the things that I’ve done just some hours ago is nothing compared to people who fight their voice to protect something/someone precious because it’s the best thing to do even the whole world hate that. And I still have a tiny guts to do it. &lt;br /&gt;I shouldn’t feel worried just because I didn’t get the responds that I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;This is just a simple thing.&lt;br /&gt;And I think, it’s all in my head.&lt;br /&gt;I judge myself.&lt;br /&gt;I made this judgment.&lt;br /&gt;So..maybe it’s better to keep going like this,so …just to prove that I’m not doing these just for a moment or just to impress you…..i want to make this into a part of me.This is what I do.&lt;br /&gt;Hey,everyone can dream right?&lt;br /&gt;You can roll your eyes over, I can too,but there must be a time when instead of rolling my eyes over, I shook my head..and breath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-7166970360218251940?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7166970360218251940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2010/08/dare-to-be-hated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/7166970360218251940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/7166970360218251940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2010/08/dare-to-be-hated.html' title='Dare to be hated'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/TGT7V_GDzmI/AAAAAAAAAII/7Qv89G3zILs/s72-c/Ignore_by_modulaire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-8757679620229484917</id><published>2010-07-14T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T22:31:17.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile or a hi  for strangers</title><content type='html'>Kalo di kampung,lagi jalan-jalan biasa,ga kenal orang lain disitu,ga kerasa jadi stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru jalan bentar, ada yang ngeklakson sambil senyum. Padahal ga kenal. "mau kemana neng?". Udah suasananya dingin disana, orang-orangnya ramah dan sangat friendly..siapa yang ga betah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beda banget begitu balik ke kota.Jangankan sama orang asing, sama yang udah dikenal aja dianggap hantu,main jalan aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Culture shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga berhasil yang namanya 'smile for strangers', 'ngajak kenalan duluan'...gak takut-takut kayak gini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ga enak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini di Indonesia,yang katanya penduduknya ramah-ramah. Sama tetangga aja dingin.huhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's change it btw :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-8757679620229484917?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8757679620229484917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2010/07/smile-or-hi-for-strangers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/8757679620229484917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/8757679620229484917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2010/07/smile-or-hi-for-strangers.html' title='Smile or a hi  for strangers'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-2482750215649643515</id><published>2010-07-13T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T04:39:09.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pemberontakan di Surga?</title><content type='html'>" &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebahagiaan adalah jihad. Perjuangan memenangkan perang melawan iblis, yakni nafsunya sendiri. Kebahagian ada di saat kita bisa memberikan sepotong roti pada orang yang kelaparan. Begitulah, hidup akan terasa bermakna. Ada yang kaya, ada yang miskin, ada pekerja keras, ada si pemalas, ada kuat dan ada lemah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kini, semua makna kebahagiaan itu telah sirna, justru saat ia berada di surga. Sebab manakala roda kehidupan hanya berputar searah, semuanya kaya, tak ada raut kesedihan, tak ada keringat perjuangan.Hidup seperti pada panen tak sudah-sudah, bergelimng kemewahan yang tak ada ujungnya. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farisi- lorong kematian (Aguk Irawan)&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-2482750215649643515?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2482750215649643515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2010/07/pemberontakan-di-surga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/2482750215649643515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/2482750215649643515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2010/07/pemberontakan-di-surga.html' title='Pemberontakan di Surga?'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-6469070448767994343</id><published>2010-06-30T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T22:32:27.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going back!</title><content type='html'>Hi, i know i said that i move to tumblr.But i've changed my mind,i want to continue writing here..heheh not really writing,but i try to stick in the theme 'simple joy of life'.Even though i can't guarantee if sometime i also put in some of my lame stories,haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok whatever,so...please wait for the new posts,bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-6469070448767994343?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6469070448767994343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2010/06/going-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/6469070448767994343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/6469070448767994343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2010/06/going-back.html' title='Going back!'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-7396863303086970843</id><published>2010-02-17T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:11:02.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>moving</title><content type='html'>Hiii....i move to tumblr, it has the same concept as this blog...yeahh all  about simple joy of life...and i know i have too many blogs....from now, i will only maintain my tumblr and multiply...see ya all there ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-7396863303086970843?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7396863303086970843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2010/02/moving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/7396863303086970843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/7396863303086970843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2010/02/moving.html' title='moving'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-7384667128279548646</id><published>2010-02-04T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T00:46:34.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Useless</title><content type='html'>I wake up this morning&lt;br /&gt;feel useless already&lt;br /&gt;the beam of the sun is not for me&lt;br /&gt;it's holiday&lt;br /&gt;but my life span's still easing up&lt;br /&gt;i put my dreams away from me&lt;br /&gt;but it's still there&lt;br /&gt;i'm ashamed&lt;br /&gt;i can try for something&lt;br /&gt;battling for it&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time i haven't been on struggle&lt;br /&gt;struggle persevering things i've been looking for&lt;br /&gt;what am i looking for, btw?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-7384667128279548646?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7384667128279548646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2010/02/useless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/7384667128279548646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/7384667128279548646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2010/02/useless.html' title='Useless'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-1060751286248863170</id><published>2009-12-19T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T00:28:26.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>silly sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SyyNo-MVfEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ObesezheL34/s1600-h/fail-advertising.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 188px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SyyNo-MVfEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ObesezheL34/s320/fail-advertising.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416860186848885826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SyyNoSW5ECI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Rme7YLICwbE/s1600-h/fail_pull_sign2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SyyNoSW5ECI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Rme7YLICwbE/s320/fail_pull_sign2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416860175082000418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SyyNoIlEmOI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Xn_nIFVP1rM/s1600-h/fail_toilet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SyyNoIlEmOI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Xn_nIFVP1rM/s320/fail_toilet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416860172457122018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SyyNn95DnRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/LE3SdY7uBTs/s1600-h/633712578081288510-fail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SyyNn95DnRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/LE3SdY7uBTs/s320/633712578081288510-fail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416860169588153618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SyyNncD9p4I/AAAAAAAAAHg/igvGml0WgXM/s1600-h/fresh-fudge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SyyNncD9p4I/AAAAAAAAAHg/igvGml0WgXM/s320/fresh-fudge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416860160507094914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-1060751286248863170?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1060751286248863170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/12/silly-sign.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/1060751286248863170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/1060751286248863170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/12/silly-sign.html' title='silly sign'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SyyNo-MVfEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ObesezheL34/s72-c/fail-advertising.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-8682190802432407536</id><published>2009-11-28T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T05:43:22.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird stuff</title><content type='html'>i get stumbled at stumbleupon,and i find some interesting things&lt;br /&gt;i want one of these,especially the clocky alarm clock:&lt;br /&gt;just see it at: &lt;a href="http://www.toxel.com/tech/2009/06/06/12-unusual-and-creative-alarm-clocks/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SxEe76xrClI/AAAAAAAAAGw/zEs-GnNXcIA/s1600/alarmclock07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SxEe76xrClI/AAAAAAAAAGw/zEs-GnNXcIA/s320/alarmclock07.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409138642187389522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want this bike:hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SxEhkrhv-GI/AAAAAAAAAG4/GfiwKl2PA64/s1600/cbiked1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SxEhkrhv-GI/AAAAAAAAAG4/GfiwKl2PA64/s320/cbiked1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409141541491964002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want this teddy bear lamp :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SxEmHbpcEvI/AAAAAAAAAHA/GCSRghToAjI/s1600/cauld5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SxEmHbpcEvI/AAAAAAAAAHA/GCSRghToAjI/s320/cauld5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409146536571179762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this bags,haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SxEoEhbDbQI/AAAAAAAAAHY/vMQnPnpgAHs/s1600/handbag10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SxEoEhbDbQI/AAAAAAAAAHY/vMQnPnpgAHs/s320/handbag10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409148685605104898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SxEoEH7Ml1I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/D933L5m6J68/s1600/handbag06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SxEoEH7Ml1I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/D933L5m6J68/s320/handbag06.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409148678760601426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SxEoD3ZYIyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Sa_2RBeeeHo/s1600/handbag01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SxEoD3ZYIyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Sa_2RBeeeHo/s320/handbag01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409148674323784482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-8682190802432407536?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8682190802432407536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/11/weird-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/8682190802432407536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/8682190802432407536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/11/weird-stuff.html' title='weird stuff'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SxEe76xrClI/AAAAAAAAAGw/zEs-GnNXcIA/s72-c/alarmclock07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-2610698146307389694</id><published>2009-11-20T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T08:03:17.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What can you do to Improve your Self Image?</title><content type='html'>1. List things you like about yourself - include appearance, personality and  skills&lt;br /&gt;   2. Change negative thoughts to positive ones by focusing on the positive and forgetting the negative things that happen to you&lt;br /&gt;   3. Remember compliments and note them down&lt;br /&gt;   4. Try the powerful method of self-hypnosis: Building your self esteem - self hypnosis download&lt;br /&gt;      It will really help you!&lt;br /&gt;   5. Question whether your view of yourself is accurate. and why you see yourself like you do&lt;br /&gt;   6. Make changes that will help you ;for example, clothes, appearance, hair style and behaviour&lt;br /&gt;   7. Accept things about yourself that are true and learn to think about them in a positive way&lt;br /&gt;   8. Get exercise - you will look and feel better! more about self image and exercise&lt;br /&gt;   9. Take yourself less seriously and lighten up!&lt;br /&gt;  10. Accept criticism constructively so you can move forward and improve yourself&lt;br /&gt;  11. Don’t be limited by your internal image, step outside of it and break free, it doesn’t have to control you or keep you down. Acting differently will change how others respond towards you and will help change your attitude towards yourself and your abilities&lt;br /&gt;  12. Take on challenges positively and surprise yourself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-2610698146307389694?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2610698146307389694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-can-you-do-to-improve-your-self.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/2610698146307389694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/2610698146307389694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-can-you-do-to-improve-your-self.html' title='What can you do to Improve your Self Image?'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-7205122824914630460</id><published>2009-11-14T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T19:12:27.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Other Side Of The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Sv9xPpYr4VI/AAAAAAAAAGo/K-bqbbWdMoU/s1600-h/KT%2BTunstall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Sv9xPpYr4VI/AAAAAAAAAGo/K-bqbbWdMoU/s320/KT%2BTunstall.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404162591489253714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the sea and far away&lt;br /&gt;She's waiting like an iceberg&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to change&lt;br /&gt;But she's cold inside&lt;br /&gt;She wants to be like the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the muscles tighten in her face&lt;br /&gt;Buries her soul in one embrace&lt;br /&gt;They're one and the same&lt;br /&gt;Just like water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire fades away&lt;br /&gt;Most of everyday&lt;br /&gt;Is full of tired excuses&lt;br /&gt;But it's to hard to say&lt;br /&gt;I wish it were simple&lt;br /&gt;But we give up easily&lt;br /&gt;You're close enough to see that&lt;br /&gt;You're the other side of the world to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On comes the panic light&lt;br /&gt;Holding on with fingers and feelings alike&lt;br /&gt;But the time has come&lt;br /&gt;To move along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire fades away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me&lt;br /&gt;Can you let me go&lt;br /&gt;And can you still love me&lt;br /&gt;When you can't see me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire fades away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KT-Tunstall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-7205122824914630460?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7205122824914630460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/11/other-side-of-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/7205122824914630460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/7205122824914630460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/11/other-side-of-world.html' title='Other Side Of The World'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Sv9xPpYr4VI/AAAAAAAAAGo/K-bqbbWdMoU/s72-c/KT%2BTunstall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-6509706022152020811</id><published>2009-11-08T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T07:56:46.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doin' Statistic homework by jumping around?</title><content type='html'>One bloody night before Statistic test....&lt;br /&gt;i sent Zen a SMS:&lt;br /&gt;"zen,km udah no.4 blum?" (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zen replied:&lt;br /&gt;"belum,nih kita ngerjainnya loncat-loncat.." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied back innocently:&lt;br /&gt;"HAH? ngapain pada loncat-loncat? aneh bgt.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuut tuut tuut tuut (NOKIA's SMS ringtone played)&lt;br /&gt;" -___-"  maksudnya ngerjainnya loncat loncat soal gitu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why i could think like that, maybe it's statistic effect..&lt;br /&gt;-_____-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-6509706022152020811?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6509706022152020811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/11/doin-statistic-homework-by-jumping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/6509706022152020811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/6509706022152020811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/11/doin-statistic-homework-by-jumping.html' title='Doin&apos; Statistic homework by jumping around?'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-5164982552071995230</id><published>2009-11-01T02:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T04:01:49.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Su14d3_3H-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/nihE8uHQyE0/s1600-h/__by_RobbyP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Su14d3_3H-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/nihE8uHQyE0/s320/__by_RobbyP.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399103982930436066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im on second week of midterm tests...&lt;br /&gt;im pulling all i can at the rest of the night,hehee..&lt;br /&gt;but, it's tiring,killing,desperating...i know,i've been doing it for a long time ...so it takes more than words to make me change.but i've got too..coz i need it.if i want to be really 'smart' then i have to quit being an all nighter..&lt;br /&gt;but as Oprah said,"what did u do differently?"...there must be something i do differently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i push myself and plan to be a good student,you know..study regularly..not just when i have quiz or big test..bcos i want to study for my future,i want study become my need..and beside im already at my third semester, which is getting closer and closer to ...the end of my college life..hahah, i know it's still long,but i want to apply for some scholarship...which means i have to prepare..arghhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;ok enuff bullshitting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now is random mode:&lt;br /&gt;and bahasa mode,hahah..&lt;br /&gt;jadi gini,akhir-akhir ini saya cuman menyadari beberapa hal,seperti:&lt;br /&gt;1.Apakah mengsinkronisasi hidup dengan social network/microblog(tau kan apa?hehe) itu sangat-sangat penting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.kenapa saya ga eksis?(hahah) eksis disini bukan yang sok-sok sibuk gt..tapi eksis dalam berkarya..weisss,naon si..ya pokoknya gitulah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Gimana kalo 10 tahun kedepan saya ga berubah2?&lt;br /&gt;4.What do i want?&lt;br /&gt;5.Apa-apa aja hal yang penting dan worth buat gw kejar?&lt;br /&gt;6.Apakah mereka benar-benar sahabat saya?&lt;br /&gt;7.I dont want to be a self centered!!&lt;br /&gt;8.Kenapa banyak banget orang diet mati2an..tanpa mempertanyakan apakah cara dietnya itu benar atau tidak? sayabener2sebelmengutukorangyangdietasalasalan...&lt;br /&gt;9.Have u studied? belummmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy...blajar dulu ya gw...biar ga nyesel,biar gw bisa dapet bagus,dan yang paling penting...yng tadi gw bilang itu....berhenti blajar asal-asalan...bye peeps...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Su14d3_3H-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/nihE8uHQyE0/s72-c/__by_RobbyP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-4443308803016345824</id><published>2009-10-27T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T05:54:00.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentation skills (Random part)</title><content type='html'>im on UTS...baru hari ke-2...doakan saya dapet nilai yang sempurna yaah...im breakin' my leg now,,hahaha&lt;br /&gt;btw, tadi iseng2 liat di youtube tentang good presentation gt..yaa...pengen bisa ngebawa presentasi yang asik tapi ga berlebihan aja.secara, di kelas sering banget presentasi..(Sedang menggunakan bahasa asal).Soo...i just wanna share the links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Xb_kHB7Oc8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Xb_kHB7Oc8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know him guys??hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bA1I6MUOKkU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bA1I6MUOKkU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy,,yang ini gw kira mau bandingin antara good presentation sama poor presentation,ternyata gw salah baca:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WHLAQsWtG-U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WHLAQsWtG-U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-4443308803016345824?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4443308803016345824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/presentatin-skills-random-part.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/4443308803016345824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/4443308803016345824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/presentatin-skills-random-part.html' title='Presentation skills (Random part)'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-3677216686882888133</id><published>2009-10-18T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:37:30.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lille</title><content type='html'>He went to sea, for the day&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to know what to say&lt;br /&gt;When he asked what he'd done&lt;br /&gt;In the past, to someone&lt;br /&gt;That he loved, endlessly&lt;br /&gt;Now she's gone, and so is he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to war, every morning&lt;br /&gt;I lost my way, but now i'm following&lt;br /&gt;What you said in my arms&lt;br /&gt;What i read in the charms&lt;br /&gt;That i loved, durably&lt;br /&gt;Now it's dead and gone&lt;br /&gt;And i am free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to sleep, for the daytime&lt;br /&gt;I shut my eyes, to the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Turned my head away from the noise&lt;br /&gt;Bruise and drip decay of childish toys&lt;br /&gt;That i love, arguably&lt;br /&gt;All our labouring, gone to seed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out to play, for the evening&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to hold on to the feeling&lt;br /&gt;And the stretch, in the sun&lt;br /&gt;And the breathlessness as we run&lt;br /&gt;To the beach, endlessly&lt;br /&gt;As the sun creeps up on the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Lisa hannigan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Stv7Bb8CnnI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5Hen1beUFXE/s1600-h/Lisa%2BHannigan%2B_cr_Ian%2BMoynihan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Stv7Bb8CnnI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5Hen1beUFXE/s320/Lisa%2BHannigan%2B_cr_Ian%2BMoynihan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394180980804329074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-3677216686882888133?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3677216686882888133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/lille.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/3677216686882888133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/3677216686882888133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/lille.html' title='Lille'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Stv7Bb8CnnI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5Hen1beUFXE/s72-c/Lisa%2BHannigan%2B_cr_Ian%2BMoynihan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-8319451288955544504</id><published>2009-10-18T06:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T06:57:40.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>musicorium</title><content type='html'>sedang digilai musik-musik dari :&lt;br /&gt;OWL CITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Stsa_xx060I/AAAAAAAAAFw/o4Pj8a2mxbg/s1600-h/Owl%2BCity%2B3277745353_58875334f3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Stsa_xx060I/AAAAAAAAAFw/o4Pj8a2mxbg/s320/Owl%2BCity%2B3277745353_58875334f3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393934661702708034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE PSYCHEDElICO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/StscUbEU07I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Vr1IFir3fyQ/s1600-h/LOVE%2BPSYCHEDELICO%2Bdelico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/StscUbEU07I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Vr1IFir3fyQ/s320/LOVE%2BPSYCHEDELICO%2Bdelico.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393936115895161778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAVEX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/StsdwpdkEnI/AAAAAAAAAGA/FQ0Cj9UTIyY/s1600-h/ravex%2B%2Bpng.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/StsdwpdkEnI/AAAAAAAAAGA/FQ0Cj9UTIyY/s320/ravex%2B%2Bpng.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393937700307079794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KATE NASH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/StseabvaDpI/AAAAAAAAAGI/60yBJkR4ZRA/s1600-h/Kate%2BNash%2BKateNashu06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/StseabvaDpI/AAAAAAAAAGI/60yBJkR4ZRA/s320/Kate%2BNash%2BKateNashu06.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393938418178330258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaa kira-kira lagu-lagu dari mereka lah yang membuat gw sedikit ansos...karna udah didunia sendiri aja deh kalo udah dengerin mereka..hhahah...btw, hve u joined last.fm?&lt;br /&gt;it's good site, social site...im too lazt to explain,just jump into it... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-8319451288955544504?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8319451288955544504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/musicorium.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/8319451288955544504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/8319451288955544504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/musicorium.html' title='musicorium'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Stsa_xx060I/AAAAAAAAAFw/o4Pj8a2mxbg/s72-c/Owl%2BCity%2B3277745353_58875334f3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-1432827857096995983</id><published>2009-10-16T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T07:23:08.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/StiBvRLn91I/AAAAAAAAAFA/eyp1DOPLQGY/s1600-h/tumblr_kqm3f2OpBv1qzidboo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/StiBvRLn91I/AAAAAAAAAFA/eyp1DOPLQGY/s320/tumblr_kqm3f2OpBv1qzidboo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393203202842163026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”&lt;br /&gt;—  Neil Gaiman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-1432827857096995983?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1432827857096995983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/1432827857096995983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/1432827857096995983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/StiBvRLn91I/AAAAAAAAAFA/eyp1DOPLQGY/s72-c/tumblr_kqm3f2OpBv1qzidboo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-561456941312357804</id><published>2009-10-16T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T07:26:08.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jangan cuma diam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/StiCUrZCyxI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nA-q3Y004x4/s1600-h/dead-fly-lead1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/StiCUrZCyxI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nA-q3Y004x4/s320/dead-fly-lead1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393203845532928786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disaat gw kecewa sama sesuatu, emang pengen banget rasanya langsung ngomong ke orang yang bersangkutan ttg masalahnya.Bukan marah-marah, tapi ngejelasin semuanya.Tapi gw takut dibilang “alah, kayak lo sempurna aja”…iya gw juga kadang2 bikin salah,kadang bikin kesalahan yang fatal…tapi gw berusaha untuk ga ngecewain org lain. I mean u have this responsibilities yang emang wajib lo kerjain, dan org itu udah percaya sama lo, dan lo juga udah nyanggupin tugas yang dikasih itu.Tapi…ternyata semua itu cuman keluar dimulut doang!yg rugi tuh bukan cuma org yg lari dari tgg jawab itu aja,tapi org yang ngasih tgg.jawabnya juga,dan org2 lain diluar itu.Tapi siapa gw mau nasehatin org seenaknya,lo juga ga suka kan kalo ada org ga begitu deket tiba2 nyeramahin lo…tapi bukan berarti lo ga boleh marah dan nyeramahin,kalo emang diperluin ya MARAH AJA! Kita kan punya tugas untuk Amal Ma’ruf Nahi Munkar…dan gw  udah cukup berpengalaman sama org2 yang belum bisa menghargai org lain ini dan sebenernya mereka juga ga ngehargain diri mereka sendiri…gw udah MUAK,capek,bosen berhadapan sama org2 kayak gini…Makanya gw jadi berprinsip…gw mau toleransi which means dia mau dihargain dan dimengerti tapi kalo pada akhirnya dia ga ngehargain kita dan dia itu SALAH…apa kita masih bias bilang “oh yaudah gapapa…” tapi mencak2 dalem hati “EGHH DASAR LO!AWAS AJA NANTI…bladida”…daripada kayak gitu mending ngomong langsung aja kan…emg si belum tentu cara kita itu diterima baik sama dia, niat baik belum tentu dianggep baik ama org laen….Tapi coba inget kalo ortu cerewet nyuruh anaknya sholat…ampe beribu kali mungkin ada ngingetin kita buat sholat…kita yang denger..eghhh gondoknya bukan maen…sebel lah…mungkin mikir “iya2…pasti sholat kok, I know what I have to do!”…tapi wlopun nyebelin…omongan2 ortu itu akhirnya bikin kita shlat kan??....nah sama kayak kasus yang tadi…gw berusaha untuk ga kayak anak kecil yang pengennya ditegur ama ortu dengan cara manja2an “hen, ayooo….nanti dosa loh…” buat gw sih itu udah ga mempan,gw si ngaku aja…kadang mlah ortu dah teriak2 kitanya tetep susah ngelakuin apa yang disuruh kan(tentunya hal2 yang baik)…emang intinya gw sangat kesal dengan orang-orang yang lupa sama kewjiban mereka dan didepan org2 yang percaya sama dia mereka ngebohongin dan ngekhianatin kepercayaan yang udah dikasih….&lt;br /&gt;Papah gw pernah bilang kalo jadi org yang memanage sesuatu tugas/pekerjaan dan punya bawahan yang punya tugas masing demi satu tujuan/goal yang udah diset oleh si manajer itu atau oleh si bos,,bukan berarti kita tinggal nyuruh2 bawahan , kamu kerja ini..itu..yang a…yang b…trus udah tinggal duduk2 nunggu bawahan selesai kerja….kerjaan bias ancur kalo ga dipantau,manager itu harus tau progress pekerjaannya gimana..jadi kalo ada hal2 yang ga beres bias diantisipasi/dibenerin dari awal….okay….i’ve enuff talkin’…&lt;br /&gt;So guys…Jangan pernah takut buat ngasih tau,memarahi,menegur, orang-orang disekeliling kita yang emang salah…dan memarahi disini bukan tereak2,jambak2an…tapi menegur dengan lebih keras..hehe….Kita harus belajar tegas..ya…be-la-jar….okay segitu aja dulu… &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-561456941312357804?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/561456941312357804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/jangan-cuma-diam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/561456941312357804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/561456941312357804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/jangan-cuma-diam.html' title='jangan cuma diam'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/StiCUrZCyxI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nA-q3Y004x4/s72-c/dead-fly-lead1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-8842388057008567035</id><published>2009-10-15T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T07:52:41.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Seven Blunders of the World"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Stc3HSU6H2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/04Oxn9IG4-w/s1600-h/1931se_LND_Gandhi_at_10_Downing_CIV248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Stc3HSU6H2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/04Oxn9IG4-w/s320/1931se_LND_Gandhi_at_10_Downing_CIV248.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392839677117603682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Seven Blunders of the World"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wealth without work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pleasure without conscience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Knowledge without character&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Commerce without morality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Science without humanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Worship without sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Politics without principle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;—Mahatma Gandhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently doing: my taskssssss!!!!!!!! and will get busy with mid tests, wish me luck guys! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-8842388057008567035?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8842388057008567035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/seven-blunders-of-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/8842388057008567035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/8842388057008567035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/seven-blunders-of-world.html' title='&quot;Seven Blunders of the World&quot;'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Stc3HSU6H2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/04Oxn9IG4-w/s72-c/1931se_LND_Gandhi_at_10_Downing_CIV248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-2879545893234670705</id><published>2009-10-03T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:42:58.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book-starving</title><content type='html'>Recent books i read:&lt;br /&gt;1)Life of Pi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscNYlq6g_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/DiMSO8WY-Ms/s1600-h/1054160_7cbd_625x1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscNYlq6g_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/DiMSO8WY-Ms/s320/1054160_7cbd_625x1000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388290195252216818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Daniel isn't talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscN7INlVVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Ulq46yje3wM/s1600-h/t+Talking+(SC).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 168px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscN7INlVVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Ulq46yje3wM/s320/t+Talking+(SC).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388290788639987026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be posting the review soon, now reading the 2nd book :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-2879545893234670705?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2879545893234670705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/book-starving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/2879545893234670705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/2879545893234670705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/book-starving.html' title='Book-starving'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscNYlq6g_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/DiMSO8WY-Ms/s72-c/1054160_7cbd_625x1000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-7716773566831326000</id><published>2009-09-30T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T00:51:19.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phobia 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscB57gjzdI/AAAAAAAAADw/AgsoaBGSc3M/s1600-h/8334_1246867455595_1346693768_717093_215270_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscB57gjzdI/AAAAAAAAADw/AgsoaBGSc3M/s320/8334_1246867455595_1346693768_717093_215270_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388277573910515154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy is the current mood of today. My girlfriend Zen is having a birthday today at 30 of September...she's 19 now.Happy bday zen..hahah..what makes me happy is..i successfully convinced her and Tika to watched Phobia 2, FYI zen thought that Phobia 2 was actually a comedy..!! and..i dunno why i said the truth to her that day..maybe my normal/straight spirit possessed me *yeah, bcoz usually it's my freakish and evil soul that possessed me*...it would satisfied me more if i was lying..soo sooo...i wont talk about the movie..but IT'S WORTH WATCHING!U WONT BE DISSAPOINTED!..that's what i thought about the movie...eventhough...eventhough..i hate the maddening and annoying sound of typical horror movies...*pleeaasee jangan bayangin film Indo..hahah,,yang ini jauh lebih parah...*so along the movie i shutted my ears more than ma eyes...i always opened my eyes...hahah...cool isn't it?..yes,of course (Say it!)..hmm, jadinya malah beneran bahas filmya kayaknya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the movie is nothing until u hear this,well read this..&lt;br /&gt;There's this person(just called her Wulwul) who shutted her eyes for almost the rest of the movie..she prefered to asked ..(err just called her jenjen) jenjen about what's happening on the movie...and sang butterfly by miley to what she called as a relaxer...i think it's better than she sang "cari jodoh" or any dangdut remix of her..wtf.she finally dared to see the last part of the movie-which is..err,kinda funny..not kinda...but insanely funny...but she didnt realize that it's her that actually funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woww it's kinda late...coz i need to review bank and financial institution(weeh...keren kalo di inggrisin..*norak*)...&lt;br /&gt;so gotta off..hahah...sorry it's really 'seadanya'...byee.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-7716773566831326000?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscB57gjzdI/AAAAAAAAADw/AgsoaBGSc3M/s72-c/8334_1246867455595_1346693768_717093_215270_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-2226890348380512520</id><published>2009-09-27T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:01:40.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>liburanlebaran</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Sr999IxNm9I/AAAAAAAAADo/RVkf8acrYF8/s1600-h/DSC08698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Sr999IxNm9I/AAAAAAAAADo/RVkf8acrYF8/s320/DSC08698.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386162168637791186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Sr998izzcTI/AAAAAAAAADg/Aa10BlkXF-A/s1600-h/DSC08582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Sr998izzcTI/AAAAAAAAADg/Aa10BlkXF-A/s320/DSC08582.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386162158448111922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Sr998RdEtxI/AAAAAAAAADY/hHSiQQ6XoNY/s1600-h/DSC08693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Sr998RdEtxI/AAAAAAAAADY/hHSiQQ6XoNY/s320/DSC08693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386162153789372178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Sr9973aTXpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/phTgSSAfsUU/s1600-h/DSC08577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Sr9973aTXpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/phTgSSAfsUU/s320/DSC08577.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386162146798427794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Sr997lXhNzI/AAAAAAAAADI/lv0c91sx7xo/s1600-h/DSC08561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Sr997lXhNzI/AAAAAAAAADI/lv0c91sx7xo/s320/DSC08561.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386162141954914098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-2226890348380512520?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2226890348380512520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/09/liburanlebaran.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/2226890348380512520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/2226890348380512520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/09/liburanlebaran.html' title='liburanlebaran'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/Sr999IxNm9I/AAAAAAAAADo/RVkf8acrYF8/s72-c/DSC08698.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-5648452699220108935</id><published>2009-09-13T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T09:15:34.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>titleless</title><content type='html'>“i think that’s what i find most strange about this world&lt;br /&gt;is that nobody ever says how they feel.&lt;br /&gt;they hurt, but they don’t cry out.&lt;br /&gt;they’re happy, but they dont dance or jump around.&lt;br /&gt;and they’re angry but they hardly ever scream.&lt;br /&gt;because they feel ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;nothings worse than that.&lt;br /&gt;so we all walk around with our heads looking down&lt;br /&gt;and never look up and see how beautiful the sky is.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got it from http://staree.tumblr.com/page/4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-5648452699220108935?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5648452699220108935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/09/titleless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/5648452699220108935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/5648452699220108935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/09/titleless.html' title='titleless'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-3447838093428432996</id><published>2009-08-31T00:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T08:21:45.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idle-less</title><content type='html'>Procrastinating.lazying around.idling.those are the things that often to come on these days.i want to change.i want to stop wasting my time.it's already September.and i've done nothing but shits.heggh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise:&lt;br /&gt;-wont just laying on my bed and listening to musics for hours,and do nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-should internet less.by cellphone especially. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think these two things suck up my time the most..so,better work on it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-3447838093428432996?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3447838093428432996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/idle-less.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/3447838093428432996'/><link 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gt...sebenernya bukan puisi sih...tapi sok2 puitis gt..hahaha...ini nih isinya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i live my life today. as i used to&lt;br /&gt;Tied my shoes, so i can jump away&lt;br /&gt;Though i fall to the same place again&lt;br /&gt;My heart still believe in all my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what made me smile&lt;br /&gt;oh smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday is like a punishment&lt;br /&gt;still face the "mean" faces&lt;br /&gt;strengthen my heart&lt;br /&gt;though my friends not here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..come on ...Smile&lt;br /&gt;SMILE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your heart...it's not that bad&lt;br /&gt;i know you're strong&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm strong&lt;br /&gt;i know...I can!!!&lt;br /&gt;Just smile to your future...SMILE!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-7933088428503878632</id><published>2009-08-18T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T21:28:14.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what's with the long face?</title><content type='html'>Qmaria Syam Paiwa Palawa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Jiwa Manusia SEperti Samudra, Apa yang tampak di permukaan beda dg yg ada di dlm samudra.. tenang tak berarti tak bergejolak, bahagia tak berarti tak menyimpan luka, tertawa tak berarti tak menyimpan tangis, hening tak berarti tak menyimpan amarah......Dst. dan tugas kita untuk terus berusaha agar bisa membuat yang didalam samudera setenang luar samudera, sebening dan sebiru luarnya... Semoga BISA..amiennn..SEMANGAT.^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;status temen di fb,penyemangat siang hari yang panas,hectic,dan menyebalkan...&lt;br /&gt;SEMANGATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!yeahh!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-7933088428503878632?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7933088428503878632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-with-long-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/7933088428503878632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/7933088428503878632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-with-long-face.html' title='what&apos;s with the long face?'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-8273489642320951305</id><published>2009-08-18T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T21:03:32.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not useless talk--but yeah,what a wasted time dialogue</title><content type='html'>Kartika Wulandari has joined the conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny has joined the conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: eh pas aku klik yg prs kok ga ada menkeu sama yg lain?&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: eh kamu udah klik submit ???&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: jangan dulu eh&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: aku udah klik submit...&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: liat jadwal dulu coba&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: hen,, klik yg angka 3&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: ak juga udah keburu submit&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: semua jadwal&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: aku juga ditawarinnya itu...&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: ya kalo ga submit ga bisa masuk.&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: yah dasar aku nungguin kalian tau&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: yaudah klik aja,,&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: tahun kebrapa nih ?&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: itu ada tik yg smua jadwal jmnya&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: eeh mau ambil apa nh ??&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: kok ga ada mankeu ?&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: ooh ada ding&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: manajemen keuangan kan ?&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: eh,, aku dapet info dari fb.&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: untuk melihat jadwal seluruh kelas, bs di ambil di fotocopyan kampus&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: najis!!&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: gmn ini????&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: iya ,,mslhnya sekarang cari jadwal yg ga bentrok&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: siapa yg udah pulang????&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: eeh ada jadwalnya di simak&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: GOBLOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: klik jadwal kuliah-E&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: bentar&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: eh jadwal kuliah-semua&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: kelas smua kan&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: manke klas E hari rabu loh&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: soalnya kan mau bandingin kelas yg mana yg pas&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: mau ambil ga ?&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: iyaa klas semua&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: menkeu kelas E.&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: satunya apa?&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: manjar kan???&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: manjar yg rabu kelas apa?&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: iya&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: manjar mau klas apa ??&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: eh apa mau ambil jadwal slasa habis jam 1 ??&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: ntar kalo ada tugas ribet ga?&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: kalo ada kuis?&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: bener tuh&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: mendingan rabu aja..&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: yawda dah &lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: manke hari rabu jam brapa ???&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: masalahnya 3 sks pula,,&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: takut otak n fisiknya ga kuat zee...&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: kelas E ???&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: manke kelas E nih ?&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: oia,, manjar mau yg jam 7 atau setengah sepuluh?&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: itu bukannya dari jam 1 sampe 5.30?&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: 15.30&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: iyaiyaa manke kelas E brati ??&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: iya mankeu kelas E&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: ehh&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: baru 33 orang kok...&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: mankeu kelas f aja yuk&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: aku mau confirm nihg\...&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: jam 7 nih..soalnya kalo kelas E mankeunya jam 1siang...]&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: eeeh mankeu kelas F yuuuk&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: jam 7 ada?bentar hari ap gt&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: kelas F jam 7 nih&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: sama hari rabu.&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: oh iy2&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: EEEH BENTAR TIK&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: pagi aja tuh&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: berarti kita ngeduluin mankeu baru manjar?&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: okok.&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: iya pagi aja yuk&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: MANKEU : KELAS E&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: kelas F liat...mankeu jam 7&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: MANKEU KELAS F&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: iya kelas f aja,pagi soalnya&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: KELAS F&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: MANJAR KELAS APA?&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: IYAAA mankeu kelas F yaa brati ??&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: OK.&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: &lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: MANJAR?&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: brati sekarang contreng mankeu kelas F yah ???&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: bentar tik&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: manjar tu manajemen penyelenggaraan jaringan kan ???&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: hey,, mau milih apa lagi?&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: kayknya iya.&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: atau au millih yg lain?&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: *mau&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: katanya manajemen penyelenggaraan ajringaan...&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: ada tuh kelas H, hari rabu jam 09.30&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: iya tik,slain manjar apa yg enak yh&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: iya abis pertimbangannya bisa ngambil kelas yg diatasnya lagi...&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: ada manlog.&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: cuman itu ya?&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: katanya itu juga...&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: manlog...&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: kalo PP katanya mati.&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: mau ambil apaa niiih ???&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: ga tau PP apaan...&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: iya cuma 3..&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: ooh penganngaran perusahaan ?&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: Manajemen Logistik dan Pemeliharaan Telekomunikasi ( LOG )   ?&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: ada hari senin tuh&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: mau yang mana nih ??? manlog apa manjar ??&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: iya kalo pp kayaknya itu.&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: heen jangan senin pls !!!&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: RABU ajaa&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: ho oh manlog itu panjangannya..&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: biar sabtu-senin libur.&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: yaudee&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: jadi biar kuliahnya selasa-jum'at.&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: jadi mau dipadetin rabu nih?&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: mau apa nih?&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: yupz!! rabu...&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: eehh manlog kelas E&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: rabu tah zee?&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: rabu jam 09.30 nih..manlog kelas E&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: busettttttt...brarti kluar mankeu lsg..?&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: at yg jam 1 aj?&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: biar bisa istirahat gt..?&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: itu manlog tah?&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: eeehh &lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: yoi&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: ada jeda aja mendingan..&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: biar otaknya ga ngebul.&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: brarti yg jam 1&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: yg lain mankeu kelas g&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: gmn? manlog apa manjar?&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: manlog aj&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: ada jadwalnya&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: eh si gusti,ela,viki mankeu kelas G&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: mankeu mau tetep F apa G ???&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: F aj&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: biar deh pagi&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: okeeeyyy&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: eh tapiii&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: mankeu brati kelas F yaahhh&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: kan manlognya jam 1 siang yh?&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: eh mau ambil PP ngga ??&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: jadi apa ga nunggu kelamaan?&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: woy,, tadi yg bunuh diri bukan pp tapi MP.&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: aduh...jadi apaan nih?&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: JADI DEALNYA GINI YAAA&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: banyak keinginan tapi sks tak memadai.&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: haha...&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: jadi klo ngambil yg kelas g jedaa 1 jam gt...?&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: MANKEU --KELAS F&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: gmn?&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: zee gusti ngambil apa aja?&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: HEYHEY DEALNYA GMN NIH ??AYOO BURUAN KEBURU KEISI KUOTANYA&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: tapi kalo kls E jeda sktr 2set jam,,,&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: gusti ngambil mankeu klas G, PP kelas E&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: MANKEU KELAS F MANLOG KELAS?&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: manlog kelas E aja gmn ??&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: kelas E manlog hari rabu jam 09.30&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: yg penting bisa sekelas.&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: zhen,,,kuat gt?&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: wow11&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: kuat apaan ??&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: TAKUT.&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: iya lsg gt&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: takut knp tika?&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: jadi ???&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: maunya ??&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: ehh ngambil manlog apa pp nih ??&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: anak@ pada pp..&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: jgn deketan gitu..&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: cz ga tau susahnya...&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: okeyokeey&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: yaudah mau yg mana MANKEU kelas F ,MANLOG kelas I.....ato MANKEU kls G,,,MANLOG kelas I??&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: makeu kelas F aja dah hen&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: biar pagi..biar lebih fresh&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: bener yah&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: manlog nih jadinya ?? ngga PP ??&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: tapi kita nunggu sktr 2 setgh jam gpp yah?&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: aku makeu sama manlog aja deh.&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: kamu hen?&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: eh iya ih,,manlog ad telekmunikasinya..&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: okee&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: ga minat&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: BRATI DEALNYAAA&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: BENTARRRR&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: MANKEU kelas F ,MANLOG kelas I&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: WOYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: MANKEU KELAS F&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: manlog telekomunikasi woy&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: mau gt&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: WOOYY TRUS GMN ?? MANKEU UDAH FIX KELAS F&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: YAWDAH MAUNYA APAAA??&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: iya,,mnkeu kelas F&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: mau pipis....&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: cepetan apaan?&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: tentukan!!&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: tapi PP atoi manlog?soalnya manlog ada telekomuks,,,&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: nahan pipis nih...&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: eh kalian amsi dicontreng kan amnkeu kelas F apa udah ambil ?&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: masih..MANKEU kelas F kalian masi nyontreng apa udah ambil ?&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: baru nyontreng.&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: mau pp tah?&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: okeee &lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: jadi maunya PP apa MANLOG ????&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: katanya manlog mudah.&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: yaudah manlog aj&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: yawdah manlog&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: manlog kelas apa nih ????&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: itu katanya lho...&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: katanya I tadi..&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: manlog kelas F&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: F juga ya?...F ama I sama jadwalnya yah?&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: yaudh manlog F&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: F aja..biar uasnya pagi ntar..kan kelas atas&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: heheh&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: yaudah F&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: MANKEU &amp; MANLOG kels F&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: jadi,, manlog sama mankeu kelas f nih?&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: lagian di 4D..sama klasnya sm mankeu&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: yaudah k DEALLLL yAAAA&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: okeeee BRATI DEALNYA..MANKEU &amp; MANLOG KELAS F&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: okay dalam hitungan ke3 kita submit&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: hehe&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: ok deal.&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: OKEE SKARANG TINGGAL KLIK AMBIL KAN ??&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: yuph&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: liat2 dulu,di check&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: SM532063 - Manajemen Keuangan &lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari has left the conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: KALIAN UDAH KLIK AMBIL ??&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: udah&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: SM532063 - Manajemen Keuangan  3  F &lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: yuph&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: SM541053 - Manajemen Logistik dan Pemeliharaan Telekomunikasi  3  F &lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: IYA KAAN ??&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: yuphhhh&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: eh si tika manaa ??&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: bentar lg nlpn k&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: ak&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: sama kan sama kalian..??&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: SM532063 - Manajemen Keuangan 3 F &lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: iya sama&lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: SM541053 - Manajemen Logistik dan Pemeliharaan Telekomunikasi 3 F &lt;br /&gt;funnytinybunny: mau di simpan sementara apa selesai regist nih ??&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: slesai aj ya&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari has joined the conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: kan udah tuh&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: helooooww&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: jadi slesai reg ya&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: tika???&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: simpan sementara atau selesai registrasi?&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: slesai aja,,,Insya Allah udah ga ada slah2&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: ok selesai registrasi.&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: udah.&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: udah belum?&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: Alhamdulillah&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: udah2&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari: Alhamdulillah..mankeu n manlog.&lt;br /&gt;Kartika Wulandari has left the conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: yuph,,,brp lama c kita ngomongin ini&lt;br /&gt;guy_cecilsugoi: ckckck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-8273489642320951305?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8273489642320951305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-useless-talk-but-yeahwhat-wasted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/8273489642320951305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/8273489642320951305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-useless-talk-but-yeahwhat-wasted.html' title='not useless talk--but yeah,what a wasted time dialogue'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-5279309309741487783</id><published>2009-08-13T01:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T01:32:06.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kawat gigi pakenya dimana ya?</title><content type='html'>Saya akan memakai kawat gigi!ahaha,akhirnya setelah sekian lama yg udah direncanain dari zaman smp,bru sekarang bener2 srius nyiap2in,ya ke dokter gigi,ya rontgen,ya cabut gigi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,the point is there is sumthin funny and weird about the 1st appointment with the dentist,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi terakhir kali ketemu ama drg.ema(yg juga alumni 8) dia bilang gigi graham yg patah dan ga bisa dichrome musti dicabut dan musti rontgen gigi dulu karna masih ada gigi susu yg ngalangin gigi dewasa(tepatnya gigi taring gw)..yuph,aneh emang..si gigi susu ini masih kokoh bertengger di gusi atas sy..dammit dedemit!jadi sepertinya tu gigi musti dcabut juga,yg bikin khawatir bukan sakitnya,tapi entar gw bakal OMPONG! Karna gw dah liat di hasil rontgen gigi gw,si gg dwsa it udah tumbuh tapi nyerong gt,so pemikiran gw kalo gg susu gw it di cabut,OMG..nightmare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuh kan gw jd lupa mau bilang hal lucunya..(saking nafsu ama tu gg susu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi..c dokter nanya *setelah liat hasil rontgenan*:&lt;br /&gt;"mau di kasih kawat dmn?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw: *rada bingung,jeda sekitar 5 detikan*&lt;br /&gt;"hmm disini,dua2nya"*sambil nunjuk ke mulut gw*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drg:"engga,maksudnya mau sama dokter sp?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw:"ohh,blum tau..soalnya waktu it..blahblah.."*gw jwb dgn serius,karna gw malu berat saat it..dan tdk perlu bunyi2 ketawa kayak d acara komedi,fyi kita(gw ma adek gw,tia) udh nunggu 1stgh jam..so,jd rada sensi dan oon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jgn kira gw biasa aj,gw ngakak abis2an tau didalem,dan walopun gw jawab dgn jwbn yg sok polos it dan djawab dgn serius jg oleh c dokternya..gw bs nebak tu dokter pasti udah berfikir "gila ni anak bego bener c,dimana2 pake kawat gigi ya di gigi!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan gw bsa merasakan hawa2 mau ketawa c tia,soalnya gw rada2 ngelirik gt ke dia,dan dia udah nyengir2 gt,tapi speechless..takt gw kasih panakol kali ya pas pulang nanti..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi begitulah kira2 kisah memalukan dan tergoblok yg pernah sy rasain dihadapan org kurang dikenal,but yet another simple laughter/bahan ketawaan in my life..&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-5279309309741487783?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5279309309741487783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/kawat-gigi-pakenya-dimana-ya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/5279309309741487783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/5279309309741487783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/kawat-gigi-pakenya-dimana-ya.html' title='Kawat gigi pakenya dimana ya?'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-6385629628992100920</id><published>2009-08-12T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:25:49.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lia's Bday--stop the selfishness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SoOVkZ1Si7I/AAAAAAAAADA/UUIEVZeTepE/s1600-h/DSC07491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 330px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SoOVkZ1Si7I/AAAAAAAAADA/UUIEVZeTepE/s320/DSC07491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369299633397992370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SoOVkDV0mkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/GQdRvKgVYo0/s1600-h/DSC07483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SoOVkDV0mkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/GQdRvKgVYo0/s320/DSC07483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369299627360426562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today is a special day because it's my sist's bday,lia. She's 9 years old rite now. since i'm on holiday, my mom asked me to go to the really small party(since only one student was there..hha) at Lia's school..btw, maybe u want to know..that my little sist has an autism. So, i really really wish that this year things would be going better.Aamiiinn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what kind of simple joy of life for today?&lt;br /&gt;well, first im happy coz we are all in a very big spirit to make a change.Yes a change for lia.&lt;br /&gt;especially me.i want to be a better sister for her...and lessen the whiny things to help or play with her, because sometimes i got so tired and busy with my own stuff then really less time for her. Big sorry. FYI, she's not capable of speaking yet..but somehow she just knows what people are talking about,especially when u're talking about her..haha...u know sometimes i feel so insecure in thinking about her future. I'm really worried....but i won't give up just yet...i have to give my best..i have to fight the laziness, anger,jealousy,selflessness.....i have to fight for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this birthday is kinda the ring alert for me to do more thing for her...i will try my best, one thing i get from Bi yeti's lecture*ahaha..she told me that obstacle/pain/hindrance or everything that torturing is actually a test for us which the present could be a discount for our sins or maybe the heaven itself..as long as you face those torturing thing with sincerity just for Allah.Because sometimes problems are a way to make us more mature, testing our patience, maybe the first step of success, and many more unexpected opportunities. And her quotation is connected with a quotation from Al-Quran(sorry she forgot from what Surat) that only few people who choose the hard,curvy,hazardous,and difficult way than the easy peasy way.So, why don't we trying to be those few people??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's never been easy..&lt;br /&gt;but every time i want to give up..i'm just trying to remember that Allah is always near us and evil always try to find a way to trapped us,tricked us...to choose that easy way..okay,,so&lt;br /&gt;CHEER!!!  =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-6385629628992100920?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6385629628992100920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/lias-bday-stop-selfishness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/6385629628992100920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/6385629628992100920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/lias-bday-stop-selfishness.html' title='Lia&apos;s Bday--stop the selfishness'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SoOVkZ1Si7I/AAAAAAAAADA/UUIEVZeTepE/s72-c/DSC07491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-5540404198111759029</id><published>2009-08-10T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T02:36:33.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wear it not use it</title><content type='html'>one day my dad asked "si bibi or the housekeeper or whatever u called it" to cleaned the dispenser. Then my mom told her to used the slippery to avoid the electrical shock. she said like this "ning, pake sendal jepit aja biar ga kesetrum.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*few minutes later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was speechless.shocked.i looked on my dad's face to see the reaction...&lt;br /&gt;u want to know what happened??&lt;br /&gt;ready?..&lt;br /&gt;okay, she cleaned the dispenser by the slippery!!!!!!she used it like using a towel or a rag to clean it..not wearing it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI she was a little sick, sooo...maybe..this condition affected her in doing some stuff,,hehe..&lt;br /&gt;but i just can't stop wondering..making a little devil grin on my face....so silly..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/8425705804517025444-5540404198111759029?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5540404198111759029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/wear-it-not-use-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/5540404198111759029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/5540404198111759029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/wear-it-not-use-it.html' title='wear it not use it'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425705804517025444.post-7297100201667305639</id><published>2009-08-10T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T02:16:11.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>silly answer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;few days ago i watched a news about a fire accident in a factory with my mom (i forgot what factory it was). The reporter interviewed an old man who was near on the area. it has nothing funny until,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;Reporter: "emm,sir...when did the accident happen..??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;old man: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;grinning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;"ohh, i'm sorry i didn't see my watch" atau kalo di bahasa indonesianya=&lt;br /&gt;"wah, saya ga liat jam waktu itu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;the old man answered it innocently..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;my mom and i bursted in laugh...&lt;/span&gt; XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425705804517025444-7297100201667305639?l=simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7297100201667305639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/silly-answer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/7297100201667305639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425705804517025444/posts/default/7297100201667305639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/silly-answer.html' title='silly answer'/><author><name>simple joy of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916431302740528118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PwvOUvQ7ku0/SscJc0pyjZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yg2dWSnT8tg/S220/DSC05028sdf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
