<?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-8205512</id><updated>2012-01-31T22:54:44.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::bee's dolphinage::</title><subtitle type='html'>dolphinage. a term i use as my magnificient word in this unreal world. beside the real thing is i love dolphin for two reason: faith and passion. 

and yeah, i am full of shit. that is why i have this blog. current bin of some hectics happened.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>234</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-115423585816235508</id><published>2006-07-30T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T13:04:18.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm alive. in another planet.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss me?&lt;br /&gt;just don't. cause i don't miss u. &lt;br /&gt;wakakakakakakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes another piece of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://talkplastic.livejournal.com"&gt;talkpleasetalkplastic!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new blog. enjoi. muahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-115423585816235508?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/115423585816235508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=115423585816235508' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/115423585816235508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/115423585816235508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-alive-in-another-planet.html' title='i&apos;m alive. in another planet.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-115302469603691266</id><published>2006-07-16T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T01:48:34.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm off, great sunday to say goodbye.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;great sunday. and it is today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after jotting down my feelings and pieces of me in this blog for about 2 years more, i really want to thank you all for the appreciation toward my blog no matter how silly the writings here. and the greatest thanks goes to all parts of this universe, all my friends, my surroundings, and my important things in life that helped me to have words to be written. you are all just so amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to say that i would leave this blog. but then that months back, i was not really sure. now? &lt;em&gt;i am about to leave&lt;/em&gt;. too much pain and i need some adjustment in my life. something had successfully changed my important part in myself, and i am about to learn more and deal with life. depressed, sorrow, happiness, love, all there all together. i want to catch my next goals after i lost some of them in the past. life must goes on, aite? please don't ask me what had happened with me lately. i am so much simply being corrected and ready to have another new step in life. yeah, everything must be over in this 19 of mine. tough days, tough minds. shit happened during my psychological transition. and to those who are here around my transition, i really thank you guys. mainly to &lt;strong&gt;hera&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;jeen&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;vincent&lt;/strong&gt;, as three beautiful person in this world beside my family that i trust and fall in love with. hera been here and there for 15 years of friendship, she gained quality and quantity from me. jeen and vincent, even i've been out with them for about months back, but quality speaks more than quantity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't change. all i need is just an adjustment. complexity feeling of appreciation and affection. i need to move out from my own solitude. i need to warm my own heart since none wants to that over me. God's here and there and everywhere. so i know that i'll be just fine. no matter how bitter i am now. but then this is life. u may see i am happy and just a normal 19 years old girl, but i am not that happy-go-girl as u see in me. after all, nevermind. don't think about me much. i am cold and irritating :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, time to let go now.&lt;strong&gt; i'm officially off from this blog.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i will find another place to go, to keep writing about me and you and the magnificent world we have. i'm so sorry if you found out your name or your bad story in my last archieves. haha. i was too honest in writing, as u can see. you can still check my another writings and artwork at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myschizzo.livejournal.com"&gt;http://www.myschizzo.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shootanemo.deviantart.com"&gt;http://www.shootanemo.deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to quote &lt;B&gt;billy corgan&lt;/B&gt;'s writing in his blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU WHEN YOU LOVE ME&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU WHEN YOU HATE ME&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU WHEN YOU THINK I'M THE GREATEST THING EVER&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU WHEN YOU FEEL I HAVE LET YOU DOWN&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU BECAUSE I KNOW WHO YOU REALLY ARE...&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to nowhere. nowhere u can find. nowhere of blues and greens and purples. i don't wanna cry by leaving this space. haha *hiperbolic*. last testament of mine: &lt;em&gt;i feel u&lt;/em&gt;. i really do. just because i can't love you in the way you want and think, doesn't mean that i can't love you with all that i could. and i know that it is too late to catch. ciao, everyone. please let me have a small space in your little pocket of relation. have a double grande day in your life! we all deserve a better future.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with warm regards, ebee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-115302469603691266?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/115302469603691266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=115302469603691266' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/115302469603691266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/115302469603691266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-off-great-sunday-to-say-goodbye.html' title='i&apos;m off, great sunday to say goodbye.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-115200323752437768</id><published>2006-07-04T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T16:58:18.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead-off</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;here some part *which i like the most* of my last writing, a complete piece of the prologue. just feel free to check it out.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the thing is, &lt;br /&gt;it feels not-that-good when you actually can not do anything toward the one you love. like, you love him in a way, trully, you know this is not only stupid crush you have. he knows it. and both of you knows it. it is somehow works both ways. both of you know that there is something in between. you revealed it once. he admitted it once. he was holding your hand when he was feeling down, and you was holding him back when you were thinking that you would be there for him. he was crying when he hugged you last time. you were crying also when you felt like you hurt him so much. &lt;br /&gt;you know that he is somehow different, and you dont mind. you love him, and last time you checked yourself, you meant it. simply nice things been happened in between, there are lots of messages that being kept, a lot of words that such an admittance toward the feeling itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it all goes like never-happened when you back in the real world and see how yourself can not do any single thing toward him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you better be quiet. you better step off of his days. you create simple conversation. you create nothing so not a thing to be remembered. you write some lines, and keep it yourself. you watch his moves, see the changes, and try to recall what you both have been through lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time he's near, you try to forget what actually have been happened. and then you realize that you only can be such a statue and get amazed everytime you see his eyes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;day today:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i'm sick again. my body drop off. because of tired maybe, but my friend told me it could be because of my 'ultimate-abnormal' sleeping hours. no man, sinusitis kills me here. can't even breathe. double nosebleeds. i'm not fine, even i say that i'm fine. i want to say thanks to someone who sent me messages this morning, i didn't mean to make you worry. i was not suppose to tell you that, so you can enjoy ur day. so have a good day ahead, dear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;currently been listening to &lt;B&gt;elevator beat&lt;/B&gt; by &lt;B&gt;nancy wilson&lt;/B&gt; and thinking deeply to land my body somewhere else. and i just realized, this feeling i have toward you makes me laugh and cry in the same time. just so, cheese.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-115200323752437768?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/115200323752437768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=115200323752437768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/115200323752437768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/115200323752437768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/07/dead-off.html' title='dead-off'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-115106724532395376</id><published>2006-06-23T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T20:54:05.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>morning glory.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ebee&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/DSC02800.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/DSC02800.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;teruslah bernyanyi, temani aku pagi ini.&lt;br /&gt;jangan biarkan aku merasa sunyi, biarkan nadamu ada bersamaku,&lt;br /&gt;menjamah setiap rasa yang ada untukmu.&lt;br /&gt;teruslah bernyanyi, temani aku pagi ini.&lt;br /&gt;hadirlah disini membagi bahagia yang kau punya.&lt;br /&gt;jadikanlah hari ini, hari dimana kau melengkapi sebagian diri ini.&lt;br /&gt;temanilah aku selagi bisa kau temani aku.&lt;br /&gt;teruslah bernyanyi dan bunuhlah segala hampa,&lt;br /&gt;karena aku hanya mau ada kau yang tersisa.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;good day, everyone. morning glory has come.&lt;br /&gt;that private concert this morning on balcony sounds great as a lullaby.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-115106724532395376?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/115106724532395376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=115106724532395376' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/115106724532395376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/115106724532395376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/06/morning-glory.html' title='morning glory.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-115096354522271930</id><published>2006-06-22T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T20:32:58.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>best ice cream of the day: busking robbins, everyone?</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hollar. the first thing above all that i really want to mention here is all about the wrong perception that happened to me (for so many times actually, but nevermind since i'm kool) about the term:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; busking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. what the hell? i used to think that night my mates asked me to play guitar in &lt;strong&gt;Baskin Robbins&lt;/strong&gt;. the other thing was, i missed one exhibition again, just because i thought it will be held on thursday, which in fact it will be held on tuesday. again, what the hell? i missed &lt;strong&gt;Kienkit&lt;/strong&gt;'s performance (as i wrote before) just because i was damn-totally-sure that the show would be held at 8 pm and not an afternoon show. damn, what the hell? who told me that?? something must be wrong with me. now i really have to admit that i'm blur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hopefully it is not because i am the big fan of the band: &lt;strong&gt;BLUR&lt;/strong&gt;. if so, i'd love to kick &lt;strong&gt;damon albarn&lt;/strong&gt;'s ass to make my days simply unclear and get foggy here and there &lt;em&gt;*beside the other reason is you kicked my lovely &lt;strong&gt;graham coxon &lt;/strong&gt;out of band!*&lt;/em&gt; but love is love, fans are just fans. who care about it anywae, and i'll just gently keep listening to ur track, man. seriously O________o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;here i'll go with the busking robbin's day story. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"COUNT THE CENTS. WHERE CENT COUNTS"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there were four of us, after celebrating Kienkit's bidday (in advance!!!), went to Bukit Bintang. finally found a spot, which was not really good spot in my view, since it was too noisy so people could not hear my friends played the guitar over. but overall okay, got some people sat around us. &lt;strong&gt;Kienkit&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Vincent&lt;/strong&gt; played some good songs before, until got some dunno-what-to-call-them-hmm-did-they-kind-of-punk-or-skinhead-people ask them politely to play &lt;em&gt;My Chemical Romance&lt;/em&gt;'s track. wakakakak. wanna laugh like hell. it din mean that i din appreciate their music, but my preferences made me think silly about that. so sorry. but it is so not cool for me, boys. peace. hehe. we met a girl named &lt;strong&gt;Lisa&lt;/strong&gt;, who is one of the street-horn pipes player if i'm not mistaken. and yea she gave me her number and we are obviously planned to meet again this saturday, since she will be performed somewhere in Bukit Bintang. hmm. just wondering whether i could make it or not. hopefully yeah. the other man that we met is&lt;strong&gt; i-dunno-his-name-but-all-i-remember-is-his-hair-covered-up-his-face&lt;/strong&gt;. he admitted himself as a musician, and yeah he wasn't bad at playing guitar at all. haha. it was awesome when he played &lt;em&gt;'is this love' &lt;/em&gt;by the jamaican legend &lt;strong&gt;Bob Marley&lt;/strong&gt;, i was recalling back the moment i used to listen to it day and night. haha. damn like the song actually, not him obviously. haha. anywae here goes some pics taken that night. i was quite sleepy but camera made me awake! see, passion is controlling u easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[busking time: the chronicle]&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/busking%20time.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/busking%20time.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here goes two people who are gonna be a star... (if 'soon' sounds so damn optimistic, just change it into 'someday' so it sounds more well-planned ^_^)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vincenzo&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/DSC02741.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/DSC02741.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kienkit&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/DSC02745.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/DSC02745.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all about the day. anywae &lt;strong&gt;Jeen si kodok &lt;/strong&gt;went back to Taiping already. here i am just all alone, huhu. my housemates were not at home though. and now i feel like Indonesia actually not that close, man. hiks. been waiting for the briefing project as a freelancer, and been waiting to &lt;strong&gt;him&lt;/strong&gt; to pay the time. i've been enjoying my solitude too much and keep on writing this holiday. it feels so good. yeah i hate holiday but when it comes to my writing time, i think holiday is the best time in my life. anyhoo, gonna catch you all later. oh ya, last thing, special ramble goes to my friend &lt;strong&gt;Krisna&lt;/strong&gt;: just tell me what happened to u, as u see i'm here, okie? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao everyone. muahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE REAL BASKIN ROBBINS' FACT: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Count the Flavors. Where flavor counts." Burt and Irv also believed that people should be able to sample flavors until they found one they wanted to buy -- hence the iconic pink spoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-115096354522271930?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/115096354522271930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=115096354522271930' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/115096354522271930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/115096354522271930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/06/best-ice-cream-of-day-busking-robbins.html' title='best ice cream of the day: busking robbins, everyone?'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-115069253334909984</id><published>2006-06-19T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:34:06.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.sunrise in my heart.</title><content type='html'>sunrise at genting&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/sunrise%20genting2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/sunrise%20genting2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as if the sun will rises and things are not forgiven yet, &lt;br /&gt;i will gladly curse myself by having this feeling toward you my savior. &lt;br /&gt;i curse every feeling i have, &lt;br /&gt;for every single thing that i am about to face in prior. &lt;br /&gt;as if the sun will sets and this sin just be sin, &lt;br /&gt;i will throw you away out of my mind, out of my empire. &lt;br /&gt;like now i touch you and cry, talk to you and lie, &lt;br /&gt;beat you up and die, punch u back and fly, &lt;br /&gt;those are the things i will do without any power. &lt;br /&gt;be in love and be loved in return, &lt;br /&gt;such a remedy and fucking dream just to be burned. &lt;br /&gt;you are there out of my sight, &lt;br /&gt;completely change all the views i used to see. &lt;br /&gt;every me is your breathe, savior.&lt;br /&gt;and by now i just can take it no more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(only a small stupid piece of my feeling toward u. the day everything started to change. and now just thinking of continue my blogging...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...so hello, everyone. i just checked back my photo-collection and found this one. the sunrise which was taken at Genting Highland two weeks back. maybe i am emotically weirdo of having this kind of feeling, but i can tell u that i still able to feel the same feeling when i took it at the first place. melancholic me, i know. dunno why lately i've been feeling my melancholy to the max, somehow i think it is because my-writing-time has come (since holiday-here-i-am). but actually i do realize that something happenede and make me feel it more. or even over. but i enjoy it well, at the same max. this is always become thing that i can't easily fathom. yeah. about feeling, man. something you can't see but you know its existance. magical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might be a bit upset since something not-that-bad-but-make-me-feel-bad happened after the Genting's trip. and i don't want to talk about it anymore. but now, i do feel alright. yeah, i used to have my sad days continously after the trip, had to face my grandmother's passed away. i went back to Indonesia to attend the funeral. God, i was totally sad that time. but maybe i was too good to cover it all. yeah, death is a thing we'll deal with one day, rite? besides, i know that everyone be damn realistic about it and yeah i wasn't supposed to be that sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now here i am, here again in my boredom-wonderful-solitude and enjoy my holiday. man, seriously i hate holiday. i can't thinking a lot. haha. somehow i miss my assignments. i've been worrying lots of things actually. i have list to do this holiday but have no concern to do it. maybe i'm not in my right mood. one important thing above all, i just want to manage my sleeping time again. this morning got my mon scold at me about it, and i was realize how shite this trouble sleeping on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;holiday's resolution:&lt;/strong&gt; take TOEFL test within these 2 weeks (or mom will scold me like hell again). apply for part-time job. do photo-hunting. settle the payment for electric and internet bills. clean the house. watch footie along the way. go somewhere, travelling nowhere. walk around the city and speak to God. two-ways monologue as usual. manage the portfolio. prepare myself to fall in love. shit. what the heck? oh ya, i finally got &lt;strong&gt;SAJAMA CUT's "The Osaka Journals"&lt;/strong&gt; last time i went back home. it may sounds not-really-good to some other people, since this indie band is having diff kind of music. but for me, since the lyrics and words are superb, the music sounds just... GREAT. my fave track must be goes to 'alibi' and 'fallen japanese', but the other tracks also nice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, anywae i missed Kienkidt's performance on KLPAC. just because i was so stupid and blur about the time. regret it so much. anywae, last thing, i just want to tell &lt;strong&gt;u&lt;/strong&gt;, that i feel the butterfly is there in my stomache whenever i read the messages or remember the way u treat me. how yah, it was damn funny lovely thing if i may say. fever is here with me, man. u better know it. well, i think i gotta go now. write to you guys later. have a good day anyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(can't stop wondering why kienkit, low foo hoe, and choong li jeen are ABLE TO SLEEP A LOT IN A DAY???????????? i am the only one who awake now! die!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-115069253334909984?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114984621176351433</id><published>2006-06-09T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T17:43:31.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last piece.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is over. holiday is here-we-go. lights are off. sounds are mute. mood is the thing. pen is near. notebook is in the corner of my eye. time to write. write more. more than ever. write about how shit happened. write about me and you. music is on. guitar is ready to be played. let's sing a song. song that i need you. someone ask me to be more extrovert. i said i'll do. but i did lie. they asked me once, twice, and i know i'll be more quite. thanks for asking. that question seriously shit. don't judge and try to control. cause if u do, i won't do any back toward u. so u just doing useless thing. let's respect. fine. and hope holiday burst us out of this situation. what a day. what a happy-sad day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holiday resolution with no light here and there. i keep on linger. it is linger. out here out there. i thought i have chance to save the trees with reduce using my paper since i know u. action, greenpeace thing which now try to kill me. but then u said there will be no more talk. and since it was my mistake, silly mistake which u urself took it as a mistake, i'll crawl away for good. u came so sudden, changed some prior minds of mine, then said that i was wrong in some parts, leave it as u want to just leave it like that. and thanks. u are somewhat beautiful person i've ever met. it hurts but i took it cool as a gift. best gift this june. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lights are off. remember the nice tunes of one of &lt;strong&gt;the libertines&lt;/strong&gt; song, music when the light's go out.... some of &lt;strong&gt;radiohead&lt;/strong&gt; songs also here in my mind. wanna go out form the crowd. wanna enjoy my solitude. as if &lt;strong&gt;elliot smith &lt;/strong&gt; played his good to go, i remember every part of what had happened. when is the best time to go? get over it, get over them which so-called friend? shit happened lately. and i've been down. now that i know i've lost some things, now that i realize i've lost one of my fingers. complete not complete. good no good. smile for nothing. numb. my sinusitis medicine helped a lot. antibiotics are finished. and mom called me to go home soon. i'm in the middle feel uncomfortable. what should i do, oh holiday? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll ask God what to do. and after that actually still want to talk to u.&lt;br /&gt;communication? thanks to the cardigans, i'll do disconnect. &lt;br /&gt;leave me oh ya just leave me like that. friends are not true. trust is just a thing without meaning. tell me about it, tell me about it since i know nothing about it.&lt;br /&gt;as been told, strangers are never be fair. hurting u and hurted in return. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope ur songs still covering my holiday. oh ya, gladly to watch World Cup 2006 and ready to hail Netherland and England. freak off, as u told me. oh ya, i'm gonna miss my close friend damn much this holiday. let's get separated. even a while, i feel it good. time to erase all good memories. charge ourselves first. yeah that memories just try to feed us pain. but don't forget that the sunrise was somehow cool, wasn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy holiday, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;see u around next semester. cheers, and i mean it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;hey to "U", thanks to change everything.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ebee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114984621176351433?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114984621176351433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114984621176351433' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114984621176351433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114984621176351433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/06/last-piece.html' title='last piece.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114857326578103627</id><published>2006-05-25T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T00:07:45.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am emotically weirdo. emotically weirdo.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there is one of your friends ask u to slap him, would you do it? in the name of want to help him release his pain inside or what the hell is that, would you do that? i don't think what i've done is good enough nor wise enough. it is me myself better to be slapped because of my stupidity of doing what i called just now as the worst support form that been done by the one who keep repeating thinking about 'what should a good friend do'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck that. i curse myself of doing that.&lt;br /&gt;and it is emotically turns me bad. hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wasn't suppose to give the pain even if it was being asked.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the most stupid thing (one another stupidity) was, i was offering my friend another thing to do rather than slap him. i said that i would do anything logic than do something stupid. and what he wanted actually do something stupid. it was not hard at all just to go upstairs to the apartement roof and comapny him screaming out loud himself. but i wasn't do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because i was thinking about my works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell i was doing? it is abruptly corrupting my mind.&lt;br /&gt;emotically weirdo. i feel so bad, so bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously it is not a problem. but it is, for me.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted him to at least think positive even a bit. but it wasn't work i guess. i won't do any slap for other people. never. i promise myself. cause it is psychologically, harm myself. and it is bad. so bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't give a damn on your bad thoughts. crap that.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just give a damn on your dream. that's what i'll do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114857326578103627?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114857326578103627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114857326578103627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114857326578103627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114857326578103627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-am-emotically-weirdo-emotically.html' title='i am emotically weirdo. emotically weirdo.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114846385806457380</id><published>2006-05-24T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T17:44:18.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>die la die la die!</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;die la die la die's suicidal note:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday: marker for illustration board&lt;br /&gt;friday: marker for illustration board&lt;br /&gt;saturday: computer graphic, print magazine layout, prepare journal&lt;br /&gt;sunday: computer graphic, marker for illustration board&lt;br /&gt;monday: submission COMPUTER GRAPHIC, sociology and design, THOSE JOURNALS&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: submission chronicle design, marker for illustration board&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: marker for illustration journal, presentation magazine design&lt;br /&gt;thursday: submission for illustration, sociology and design journal&lt;br /&gt;friday: submission for advertisement photography, journals&lt;br /&gt;(and gotta be free at 5 pm!!! can't wait till that time come)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then we welcome holiday to color our black day!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ready for long holiday, lomo-camping, part-time job, taiping's trip, live band gig at KL, singapore/thailand's trip, Genting Highland, Bangkok Jazz, KL's city shoot with my lomo camera! can't wait to take my lomo camera around!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;about going back to indo????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...let's see. seems there none miss me that lot, so i better be here and watch World Cup 2006 together with my buddy, &lt;B&gt;fariq&lt;/B&gt; in his house! yeah rawks! can't wait holiday because those days gonne be my writing-till-die time!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mom&lt;/strong&gt;, miss u so much. i'm sorry for everything. &lt;strong&gt;dad&lt;/strong&gt;, i want to have that great conversation between father-daughter again. &lt;strong&gt;danny&lt;/strong&gt;, sorry for the late ship for ur SLAM magz. my mates &lt;strong&gt;B6 &lt;/strong&gt;the rocks: 'roti jagung' in my life. and for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;I&gt;him&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, see, now like i'm missing you anytime. but it doesn't mean that going back home is a must, aite? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna kudos all my &lt;strong&gt;GDD4 friends &lt;/strong&gt;this sems: &lt;strong&gt;SEMANGAT!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;we'll rock the lecturers with our works, okie?? cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114846385806457380?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114846385806457380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114846385806457380' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114846385806457380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114846385806457380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/05/die-la-die-la-die.html' title='die la die la die!'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114801557369167843</id><published>2006-05-19T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T12:06:53.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one of the greatest thing ever happened in my life. friends are there, directly beside and behind you and no need to ask. we are what we need, haha.</title><content type='html'>one great thing that happened in this sems is.. &lt;B&gt;B6&lt;/B&gt; itself. it was only like group to do some projects. it is basically same with the other group. just same. but what makes us different is.... the way we treat each other madness, i guess. next sems there'll be no more B6 in a way we called the group. but what we have rite now, the friendship between us, is forever. i hope it will be forever. and i hope they'll hope the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B6&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/b6.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/b6.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;kevin, melia, hera, angela, jeen, ebee&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't forget our annual meeting in Genting Highland in the end of semester. okaeh? let's work hard for our final now. and please control our madness. haha. see u guys around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114801557369167843?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114801557369167843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114801557369167843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114801557369167843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114801557369167843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/05/one-of-greatest-thing-ever-happened-in.html' title='one of the greatest thing ever happened in my life. friends are there, directly beside and behind you and no need to ask. we are what we need, haha.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114801521966573620</id><published>2006-05-19T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T20:06:44.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Da Vinci Code and the other code.</title><content type='html'>yah!! akhirnya saya sudah nonton filmnya semalam di &lt;B&gt;One Utama&lt;/B&gt;. tadinya sih ga ada rencana, tapi karena kita semua penasaran sama filmnya, jadilah tuh berangkat abis maghrib. gw nonton semalem bareng &lt;B&gt;kevin, eka, jeen, vincent, kheng tai&lt;/B&gt;. sumpah ya tuh film, oke banget. gw ga terlalu menitikberatkan apakah film itu benar atau hanya sebatas fiktif belaka. cuma gw angkat jempol buat &lt;B&gt;Dan Brown&lt;/B&gt; himself, yang atas kejeniusan dan kepintarannya bisa membuat sebuah 'fiksi' semacam itu. sesuatu yang mengguncang iman begitu. yah mending buruan nonton deh, keburu ntar udah banned, dan yang ada ga bisa nonton. lagian cinematography-nya juga keren kok. ga rugi lah. oh ya, ini foto orang2 yang nonton bareng gw semalem. gw ga ada, abisnya gw yang ngambil gambar ini.. kheng tai juga ga ada, soalnya dia ada di depan gw. hohoho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeen.eka.kevin.vincent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/mereka.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/mereka.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah deh!!! nonton sana makanya! nonton buruan :) &lt;br /&gt;oh ya, talk about another sign that happened between me and &lt;B&gt;vincent&lt;/B&gt;. it was something strange happened. sumpah aneh banget. kalopun kebetulan, itu kebetulan yang aneh. enough for that. dan semalem pas nonton, ada hal yang lucu lagi. kebetulan yang lucu, i may say. kita berenam, duduk di 6 seats in the middle, and paid MYR66 for the movies. hahaha, but who cares anywae. okie, gotta go to do my works. later, anyone. ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114801521966573620?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114801521966573620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114801521966573620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114801521966573620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114801521966573620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/05/da-vinci-code-and-other-code.html' title='Da Vinci Code and the other code.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114769077929386886</id><published>2006-05-15T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T18:59:40.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.hello at u *again* and my bukit bintang story.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hallo at everyone.&lt;br /&gt;sebelumnya gw mau menyapa temen gw, yang ternyata masih nyempetin buka blog gw selama kurang lebih sebulanan ini gw rada ogah2an ngupdate blog. selain karena gw emang lagi sibuk, gw juga lagi ga punya banyak cerita selain semua yang berbau-bau deadlines assignment. semester ini tugas lebih parah dan lebih susah. disamping itu, gw juga lagi ga dalam mood terbaik gw. juga dilanda rasa bosan pada blogspot, pada template yang itu-itu saja. semua hal statik yang ada dalam hidup gw kayaknya lagi pada ga bisa diajak kompromi. yah sekian prelude penting dari gw. untuk &lt;B&gt;misae&lt;/B&gt; dan &lt;B&gt;malika&lt;/B&gt; yang sempet comment di beberapa postingan sebelumnya dan bertanya ada apakah gerangan dengan gw, makasih banyak. gw disini *berharap* gw baik2 aja kok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough said about my hectic time. pada suatu malam, dimana seharusnya gw ngerjain illustration billboard dan tracing gambar gw ke kertas A3 lalu mewarnainya dengan marker warna-warni lalala.. gw malah cabut dong ke KL malam2. tadinya tuh pas balik kampus sore-sore tuh rasanya kayak bete banget gitu. gw eneg banget sama yang namanya tugas2 ini itu. tangan gw yang cuma dua ini, mata gw yang sudah menjadi mata panda saking kebanyakkan begadang, insomnia *yang hampir* melanda, dan juga berat badan yang turun membuat gw semakin mungil, dan serentetan masalah2 kecil, membuat hidup saya tambah ruwet. belum lagi nyokap yang kayaknya khawatir banget sama keadaan gw disini.. dan sempat menyuruh gw balik dulu ke Indonesia dengan alasan i need to release my stress. haha, satu kata: stress. and my rock parents totally fathomed that. gw jadi sedikit bahagia. setidaknya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeh, kembali ke malam-malam itu. jadi gw ama temen gw, &lt;B&gt;jeen&lt;/B&gt; si kodok, ada meeting buat tugas advertising photography. kebetulan gw ama temen gw ini emang partner in crime, dan kita sama-sama lagi ga mood sama tugas saat itu. tapi leader kami (hehe, maaf bu &lt;B&gt;melia&lt;/B&gt;-ku sayang) memaksa otak tak berdaya ini untuk memikirkan sketches lighting! hoaaaaa... ingin terjun rasanya dari lantai 9.. oh ya fyi, apartemen gw di lantai 9. nyahooo siah kalo jatoh kebawah. yaudah deh tuh, akhirnya gw ama si kodok dan juga leader (plus satu temen se-group gw lagi, &lt;B&gt;ricky&lt;/B&gt;) mikir deh mau moto apaan. akhirnya ketemu deh idenya... haha, karena kami semua walo gelo tapi tetep brilian dalam keadaan apapun. hyahyahya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah group meeting, gw sama si kodok bingung mau ngapain. housemate gw yang laen pada kembali ke kerjaannya masing2. ada yang udah mulai ngerjain billboard dsb sambil curhat tentang pacar baru.. juga ada yang coloring sambil telponan ama kekasihnya yang ada di Belanda (hahahaha!). oh ya, some of my closest friends lagi pada kena virus jatuh cinta. lagi pada ga single. hehe, ini dia yang bikin gw sama si kodok jadi bingung. soalnya kita justru sedang patah hati. yep, gw emang lagi patah hati. sangat patah hati. yah walo mungkin dari luar gw ga kelihatan begitu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaudah, ga lama, tau2 temennya si kodok bernama &lt;B&gt;vincent&lt;/B&gt; yang later gw beri gelar 'si hantu' itu dateng. dia baru balik dari kampusnya (dia kebetulan kuliahnya di International College of Music, beda sama kita2 yang kuliah design), dan sangat amat lapar. yaudah deh nih, gw ama si kodok kan juga laper. akhirnya kita bertiga memutuskan untuk mencari makan. udah gitu sekalian ngajak si &lt;B&gt;eka&lt;/B&gt;, housemate-nya si kodok yang kayaknya juga udah setereso sama kerjaan fashion-nya. akhirnya kita berempat cabut deh. di tengah jalan, pas di mobil, kita tuh yang ga tau mau makan dimana, sampe akhirnya bablas *dengan sengaja* ke KL. haha. nyampe deh kita berempat di Bukit Bintang and it was around 11 pm. makan lah mereka di sebuah restaurant named &lt;B&gt;The Ship&lt;/B&gt; yang interiornya oke tapi sayang waiters-nya popeye style semua dan sayangnya *juga, i bet* ga halal, jadi gw cuma nemenin mereka makan aja. udah nih, abis itu, ngobrol2 bentar di depan resto. suasana malam di Bukit Bintang Walk emang seru banget. keren lah. jadi kita malah jadi duduk dulu di trotoar jalan situ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entah mengapa, tau2 si hantu ngebuka bagasi belakang mobilnya. dia ngeluarin gitar. yaudah deh kita malah jadi nyanyi2 di pinggir jalan. some of bule bule ada yang ngeliatin kita, ada yang ikutan menikmati nyanyian, dan ada yang ngeliatin ga jelas. berempat menggembel2 tapi tetap bernyanyi2 syalala. sukurnya suara si hantu keren, jadi ga malu2in.. haha, dasar anak musik. udah gitu gantian, gw maenin lagu apa, si hantu main lagu apa, dan si kodok main lagu apa. gitu2 terus sampe ga sadar itu udah jam 4 pagi. gubrak. yaudah deh, akhirnya kita mutusin balik. hehe, sebelumnya, ada gitu 'stranger', yang sempet ikutan gabung sama kita. haha, backpacker gitu deh dia. cuma sayangnya kita berempat ga yang gitu2 ngeh sama keberadaannya. jadinya yah gitu deh. but anyhoo we were hallo at that stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here some of the photos taken. &lt;br /&gt;bukitbintang1&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/gembel.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/gembel.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bb2&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/hghjghj.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/hghjghj.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vincent&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/Jmjm.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/Jmjm.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xcx&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/04052006%28004%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/04052006%28004%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywae, gw mau bilang makasih buat si kodok sama si hantu, juga si &lt;B&gt;eka&lt;/B&gt; untuk malam itu. malam dimana gw bener2 ngerasa ngelakuin one step to release my stress. dimana kita berempat ngobrol, ketawa, tapi bukan untuk hal2 yang ga penting. we did talk much about life and friendship in between. just, thanks for giving me another one best moment in my life. cheers. okie, i'll write again later. karena gw harus buru2 ke rumah temen gw, ada pemotretan lagi! doakan jepretan gw bagus yah! later, everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;quote of the day:&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;what comes is better, than what came before&lt;/B&gt; - Cat Power (Velvet Underground) in &lt;I&gt;I Found a Reason&lt;/I&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;social ramble to my mate, &lt;B&gt;jeen&lt;/B&gt; si kodok.. i'll be here behind u my dear! and u have &lt;strong&gt;B6&lt;/strong&gt; who love u a lot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114769077929386886?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114769077929386886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114769077929386886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114769077929386886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114769077929386886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-at-u-again-and-my-bukit-bintang.html' title='.hello at u *again* and my bukit bintang story.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114577271227121593</id><published>2006-04-23T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T14:11:52.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my God! sumpah ya.. kalo ada cowok yang style-nya begini, udah gitu open minded, mandiri, responsible, mature, and in the same faith with me... gilaaaaaaa... &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/rambutnya.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/rambutnya.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114577271227121593?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114577271227121593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114577271227121593' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114577271227121593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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kesempatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dan kita hanya perlu cukup tahu.&lt;br /&gt;kalau manusia itu memang begitu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114451562467314754?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114451562467314754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114451562467314754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114451562467314754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114451562467314754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/04/tidak-mengerti-film-itu-membosankan.html' title='tidak mengerti. film itu membosankan. dan merugikan. film tentang hidup yang akhirnya ga happy ending. sigh. sesat!'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114391718422035640</id><published>2006-04-02T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T02:46:24.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it has been a long saturday..</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current song: "i will be blessed" (in shuffle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah akhirnya kejadian lagi. &lt;br /&gt;kedua kali dalam hidup. atau berkali2 tapi gw ga pernah sadar?&lt;br /&gt;datang, ada, lalu pergi..&lt;br /&gt;dan gw harus tetap senyum untuk itu.&lt;br /&gt;gara2 &lt;B&gt;dia&lt;/B&gt; dan hanya karena itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;begitu pesan &lt;B&gt;dini&lt;/B&gt; kepada saya dalam keadaan rumah gelap gulita..&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw ga sedih kok. tenang aja.&lt;br /&gt;sudah biasa sedih. jadi tak apa.&lt;br /&gt;cuma... jadi semakin takut, untuk bisa punya rasa.&lt;br /&gt;sekalinya ada dan tipe gw, it never works. &lt;br /&gt;mungkin karena bukan yang terbaik, dan belum tepat waktu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terima kasih ya Rabb, untuk menjaga hati ini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;social ramble:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;abam punya friendster.&lt;/I&gt; aih, hari gini?&lt;br /&gt;kadang2 rasa sakit karena harus berakhirnya pertemanan kami, terobati dengan hal2 ga penting seperti ini.. but i do miss u, mate. ur selfishness, mainly. ga ada yang bisa paham elo seperti gw paham elo. karena lo mati rasanya kuadrat.. dan gw tau caranya. iya kan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114391718422035640?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114391718422035640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114391718422035640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114391718422035640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114391718422035640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-has-been-long-saturday.html' title='it has been a long saturday..'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114344715272168349</id><published>2006-03-27T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T16:12:32.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so petrified.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan,&lt;br /&gt;aku hanya tidak perlu berburuk sangka kepada-Mu, bukan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me an ability to do that &lt;I&gt;camouflage&lt;/I&gt;, again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114344715272168349?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114344715272168349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114344715272168349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114344715272168349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114344715272168349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-petrified.html' title='so petrified.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114319375133019024</id><published>2006-03-24T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T17:49:11.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>calling for all submission!! deadly dead nyeeaaah!</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...hiatus! &lt;br /&gt;...hiatus! &lt;br /&gt;...hiatus! &lt;br /&gt;...hiatus! &lt;br /&gt;...hiatus! &lt;br /&gt;...hiatus! &lt;br /&gt;...hiatus! &lt;br /&gt;...hiatus&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah 3 hari ga tidur, dan sempat drop semalem karena pusing yang berlebih karena sleepless effect, akhirnyaaaaaaaa... udah submit semua dong!!gila. mudah2an poster gw tadi ga consider as late submission. hhh, dan mudah2an basic studio lighting assignment gw bisa dapet nilai yang lumayan. ah, tiduuuuuuuuuur!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*check &lt;a href="http://www.shootanemo.deviantart.com"&gt;http://www.shootanemo.deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt; for my latest work. cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114319375133019024?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114319375133019024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114319375133019024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114319375133019024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114319375133019024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/03/calling-for-all-submission-deadly-dead.html' title='calling for all submission!! deadly dead nyeeaaah!'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114305750648058215</id><published>2006-03-23T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T03:58:26.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SKAK MAT!!</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KALAH ATAU HEBAT??&lt;br /&gt;KALAH SIA-SIA?? KALAH TELAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KENAPA SIH GA SADAR-SADAR KALO LO TUH UDAH DI-SKAK MAT??&lt;br /&gt;salah lo sendiri kenapa bisa ngalamin kejadian yang sama, lagi..&lt;br /&gt;dua kali itu bisa dibilang parah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaarrrgghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;tugas numpuk ga karuan! mood berantakan!&lt;br /&gt;chatarsis, where is the best place to run??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114305750648058215?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114305750648058215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114305750648058215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114305750648058215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114305750648058215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/03/skak-mat.html' title='SKAK MAT!!'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114305712045966183</id><published>2006-03-23T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T03:52:00.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bertahan di rumah lama.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingat kalo di beberapa post sebelumnya, gw pernah nulis kalo gw pengen hengkang dari blog ini dan pindah ke blog lain?? keputusan saya berubah. saya tidak mau hengkang, untuk sementara waktu ini.. mengingat sudah banyak juga yang gw tulis. dan gw ga ngerasa &lt;I&gt;that desperate to move&lt;/I&gt; dari sini. cuma perlu dekorasi kali yah. pengen ganti skin! so i won't post any last post. cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114305712045966183?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114305712045966183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114305712045966183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114305712045966183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114305712045966183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/03/bertahan-di-rumah-lama_23.html' title='bertahan di rumah lama.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114287511612527269</id><published>2006-03-21T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T02:23:35.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gila-gilaan. dari KL sampe Sepang. maksud loooohh??</title><content type='html'>jadi gini yah.. hari sabtu yang lalu gw ama temen2 gw yakni &lt;strong&gt;hera&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;melia&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;kevin&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;angela&lt;/strong&gt;, dan &lt;strong&gt;jeen&lt;/strong&gt; ke KL. niatnya sih mau ke &lt;B&gt;E-Six&lt;/B&gt; process film doang, secara kita semua males buat ngelakuin itu semua sendiri di lab *mengingat tetugasan lain juga belum pada kelar dikerjain.. sigh*. udah gitu, ternyata ga bisa. itu bisanya 3 hari! ih malesin banget.. mending dilakuin sendiri (dimana pagi ini saya dan kawan2 saya lakukan dan selesai sudah sampe ke contact prints-nyah segala). yessss!!! besok tinggal enlargement *dan foto glamour sih..*. anywae, balik lagi ke kejadian hari sabtu kemaren. udah nih ya, secara ga bisa diproses, akhirnya cuma gw dan &lt;B&gt;kevin&lt;/B&gt; yang cetak foto. dia cetak slide films-nyah, gw cetak film pas reunian di bandung kemaren. setelah itu, kita semua makan di &lt;B&gt;Burger King&lt;/B&gt;. &lt;I&gt;oh ya, di Indo ada tak yah?? jadi penasaran..&lt;/I&gt; trus gw sempet sholat di &lt;B&gt;Masjid Jamek&lt;/B&gt; *akhirnya kesampean juga sholat disitu..*, sebelum akhirnya kita memutuskan cabut ke &lt;B&gt;KLCC&lt;/B&gt;. pas kesana, kita yang nyasar2 gitu, secara ada jalan yang ditutup karena ada acara &lt;B&gt;promo tour of BMW Sauber by F1 in Sepang Circuit&lt;/B&gt; gitu lah. jadi kita muter2 ga jelas, ngakak2 sampe geblek di mobil sewa yang najoooong banget amit-amit berat setirnya, muakakakak. yah, bagaimanapun kami semua berniat baik ke KLCC: &lt;I&gt;mau research *lagi* buat Customer Behavior - Sociology and Design project presentation&lt;/I&gt;. mulia bukan?? u thiiiinnkkk??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah deh, akhirnya disana kita ke &lt;B&gt;La Cucur&lt;/B&gt;, sebuah resto kecil yang menjual kuih muih traditional Malaysia. interview mba-mba kasirnya, interview beberapa customer, dan sudah dapet info yang lumayaaan... akhirnya kami melanjutkan perjalanan untuk membahagiakan diri sendiri: anjiiis, we did shopping *na ah, not every of us, it was like ONLY me*. gw kan lagi in desperately need of belt (lo tau, ukuran pinggang gw mengecil seruas jari tau!! parah!). yah akhirnya saya menemukannya di Padini Authentic setelah mencari2 yang tepat (sampai kawan saya &lt;B&gt;Melia&lt;/B&gt; bete sendiri sepertinya ^__^). selain itu showerpuff gw kan udah ble'e yah, akhirnya mampir ke The Body Shop. lalu, beli apa lagi ya?? oh ya, cardigan diskon di PDI. dasar wanita ekonomis, ga bisa liat sale!! *walo benci kapitalis - karena tau dibalik kata SALE yang terpampang pasti mereka sudah merinci keuntungan, stupid!! - tapi tetep dibeli juga*. lalu lalu ketemu sama beberapa kawan, sebelum akhirnya kita memutuskan untuk pulang saja karena sudah malam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini dia waktu di lift KLCC. najoooong. poto mah teteuuuup. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/IMG_9128.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/IMG_9128.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, serunya nih pas pulang. jadi pas lagi di tengah2 highway, ada gitu mobil iseng dari belakang, main2in lampu jauhnya. ah mengganggu konsentrasi &lt;B&gt;kevin&lt;/B&gt; si supir! ya udah deh, akhirnya bablas yes bablas, bukannya belok ke Putrajaya/Cyberjaya ini malah udah di highway menuju Johor Bahru! damn, and it was 11 something p.m! mana jalanan sepi.. tol kerasa panjang banget.. dan kami pun memutuskan untuk keluar di KLIA (airport) ajah, which was ngelewatin Sepang anywae. mana kita berlima nganga2 gitu pas mba2 tol nyuruh bayar RM7.40! WTF??? itu mahal bet buat ukuran student yang biasa bayar RM1 ajah.. lo bisa bayangin betapa jauhnya nyasar kamiii?? yaudah akhirnya nemu juga KLIA. tadinya cuma mau lewat ajah. eh tau2 pake acara pengen numpang pipis. udah aja gitu, kita berenti dan turun dulu ke airport. belaga mau balik ke indo.. nyari2 pesawat.. najiiiis, gaya doang bisanya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini &lt;strong&gt;ngela&lt;/strong&gt;, gw, &lt;strong&gt;melia&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;hera&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;kevin&lt;/strong&gt; was behind the lense.. di depan airport yang katanya terindah di asia (apa dunia yah? gw lupa..) &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/IMG_9148.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/IMG_9148.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"keinginan terpendam pengen balik ke Indo sebenernya.."&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/IMG_9153.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/IMG_9153.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yasudah, akhirnya kita berhasil menemukan jalan untuk kembali ke Cyberia. hoaaa cape! tapi senang. setidaknya di minggu2 yang hectic abis ini kita masih sempat berjalan-jalan ria sekedar mengurangi tekanan batin akibat deadline yang menggunung! terima kasih kawan-kawan. we were rawks on some stupid things, weren't we??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114287511612527269?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114287511612527269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114287511612527269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114287511612527269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114287511612527269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/03/gila-gilaan-dari-kl-sampe-sepang.html' title='gila-gilaan. dari KL sampe Sepang. maksud loooohh??'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114287497302182317</id><published>2006-03-21T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T01:33:39.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah bukan. dia bukan artis. dia hanya model gadungan untuk assignment basic studio lighting...</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/DSC_0154.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/DSC_0154.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and not more than that!! dia salah satu kawan baik saya. satu afiliasi di B6 alias kumpulan makhluk2 pecinta boyband backstreet boys oyeh. itu satu statement yang ga perlu lo percaya, for God's sake, secara gw pribadi ga minat sama aliran musik sekeren mereka. yah yah, aliran musik gw emang aneh *seperti yang dibilang orang &lt;I&gt;kebanyakkan&lt;/I&gt;.* lah terus??? lo pikiiiiiirrr... (dilanjutkan dengan sumpah serapah anak2 gaul jakarta yang ada di pojokkan sana --&gt; saling tunjuk! kyekyekyeeeee... poni ngesot lo coy!!! belaga asik!). aduh2, posting gw jadi ga jelas gini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywae gw mau cerita soal temen gw yang satu ini. ah patah hati sayah. gw sama temen2 gw nih ya, kalo liat dia abis dipoto (atau ada saat pemotretan) pasti yang berteriak-teriak "ih, &lt;B&gt;Kevin&lt;/B&gt; ga bangeeettt...". tapi yah asal ga ada orangnya (misalnya sedang mengedit poto2 berformat RAW itu into JPEG, kita-kita pada drooling sendiri sambil berbisik malu-malu *najisin*, "ih dia tuh cakep banget kali...". mungkin kalo diliat di poto inih, dia keliatan ga terlalu okeh lah ya.. tapi asal lo ketemu orangnya langsung, di pagi hari saat matahari baru saja bersinar dan kelas jam 9 pagi dimulai.. dia bisa menyita perhatianmu! entah untuk dipuji.. atau dihina!! kenapa??? yah walo kece kadang kalo bangun tidur telat, dia bisa beneran ga fashionable dan nggak keren beneran!!! hahaha, ga juga sih. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebenernya yang bikin dia tetep oke dimata kami, karena dia baik hati!!! dia juga leader group project gw, yang cerewet, ga sabaran, kegenitan, dan lain sebagainya. ah pokoknya dia seru!! dan gaya dia di poto ini bukan gaya dia sehari2 kok.. dia mah kalo mau jadi &lt;I&gt;anak gaul Sungei Wang&lt;/I&gt; cuma by order ajah ^_______^, yah seperti saat ada tugas poto beginian ini :) udah ah, heran. ntar dia ke-gr-an lagi dibahas khusus di blog gw! ogaaaaaahhhhhhh!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;thanks for &lt;B&gt;Kevin Taij&lt;/B&gt; for being such this kind to us, B6. friends forever!!&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114287497302182317?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114287497302182317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114287497302182317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114287497302182317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114287497302182317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/03/ah-bukan-dia-bukan-artis-dia-hanya.html' title='ah bukan. dia bukan artis. dia hanya model gadungan untuk assignment basic studio lighting...'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114169162924052312</id><published>2006-03-07T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T20:17:58.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>predictable things, u reckon?</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harus bangun pagi, dan baru tidur jam 3.&lt;br /&gt;emang sih ini udah untuk ke-sekian kalinya gw tidur pagi.&lt;br /&gt;jadi bukan hal baru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;tapi ga pernah gw segampang ini bangun subuh, apalagi baru ngerasa tidur 2 jam ajah, dengan mudah saat membuka mata..&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez, apa iyah gw beneran tidur?&lt;br /&gt;atau gw sebenernya merem doang, dan ga tidur cuma gara-gara &lt;I&gt;dia&lt;/I&gt;??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114169162924052312?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114169162924052312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114169162924052312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114169162924052312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114169162924052312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/03/predictable-things-u-reckon.html' title='predictable things, u reckon?'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114149445172985954</id><published>2006-03-05T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T01:49:44.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kisah kutilang kabel listrik dan bekisar kuning</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada sih orang yang 'sok iyeh' banjeeet.. nama unggas didaur sembarangan. ah, gw mah ga peduli. masalahnya hari ini sedang kelewat kreatif sih, hihi. oh ya, sekarang gw udah punya istilah gemilang untuk para lelucuan gw dan &lt;B&gt;hera&lt;/B&gt; (yang punya hera baru diciptakan pas makan nasi goreng tadi..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bayangkan keadaannya seperti ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;(suatu siang di plaza 'makanlah' yang penuh, saat sedang duduk dengan partner2 makan siang bersama, refers to &lt;B&gt;dini, hera, melia, didit, adit, manda, feta,&lt;/B&gt;dkk)&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;gw&lt;/B&gt;: "waduh, ada &lt;B&gt;kutilang kabel listrik&lt;/B&gt; lewat" *dengan muka ceria*&lt;br /&gt;orang2 yang semeja sama gw pun langsung bertanya2 dalam hati: "apa sih??". nah, for your information yah kawan, akronim tersebut artinya &lt;B&gt;kurus-tinggi-langsing-kacamata-tebel-nulis-dan suka musik&lt;/B&gt;. jadi, bisa jadi saat itu &lt;strong&gt;hail hail&lt;/strong&gt; lagi beredar *hopefully tidak dengan dandanan a la DJ Robotnya itu*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalu tak lama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hera: "wah, ada &lt;strong&gt;bekisar kuning lewat&lt;/strong&gt;" *mukanya ga kalah ceria*&lt;br /&gt;jangan pusing *lagi* yah kawan.. karena akronim yang satu ini artinya &lt;B&gt;berisi-kulit putih-dewasa-rapih-kacamataan-unik-dan ningrat&lt;/B&gt;. jadi, bisa saja 'dia yang namanya tidak boleh disebut karena hera akan malu jika ketahuan' sedang beredar disekitar meja..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh, see?? kami wanita tidak mau munafik. kami hanya makhluk yang realistis :) dan yah, gw sm hera bener2 berasa sangat jenius saat ini. muakakakak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114149445172985954?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114149445172985954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114149445172985954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114149445172985954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114149445172985954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/03/kisah-kutilang-kabel-listrik-dan.html' title='kisah kutilang kabel listrik dan bekisar kuning'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114120309979332765</id><published>2006-03-01T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T16:51:40.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aku mau hengkang!!!</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukan karena tidak puas dengan fitur yang sudah ada, tapi saya cuma mau ganti suasana baru dalam hidup *ceileee*, jadi kayaknya udah saatnya gw buat hengkang!! damn, i love the word 'hengkang', bahasa indo murni kali yah?? pokoknya cabut, adios amigos, au revoir dari blog ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terlalu banyak yang pribadi.. sebenernya, menurut looooo, penting ga sih orang punya blog?? ada yang bilang ga penting karena hanya orang bego yang bongkar aib dan privasinya sendiri. tapi idih, terserah gituh.. kalo gw sih ga bego, soalnya gw masih bisa tau mana yang pribadi mana yang enggak. betul gak penonton??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah ah.. searching searching.. searching for new home :)&lt;br /&gt;this is &lt;S&gt;will be&lt;/S&gt; might not my last post in the buggle kok??&lt;br /&gt;*yaaaaaa, ketahuan gituw gw ngefans sama &lt;B&gt;the libertines&lt;/B&gt;, muakakakak!! ada yang suka juga ga??*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku mau hengkang!!! hidup sehat cara hengkang!!! *sorry goes to &lt;B&gt;mr. hembing&lt;/B&gt;*. soalnya lagi sensiiiiiiii *curse u bursary!!!!!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114120309979332765?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114120309979332765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114120309979332765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114120309979332765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114120309979332765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/03/aku-mau-hengkang.html' title='aku mau hengkang!!!'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114106409293965989</id><published>2006-02-28T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T02:14:53.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday was hard enough, oh yes, extra heartbeat for ur glasses and hairstyle.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working hard to finish my 'sociology and anthropology versus design' analysis, while listening to &lt;I&gt;One Million&lt;/I&gt; of &lt;B&gt;Athelete&lt;/B&gt; and &lt;I&gt;Everything Changed&lt;/I&gt; by &lt;B&gt;Aqualung&lt;/B&gt;. what a nice song, to lead you out of unfathomable thinking, like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bisa ga sih someone feels such really into another, in a sense dia ga kenal secara 'real' orang tersebut? tapi dia ngerasain interested yang amat sangat, sampe dia ngerasa kenal padahal ga kenal? dan apa yang bikin dia 'ngerasa' kenal hanya those infos gained all about. walo itu pasti cuma surface-nya aja, dan dia cuma dapet general common things? rasa suka yang ga ada definisinya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo emang bisa, for God's sake, what's happened with a thing called &lt;I&gt;feeling&lt;/I&gt;? gw mungkin akan lebih prefer nanya: "normal ga sih?", daripada ngasih statement: "mampus, gw lagi ngerasain itu!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;u mustn't come back and make me think over you, like, twice. just reckon, yes? and yesterday was hard enough, mister..&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114106409293965989?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114106409293965989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114106409293965989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114106409293965989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114106409293965989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/02/yesterday-was-hard-enough-oh-yes-extra.html' title='yesterday was hard enough, oh yes, extra heartbeat for ur glasses and hairstyle.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114097890670619821</id><published>2006-02-27T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T03:10:56.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>current song: a minor incident. sedang menunggu rendering movie..</title><content type='html'>oh ya, kemaren janji untuk ngelanjutin blog kan? sayangnya mood gw seminggu lalu udah ga sama kayak sekarang. week pertama udah lewat, tapi tugas presentasi langsung maut: kelompok gw bikin short documentary about multiracial country such as malaysia. ya udah, gw kebagian buat ngedit rekamannya, syukur aja bisa. cuma renderingnya itu lho.. ditambah lagi waktu yang mepet dan kapasitas laptop yang akhirnya jadi 'pas-pas'an karena satu video tuh bisa 2GB ato 3GB *dan trial aja ada beberapa video gitu..*. syukur ada external hardisknya &lt;B&gt;manda&lt;/B&gt; yang cukup membantu! special thanks goes to that chubby gurl with new hair-style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;editan euy&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/MMryz..jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/MMryz..jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan ini udah pagi. cukup pagi juga untuk ngejalanin final editing. gw sama &lt;B&gt;ngela&lt;/B&gt; masih terpaksa melek dan delete delete rec yang *ternyata* ga penting, sementara kawanku &lt;B&gt;hera&lt;/B&gt; sudah merem dibalik selimutnya. what a tiring day, indeed. oh ya, tadi makan malem di &lt;B&gt; Johny's Thai Restaurant&lt;/B&gt;, hari ini &lt;B&gt;pao&lt;/B&gt; traktiran gitu de.. kan tanggal 23 feb kemaren dia ulangtahun. dan tadi tuh rame-rame gitu makan disana.. bareng ama tetangga depan penthouse juga. geblek dah pokoknya.. tapi sayang perut gw kok langsung aneh gini. dari tadi siang abis makan kek cokelat, trus tau2 masuk makanan thailand nan berbumbu *plus tom yam nan pedeus pisan..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;hum.. oh ya, did i ever mention about the return of my eye candy??&lt;/B&gt; kalo kata Eminem sih "yes, he's back, back again..". akhirnya dia kembali. sudahlaaaaah, lupakan yang sudah berlalu, yang penting dia balik, itu udah nunjukin kalo dia tanggung jawab kan?? tapi udah lama gini gw ga liat-liat &lt;B&gt;*dia yang rambutnya makin keren itu*&lt;/B&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yasudah lah.. gw sedang benar2 sibuk. gw harus render lagi. besok mau ke kampus pagi2. mau ngerjain assignment computer graphic, coloring. mudah2an bisa selese paling enggak 20%. eh 5% juga ga papa de.. soalnya jam 1 udah masuk :( gw ga sempet-sempet gitu ngerjainnya. sampe hari ini, dari seminggu lalu, gw cuma nyelesein background doang. hodoh. emang sih dikumpul akhir semester.. cuma ya biarlah. lagian emang beneran ga ada waktu, soalnya lagi ngerjain editan ini. editan kelas karbit, as i said. good mourning everyone, mainly who has been infected by hectic-vities virus as moi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, wish i cud know u, pal. &lt;br /&gt;refers to &lt;B&gt;sianakui&lt;/B&gt; who *also* interested in lomo. &lt;br /&gt;haiyaaaaaa, gotta make a link, shall we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114097890670619821?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114097890670619821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114097890670619821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114097890670619821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114097890670619821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/02/current-song-minor-incident-sedang.html' title='current song: a minor incident. sedang menunggu rendering movie..'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114043350431075545</id><published>2006-02-20T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T19:05:05.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>official invitation to those who love art!! come and enjoy the exhibition.. thanks to my friend Zee who invites me *even i could catch the opening party at feb 7th, since i was not in malaysia, sigh..*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/useagain%20invitation.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/useagain%20invitation.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114043350431075545?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114043350431075545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114043350431075545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114043350431075545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114043350431075545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/02/official-invitation-to-those-who-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114043333293129703</id><published>2006-02-20T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T19:02:12.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehehe, my own portrait! seperti apa yang disebut oleh dinamic duo: erik and erlend of kings of convenience that "quite is the new loud".. seenggaknya ekspektasi dari desain gw ini sama lah dengan makna judul albumnya mereka itu. "ini cara lain untuk bisa bicara, atau sedikit dimengerti". setuju?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/berani%20berekspresi.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/berani%20berekspresi.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114043333293129703?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114043333293129703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114043333293129703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114043333293129703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/114043333293129703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/02/hehehe-my-own-portrait-seperti-apa.html' title=''/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114043319933398647</id><published>2006-02-20T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T19:00:00.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ga tau kenapa, kata2 di Al Quran yang satu ini bener-bener bagus banget.. gw baru sadar pas baca salah satu front page-nya buku seniman indonesia bernama Sitok S. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/bookmark1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/bookmark1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114043319933398647?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114043319933398647/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-114041336237103512</id><published>2006-02-20T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T13:29:22.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one happy for day one!</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi gini.. hari ini hari pertama masuk kuliah lagi! what a sunny day! jadi tadi pagi matahari bersinar cerah, semalem habis ujan. tau gak, di rumah gw sekarang udah ada &lt;B&gt;PS2&lt;/B&gt; dan gw baru menyadari bahwasanya &lt;B&gt;hera&lt;/B&gt; itu maniak game!!! sumpah!! dia yang pertama kali akan lengah di semester ini! ini semua karena &lt;B&gt;bibi Mei&lt;/B&gt; yang membawa seperangkat console nan canggih, mana sebelahnya ada PS1 gitu lengkap dengan DDR mat-nya!! beneran dah.. mana sekarang di ruang tamu jadi rame, hera lagi dalam rangka menyelesaikan game FFX (yang semua controller languangenya Chinese! ga ada yang tahu!! jadi deh main2nya nebak-nebak). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhh, tadi pagi pas briefing Design Studies, ternyata yang namanya Ms. Ezlina itu cantik aja! dia itu model buat 'basic studio lighting' di PhotoLab. gw kira yang mana orangnya.. taunya dia. huhuu.. udah masuk nih.. lect gw dah dtg.. mau belajar color management dulu!! daaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued yea!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-114041336237103512?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/114041336237103512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=114041336237103512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menghitung hari nih, lusa gw balik lagi ke malaysia. bersiap-siap takjub dengan cerita semester 4. selama 3 sems terakhir, ada aja kejadian yang bikin gw ga lupa sama betapa hectic und pathetic gw disana. hooo. seminggu terakhir ini gw jalan mulu.. jarang ada di rumah. kayaknya jadwal hari-hari gw tuh yang ribet banget. ga tau gw yang sok nyari-nyari kerjaan atau emang ini adalah kerjaan yang numpuk karena sebelumnya gw having a long time of hibernating. ngeks. keren banget gw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kamis &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;ketemu sama &lt;strong&gt;fariq &lt;/strong&gt;(njisss, dia tembem banget.. makmur deh dia! lucuuuuuu pengen digampar aja tuh pipinya!!) di kantor Asiaman, sekalian gw bayaran kuliah. udah gitu gw ma fariq jalan bareng &lt;strong&gt;mba ika dan mba ike &lt;/strong&gt;(weits, mereka ga kembar) ke PIM2. hohoho, balik malem. schaaaaat! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jumat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; makan malem bareng bokap nyokap. yeah, gw ulangtahun hari ini. sayang adek gw ga ikut karena dia latihan basket. eh pulang-pulang dapet 'kejutan sok-sok kaget' dari temen2 deket gw waktu SMA. makasih banget buat &lt;strong&gt;indra&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;tika&lt;/strong&gt;, dan &lt;strong&gt;galuh&lt;/strong&gt;.. buat kado pink itu *oh nooooo!* dan tiramisunya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sabtu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; kemanakah saya?? oh ya, ke SMA 81! ada pelantikan ekskul waktu sma. udah gitu dapet telepon dari &lt;strong&gt;hera&lt;/strong&gt; (ah.. kocak lo her!). udah gitu ke rumah laysa, nengokin dia abis kecelakaan. udah gitu langsung mabur ke Plaza Semanggi (tadinya janjian ama &lt;strong&gt;fariq&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; tachul&lt;/strong&gt;, dan &lt;strong&gt;regina&lt;/strong&gt;). tapi dasar tempe, pada ga bisa semua.. yang ada gw trapped alone disana.. yasudah, pulanglah saya naik bis kota dan menikmati malam minggu di sepanjang jalan gatot subroto.. ah, pikiran semakin cliche dan mellow.. kikikikik. sebelum pulang, tetep mampir beli cd bajakan-nya &lt;strong&gt;Flanella&lt;/strong&gt; *maaaaappp*! kekekekek.. buat nemenin begadang malem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;minggu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; main sama &lt;strong&gt;tiqus&lt;/strong&gt; dan &lt;strong&gt;fitut &lt;/strong&gt;di rumahnya. abis nge-burn cd gw lupa ngabarin nyokap perihal delay-nya pesawat yang mengangkut tante gw yang emang mau dateng sore ini. gw ampe malem di rumah fitut.. ngobroooolnya cewek. biasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; tante gw dan kk sepupu gw ngerayain ulangtahun gw sama keponakan gw, &lt;strong&gt;ifan&lt;/strong&gt;. kebetulan cuma beda 3 hari gitu ulangtahun kita.. huuu ga nyangka!! terharu!! oh ya, gw sampe ga balik, padahal papa mamanya fariq dateng ke rumah. udah gitu sempet2nya ke CiTos beli cokelat tobleron (hodoh ga gw ini??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;selasa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sekarang gw lagi ngetik.. nunggu waktu. rencananya bakal ketemu mira di CiTos hari ini.. huhuhu. ga tau deh. gw ngaret 1 jam nih.. udah ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hummmmmm... besok mau jalan sama nyokap. beli keperluan yang perlu dibawa pulang! anyhoo kalo ditanya puas apa enggak liburan ini, gw puas! 2.5 bulan udah bikin gw sedikit ilang ingatan! i'm gonna miss indonesia so much. hehehe, udah ga sabar pengen liat &lt;strong&gt;belalang tempur&lt;/strong&gt;! tadi gw cek fs, dia potong rambut! ganteeeeng benerrrr.. dan juga pengen mastiin gosip2 anak indo, perihal kepulangan hail2dthief ke gurun siberia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang mengejutkan: katanya &lt;strong&gt;Kings of Convenience bakal konser di Jakarta!! &lt;/strong&gt;gilaaaaaaa mau nabung aaaaahh!!!! balik!!!! mau nangisssss rasanyaaaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kangen pengen cepet2 masuk kampus hitam dan berkutat dengan kehidupan aneh binti ajaib di dalamnya!!! hoooraaaayyyy.. write 2 u l8r, kalo dah di kamar gw di B3=9=3 kali yaaaa *gayaaaaaa*. ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113928801320859722?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113928801320859722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113928801320859722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113928801320859722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113928801320859722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-is-song-la-la-la-la-dumber-song_07.html' title='&quot;this is a song la la la la dumber song&quot;. cliche bee, clicheeeee!!'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113826244156222111</id><published>2006-01-26T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T16:00:41.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ngeks ngeks, sedang ingin in advance!</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin karena gw sadar pada akhirnya bahwa kadar menghargai-diri-sendiri yang gw punya ternyata diatas normal.. maka i greet myself a special happy birthday in advance *padahal masih around one week to go, najisin*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gw ga perduli orang mau bilang apa. sebodo tea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang jelas harus ada kado spesial yang disiapin *oleh gw* untuk gw buat usia 19 nanti. bukan masalah pamali atau ga pamali, tapi ini masalah apresiasi diri aja. yang jelas kado itu adalah sebuah &lt;strong&gt;keberanian&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dimana aku akan bermuka badak bertemu dengan para penerbit *melirik lists* dan menyuguhkan amplop A3 cokelat beserta softcopy-nya. anjis.&lt;/strong&gt; apa gw berani?? bahkan sampe gw ngetik ini, gw masih ga berani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and for special wish? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw mau salah satu dari mereka *baca: penerbit* yang kuelu-elukan sepanjang minggu ini dan kubaca habis karya2 yang sudah diterbitkan olehnya, mau memberikan kontrak 2 atau 3 bulan ke depan kepadaku dan membiarkan 'kumpulan-tulisan-setengah-nyawa-sok-melankolis-tapi-gw-sayang-banget' itu ada di pojokan bagian sastra di toko2 buku terdekat... huhuhu. namanya juga berharap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;another special wish?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw mau teman berbagi.&lt;/strong&gt; terserah mau diartikan apa. yang jelas setelah jurnal harian gw yang tebelnya segaban-gaban itu diganti sama yang terakhir ini, gw ogah nyelesein masalah dan pikiran cuma sama bagian diri gw yang lain... *sambil tersenyum malu-malu, goes to malu-maluin banget!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;curhat terselubung:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw kangen sama hidup normal dimana hidup tidak teratur, tidur tidak teratur, tugas kuliah bikin hectic, dan semacamnya!!! yay!! tanggal 9 feb gw balik ke malaysia *neraka*!! aku butuh duit *juga*, sungguh!!! mau beli cd the adams neh.. serius! bantulah aku dari dunia perbajakan yang sudah *secara* tidak sengaja kugeluti... pemerintah bener2 mengecewakan!!! enyahlah enyahlah!! apalagi band-band sok keren di blantika musik indonesia... enyahlaaaaaaaaahhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan yah, aku rindu &lt;strong&gt;kamu&lt;/strong&gt; sangat!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113826244156222111?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113826244156222111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113826244156222111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113826244156222111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113826244156222111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/01/ngeks-ngeks-sedang-ingin-in-advance.html' title='ngeks ngeks, sedang ingin in advance!'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113756008153050524</id><published>2006-01-18T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T12:54:41.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>selamat ulangtahun!!!</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;special social rambling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;selamat ulangtahun, ka halief.&lt;/strong&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='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113661876726690132</id><published>2006-01-07T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T15:26:07.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>puisi itu mau bahasanya pop atau serius, sama indahnya!!</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*abis dapet message darinya!!* and this social ramble goes to him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"and i'm all high enough for waiting"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*beneran, tolong kasih tau gw selama ini gw lu anggep apa? gw ga keberatan nunggu kok tapi harus jelas! seperti yang diajarkan di ekonomi selama 3 tahun, GW GA MAU RUGI!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho. sedang mood menulis. 100 poems bentar lagi kelar. sedang mengumpulkan keberanian untuk mengirim naskah-naskah *ah ga keren bahasanya, manuskrip aja deh* sampah yang saya punya itu... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...selamat datang untuk peri-peri mimpi yang menukarkan mimpi demi sesuatu yang dianggapnya hidup, walau tak terjamah namun genta yang mereka punya adalah nyata...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, kalo ada waktu baca deh: &lt;strong&gt;"antologi: bunga matahari"&lt;/strong&gt;-nya Bunga Matahari *ada puisinya &lt;strong&gt;Uga&lt;/strong&gt; sang drummer C'mon Lennon lho!* sama &lt;strong&gt;"on nothing"&lt;/strong&gt;-nya sitok s. emang, puisi itu mau bahasanya pop atau serius, sama indahnya!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113661876726690132?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113661876726690132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113661876726690132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113661876726690132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113661876726690132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2006/01/puisi-itu-mau-bahasanya-pop-atau.html' title='puisi itu mau bahasanya pop atau serius, sama indahnya!!'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113605012327698283</id><published>2006-01-01T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T01:28:43.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006: refleksi dan kontemplasi.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ga terasa udah tahun 2006. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw punya resolusi besar tahun ini, yaitu memperbaiki kualitas diri sebaik2nya. ga muluk2, gw cuma mau benerin hubungan vertikal gw aja. selama ini gw ngerasa, ternyata dunia emang cuma secetek itu yah? setahun kemaren alhamdulillah banyak belajar. gw jadi ngerasa makin wajib bersyukur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhh. met tahun baru. mari ramai2 bikin resolusi, kawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tahun ini harus lebih baik daripada tahun kemarin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhir tahun 2005 kemaren ditutup dengan hal paling membahagiakan tahun ini: ketemuan sama temen2 nemang kawinol. what a friendship. mereka emang harta, yang harus bisa gw jaga. terima kasih untuk &lt;strong&gt;siti, yoan, ardi, panok, ivanna, luthfi, bil, dan suzan,&lt;/strong&gt; untuk akhir tahun yang indah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"kita pahlawan. kita gaya." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*seperti yang disepakati bersama, bukan begitu, Nok??*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mari jalani hidup dengan apa adanya. ga perlu ada terompet dan pesta. karena menangis itu jauh lebih baik untuk kontemplasi dan refleksi. udah ah, kesannya tua banget omongan gw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang paling beda, dari tahun2 baru 5 tahun terakhir ini, baru sekarang gw tahun baruan berdua doang sama adek gw, &lt;strong&gt;danny&lt;/strong&gt;, karena bokap dan nyokap lagi ke luar kota. dan ini kado yang baik buat gw. ga seperti biasa. mudah2an tahun2 berikutnya bs begini lagi.&lt;div 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kontemplasi.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113541417522999446</id><published>2005-12-24T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T16:49:35.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tolong hapus mereka. tolong buang jauh-jauh.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ga ada yang sama.&lt;br /&gt;walau gw udah berusaha membuat semua baik-baik saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;diterima atau ditolak nilainya sama. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setidaknya sampai hari ini gw masih berpikir seperti itu. &lt;br /&gt;yang udah-udah emang cuma bisa jadi cerita.&lt;br /&gt;gw berusaha buat lebih logis. &lt;br /&gt;mungkin mereka sudah bisa dengan mudah mencerna semua,&lt;br /&gt;tapi gw belum begitu bisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dicintai atau dibenci nilainya sama.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw mungkin lebih baik berpikir begitu.&lt;br /&gt;supaya ga sakit hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi cinta-Mu mujarab, dan aku baik2 saja.&lt;br /&gt;jadi kalau aku minta dengan sangat hapuskan mereka dari setiap inci ingatan, maka permintaanku ini tidak muluk-muluk kan, Tuhan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113541417522999446?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113541417522999446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113541417522999446' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.::reportage::.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah sekitar 2 minggu belakangan ini, gw selalu dateng ke tempat ini. nemenin nyokap. gw awalnya ngerasa excited juga dengan hal baru, cuma lama-lama gw jadi sadar, kalo gw ini emang lebih betah ada di depan komputer dan in touch sama dunia luar lewat internet daripada berhadapan sama orang2 sekitar. lama-lama gw ngerasa hidup secara 'maya' lebih asik dan mungkin lebih terhormat (secara gw ga akan bisa dengan subjektif menilai orang lain, demikian juga sebaliknya). oh Tuhan, ternyata teknologi emang secara ga langsung udah mengikis kodrat gw sebagai manusia sosial. ga tau kenapa, daritadi gw rasanya pengen banget nonjokin muka orang-orang itu *orang-orang yang ga perlu gw sebutin siapa* dan udah gitu gw tampar plak plok kiri kanan kayak tukang martabak kalo melintir adonan, trus gw pegang dagunya sambil gw bilang: "ternyata selera desain lo rendah banget yah?". awalnya gw pikir, gw sebagai mahasiswa grafis ga boleh sombong (secara gw ini cuma anak tahun kedua, sigh), dan menganggap para 'abang-abang' yang tukang dekor dan pasang2 neonbox itu (apa sih istilahnya, lupa gw!?) pastinya lebih jago lah. at least, gw adalah orang yang percaya dengan teori: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;pengalaman lebih worth daripada sekedar kumpulan teori&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. tapi apa?? gw ternyata salah duga, beneran durjana! daritadi mata mereka ngeliat gw, gw cuma yang masang tampang 'apa lo liat2'. emang sih secara nurani, gw udah bisa nerima kerjaan mereka. so what, masih baik2 aja kok. ironisnya, daritadi bokap nyokap rada kecewa sama kerjaan tuh tukang neonbox, gw yang bagian "udahlah ma, emang susah kali.. yang penting kan ga keluar dari konsep". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalam hati gw teriak: GA KELUAR DARI KONSEP KEPALEEE LO?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huah huah. males banget. udah gitu ada gt sepupu gw yang lebih nyebelin lagi. ngapain juga sih dia ada disini. beneran, dia masih kecil, tapi resenya ampun-ampun. mending dhaffa kemana-mana deh. jauh!! jauh tau!! asal lo tau, gw kalo ga karena kepaksa ogah banget nyuapin dia makan sate ayam beberapa malem yang lalu! ogah!! hhh. tapi tadi abis sholat, gw mendapat pencerahan. lebih baik nongkrong di warnet daripada bikin dosa karena dongkol sendiri di atas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;sorry to my mom, bukannya ga mau bantuin, tapi aku males banget sama orang-orang di atas. rusak beneran.&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oia, lepas dari semua itu.. ada kabar duka cita. bokapnya &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;arif sumiarto&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; meninggal dunia. innalillahi wa inna illaihi roji'un. semoga amal ibadah beliau diterima oleh Allah SWT dan keluarga yang ditinggal bisa tabah. lalu rencana reunian NK gimana?? kemungkinan besar GAGAL. yah taruhan sini ama gw, yang pasti bukan tahun ini. soalnya kendala banyak banget. lagian lah kok kurang kooperatif yah angkatan gw ini?? gw jadi pengen bikin website buat ngumpul. yah seenggaknya *seperti prinsip awal gw tadi*: dunia maya ga lebih buruk daripada dunia nyata. please lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhh. ga tau lagi mau nulis apa. oh ya, doain yah. lagi mau ngasih naskah ke penerbit nih.. yah gw gitu, berbekal tulisan sampah dan muka badak lugu, hajaaaaar ajah. seenggaknya gw nyoba. lebih malu2in ga nyoba sama sekali kan?? hehehe. udah ah. ntar disambung lagi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.::liburan ga terasa hampir sebulan::.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, life goes 'aneh gubrak gabrik' here. benci libur *bener kata naif!*. oh ya, JIFFEST kemaren asik banget. sumpah gw ga pernah senorak itu sama yang namanya grup band, selain sama naif dan c'mon lennon. dan kemaren pas nonton &lt;strong&gt;'the punk is alright'&lt;/strong&gt; gw duduk di belakang &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;uga&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sang drummer dari c'mon lennon. sebenernya yang bikin gw heboh2 dalam hati *karena gw nonton sendirian ajah gitu, hiksu!* adalah karena dia adalah orang yang puisi di livejournal-nya sempet gw comment dan replied back ama dia. yah lagi2.. gw 'ketemu' dia di dunia maya jauh sebelum gw ketemu di TIM kemaren which is di dunia nyata. see, dunia maya!!! hail cyberworld!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngomong2, di malaysia gw tinggal di daerah &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;cyberjaya&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lho! haaaa, kangen juga pengen balik ke neraka dunia itu :) have a good day, everyone. jangan bete kayak gw yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113541029597318842?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113541029597318842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113432059301647440</id><published>2005-12-12T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T01:03:13.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alkisah. dan ini tahap satu.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan liburan sudah berlalu hampir sebulan. yah, jatah liburan nyaris 3 bulan yang dikasih sama kampus gw itu emang ternyata sudah sepertiga jalan. liburan kali ini balik indo tanpa kabar-kabari, dengan alasan sok asik: gw nggak mau gt ganggu temen2 gw yang hari gini masih pada sibuk di kampus. gw emang terlahir dengan toleransi tingkat tinggi. ini yang menyebabkan gw, baru keluar rumah sekali doang bareng temen: sama &lt;B&gt;kevin&lt;/B&gt; bego2 di starbucks gading buat ngomongin project antah berantah yang bikin gw ama dia sempet gegilaan di mall kayak manusia planet nyasar ga tau mau ngapain lagi selain bingung nyari ide soal acara lingkungan. stupid. mana yang namanya gegeloan ama nih anak emang bener2 bikin gila. satu kata, pusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serius, gw ga keluar2 dari rumah. anjis. gw baru sadar kalo hari gw tuh emang ada di rumah. bangun subuh, nyari makan *hal yang ga biasa gw lakuin kalo gw lagi kuliah karena parno sama perut sendiri*, tidur lagi sampe jam 10 *pokoknya gw bangun kalo denger tepokan tangan ibu2 kurang kerjaan di 'dorce show'*, ngobrol ama nyokap, ngegangguin adek sepupu gw yang menyengketa perhatian seluruh umat, maen komputer, nonton, makan, tidur, makan, tidur, maen, nonton, maen komputer, tidur. semua kadang tanpa mandi! ya saya akui! seperti semboyan masa sma dulu: yang penting adalah cuci muka, sikat gigi, dan cuci ketek! halah, yang ini mah emang dasar aja. gw tau gw ini sangat amat pemalas.. tapi gw kan pemalas bukan dalam hal2 yang signifikan dan krusial. hehe. bela diri ginih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan beberapa hari yang lalu, setelah menyadari gw ini males banget mandi, gw mengalami masa kontemplasi sesaat. ceritanya gw mau nyendok nasi gitu. udah gitu di depan rice cooker tiba2 gw berpikir, &lt;I&gt;back then, waktu gw masih sama manusia karbit bramantyo, gw tuh ada orang ga ada orang, perduli setan libur ga libur, kayaknya jadi cewek ga semales2 ini untuk urusan mandi..&lt;/I&gt;. idih, sempet terpikir kenapa gituh gw jadi mikir secetek itu? ini mah mungkin aja gw yang lagi mengalami kerinduan akan omelan nyokap, makanya salah satu cara yang tidak disadari adalah aksi ogah mandi pagi *perlu klarifikasi nampaknya*. tapi gw mandi gituh, akhirnya, setiap sore, dengan bathfoam white musk yang satu itu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cerita liburan, hum.. menggegerkan karena masalah rumah gw di cyberia. halaaaaah, males banget gw mikirin. ada2 aja ah. udah ah, ga jadi gw bahas. hum, gw berencana mau nonton &lt;B&gt;JIFFEST&lt;/B&gt; di &lt;B&gt;djakarta theatre&lt;/B&gt;, dalam minggu2 ini. soalnya cuma sampe tanggal 18 desember. ada dua film yang pengen gw tonton: '2046' ama 'downfall' (gw ga tau bahasa jermannya apa, tentang hitler gitu!). makanya nih, ga ada temen tapinya... huhu, sama sapa yah?? seandenya ada orang yang bisa gw ajak dengan senang hati....... *penjelasan implisit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi teringat tausiyah dari &lt;B&gt;Aa' Gym&lt;/B&gt; tentang cinta yang lebih utama, daripada sekedar cinta yang didamba oleh sesama manusia. dan beneran, liburan kali ini, alhamdulillah, walo gw ga mandi nih ya... tapi disamping hal itu deh, gw jadi makin intens untuk belajar mendapatkan cinta dari Illahi. kontemplasi selama liburan adalah hal yang menyenangkan. dari luar orang boleh mikir diri kita cetek, tapi dalam hati terdapat hal2 yang luar biasa, ketika kita berbicafa dengan Tuhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan inilah alkisah liburan gw. banyak target. banyak harapan. be less ambitious pastinya. oh ya ada kerjaan, ngedekor showcase nyokap di depok. haha. bakti anak pada orangtuanya mungkin ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;::social ramblings::&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hera_____kawan, gw ga jadi intensif perancis. ga worth!&lt;br /&gt;meiling_____giatlah mencari orang buat rumah..&lt;br /&gt;dini____cari orang gih.. cari cadangan rumah sebelum kt terusir&lt;br /&gt;kevin_____cie cie, london nih yeee 183.000 aja gituh??&lt;br /&gt;ngela_____maukah kau?? djakarta theatre jumat sore??&lt;br /&gt;ilham_____sbnrnya pen nanya kabar lo gitu, cuma gw procastinate kok..&lt;br /&gt;abam_____halaaaaah, sok ramah gitu..&lt;br /&gt;fariq_____kawan kau dimana??? saya merindukan mengobrol denganmu!!&lt;br /&gt;chicha_____wah.. cha, cepat pulang!! abis itu kita jalan!&lt;br /&gt;NK_____reuni gimana nih? kata &lt;B&gt;panok&lt;/B&gt;: yang penting kualitas!&lt;br /&gt;81____kemaren ada PUTS yah?? huhuhu, lupa dateng gt gw *ya iyalah!*&lt;br /&gt;hideung______sombong!! manusia sok seleb!&lt;br /&gt;monki_____monki!!! bagemana liburanmu bersama riri??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang jelas... gw masih kangen rumah! dan abis ini bakalan ada alkisah selanjutnya dari saya. tahap dua pastinya. semangat lomo?? lomo on dong pastinya!! selamat berlibur!!! &lt;S&gt;gw bokeeee pisan!!&lt;/S&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113432059301647440?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113432059301647440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113432059301647440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113432059301647440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113432059301647440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/12/alkisah-dan-ini-tahap-satu.html' title='alkisah. dan ini tahap satu.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113269095035882725</id><published>2005-11-23T04:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T04:22:30.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bonzooooo = cute!! he is one of D-Fuse member. haaaa, too cool to be a programmer and digital artist :) japanese boy among the western. great. *even he was sometimes looks so 'ga banget as dia mondar mandir ga jelas and spread his grin getuuuu, sigh*.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/IMGP3584.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/IMGP3584.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113269095035882725?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113269095035882725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113269095035882725' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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have no word, not any, to describe how inspire this event was. there were about 60 designers came from some parts of the world shared their experiences in design industry. they're all have name, have guts, have ideas, and totally overworked to get what they've had dreamt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, i just really could package feelings *of proud, happy, nice-to-be-here, sad, courage* by using the word: RAWKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDN did such a great thing, and no wonder. we know how prestigious it is. my fave are FAILE and UVA. the worst went to...... none! u better come in next Design Edge. yeah, wait for DE06 next year :) insyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that moments are here, in my mind. these are some photos i upload. not even close, but it is about me and mates. we were having time together. as well as tourist and stuffs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113269025243968436</id><published>2005-11-23T04:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T04:10:52.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is what the event all about: about u and those inspiring designers who sharing their experience in design world. about how they encourage ur dream. about u and design edge. then it'll be about me, idea, thoughts, and kewl design edge 2005 :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/Picture_024.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/Picture_024.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113269025243968436?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113269025243968436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113269025243968436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113269025243968436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113269025243968436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-is-what-event-all-about-about-u.html' title=''/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113269012513228244</id><published>2005-11-23T04:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T04:08:45.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>closing party and all designers were in the stage. wondering that someday they'll gonna be replaced by me and my mates.. so rawks! waiting for DE12 hah?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/IMGP3725.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/IMGP3725.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113269012513228244?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113269012513228244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113269012513228244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113269012513228244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113269012513228244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/11/closing-party-and-all-designers-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113268999954823181</id><published>2005-11-23T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T04:06:39.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hera dan manusia tofu.. do anyone of u notice about devilrobots and this character?? shin's creature will always looked sad. and hera gave her speciality in huggin hummin. muahaha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/IMGP3620.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/IMGP3620.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113268999954823181?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113268999954823181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113268999954823181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113268999954823181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113268999954823181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/11/hera-dan-manusia-tofu.html' title=''/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113268990353502430</id><published>2005-11-23T04:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T04:05:03.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>walking back.. haha. grabbed from angela's file :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/IMGP3514.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/IMGP3514.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113268990353502430?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113268990353502430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113268990353502430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113268990353502430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113268990353502430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/11/walking-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113268983497183618</id><published>2005-11-23T04:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T04:03:54.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hera pointed at the board. haha. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/IMGP3565.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/IMGP3565.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113268983497183618?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113268983497183618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113268983497183618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113268983497183618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113268983497183618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/11/hera-pointed-at-board.html' title=''/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113268976353771826</id><published>2005-11-23T04:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T04:02:43.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hera, angela, and me.. remember this along the way to the Suntec. there was always a time for a click, agree mates??&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/IMGP3559.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/IMGP3559.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113268976353771826?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113268976353771826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113268976353771826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113268976353771826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113268976353771826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/11/hera-angela-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113268948577171592</id><published>2005-11-23T03:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T03:58:05.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the LMAC. see?? what did 'the killer gerbil' do with it?? nice work. haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/Picture_026.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/Picture_026.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113268948577171592?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113268948577171592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113268948577171592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113268948577171592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113268948577171592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/11/lmac.html' title=''/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113268936029443954</id><published>2005-11-23T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T03:56:00.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*ehm* this is me and damian from Maharishi. he is designer of clothing thingy in UK. dem tall, really :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/Picture_021.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/Picture_021.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113268936029443954?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113268936029443954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113268936029443954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113268936029443954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113268936029443954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/11/ehm-this-is-me-and-damian-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113268916106779819</id><published>2005-11-23T03:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T03:52:41.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in front of FAILE!! yea, me and my mate :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/Picture_013.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/Picture_013.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113268916106779819?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113268916106779819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113268916106779819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113268916106779819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113268916106779819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/11/in-front-of-faile-yea-me-and-my-mate.html' title=''/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113268899414517095</id><published>2005-11-23T03:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T03:49:54.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me was looked so bad in front of DE board. and the 'hodoh' face was mine that time. thanks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/Picture_003.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/Picture_003.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113268899414517095?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113268899414517095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113268899414517095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113268899414517095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113268899414517095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/11/me-was-looked-so-bad-in-front-of-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113268890894032343</id><published>2005-11-23T03:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T03:48:28.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of Design Edge 05 Conference and Expo @ Suntec. there we were waiting to redeem our box set and did the registration.. social rambling goes to kevin: lo tuh emang ga banget!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/Picture_001.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/Picture_001.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113268890894032343?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113268890894032343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113268890894032343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113268890894032343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113268890894032343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/11/first-day-of-design-edge-05-conference.html' title=''/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113268869690929572</id><published>2005-11-23T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T03:44:56.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so here we go! just arrived. and as the pedestrian, the boorishness came along with us. har har, on the way to the new 7th storey hotel, singapore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/spore3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/200/spore3.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113268869690929572?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113268869690929572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113268869690929572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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than having ur own time?&lt;br /&gt;like u able to breathe and walk and swallow well.&lt;br /&gt;maybe like u have ur key to open all freedom's door.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe like u love and being loved in returned.&lt;br /&gt;maybe just like a shit, which for sake i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or just like have feelings u could hide on ur day.&lt;br /&gt;or let them blow out to be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like i think, may be, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like loving all facts around me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;include the fact that i do feel guilty to think about u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113243830471360585?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113243830471360585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire: the review from an amateur viewer and passionate movies lover.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, akhirnya setelah melakukan online reservation dari tiga hari yang lalu, gw ama temen2 gw berhasil menonton HP4 di Golden Screen Cinemas, Mid Valley. kita nyampe sana 2 jam sebelum tuh film mulai, soalnya collect tickets dulu. and once setelah kita ambil tiket kita, yang ada announcer-nya langsung announce kalo HP4's tickets buat show yang jam 5.30 udah sold out! lo bayangin aja betapa gila senengnya begitu kita ngelewatin antrian panjang sambil ngibas2in those tickets. ih, kalo gw jadi orang2 di antrian panjang itu, udah gw lempar kali orang yang belaga-belaga semacam apa yang gw lakukan kemaren =D hahaha. bodo. reservation dong! jaman on-line gini!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here the review comes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 menit eng-ing-eng pertama tuh diisi sama cine advertisements yang naujubileee banyaknya. dasar film mahal, sponsornya banyak gila. akhirnya layar pun terbuka lebar dan orange lights turned off. horeee mulai =D scene dibuka dengan mimpi buruk harry soal voldermort, as usual. trus lagi ada Quidditch World Cup gitu, dan disini nih muncul para death eaters. dan yah yang paling penting sih soal Triwizard Tournament. gila, goblet of fire-nya keren banget. biru biru gitu. oh ya, gw ga in order nyeritain sinopsis filmnya ya.. karena gw hanya melakukan review terhadap hal2 lainnya. tau ga sih, semua pemainnya ganteng2 dan cantik2 gila.. udah pada gede semua! harry ganteng, ron juga lumayan, hermione cantik gila, ginny, neville longbottom juga biar nerd tapi kece, si kembar kakaknya ron juga kece. yang kece2 lainnya adalah si cedric, si viktor krum, flour delacour, ama cho chang. secara fisik para pemain mendapatkan banyak jempol dari gw. dari segi cerita, sekarang ga cuma melulu soal perseteruan hidup dan mati antara harry and lord voldermort. tapi meaning about &lt;B&gt;friendship&lt;/B&gt;. yep, friendship, kayaknya ini benang merah film ini. dimulai dengan adanya turnamen buat mempererat sekolah sihir internasional (ceh gaya bet dah), udah gitu pas harry and cedric bantu-bantuan, sampe akhirnya pas harry mau dibunuh ama si wormtail si cedric masih sempet2nya mengacungkan magic wand dia *walo akhirnya dia kena mantera afffraaacadaffraa dari si wormtail and dead*. gimana akhirnya kematian cedric jadi bikin 3 sekolah yang ikutan turnamen ini jadi makin akrab. udah gitu ditunjukin pas ron &amp; hermione marah gara2 ngira harry nyalonin diri buat ikutan turnamen, tapi di belakang harry mereka tuh berusaha bantuin harry abis-abisan. intinya, hal ttg persahabatan di HP4 ini buat gw bener-bener kerasa. apalagi pas cedric meninggal, gilaaa harry tuh ampe yang sedih banget. gw aja ampe nangis.. a thing about friendship is always touchy... hiks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang keren lagi scene pas lagi ada pesta dansa. di film ini kan emang lebih nyeritain kehidupan sekolah dan teman2 si harry. gilaaaa cantik2 dan ganteng2 semua!! apalagi hermione. jadi seru aja, waktu si ron cemburu gara2 hermione date ama best seeker named viktor krum. udah gitu gimana si harry yang deg2an karena suka sama si cho chang. haha. ada juga waktu myrtle ngegangguin si harry lagi bathing. geblek. centil banget tuh hantu. najos deh. ceritanya lebih ringan dan menarik, ampe ga terasa ternyata udah hampir 3 jam di dalem bioskop. features yang ada di HP4 sekarang adalah ramuan polyjuice (yang bisa dipake buat nyamar), portkey (yang bisa dipake buat transfer diri ke lain tempat), dan gillyweed (yang ngebantu harry bisa punya insang pas lagi nyelam di third round of tournament). ini sih yang mainly kita temuin di bukunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hum, bagi yang udah baca bukunya.. bisa jadi agak kecewa karena ada bagian2 yang dipotong. emang sih, ga mungkin bisa bikin mutlak kayak yang ada di buku, karena it may will take more than 5 hours to watch! ga ada soal dobby, ga ada obrolan2 antara harry and cho chang (tau ga sih, adegan yang ada cho chang-nya dikit bener, dan ga penting2 banget). eh tadinya gw udah mau nabok cho chang.. tapi kok yang ngebete-in malah si najos myrtle yah?? anyway, emang mending baca dulu: jadi bisa tau lebih, walo akhirnya *bisa jadi* kecewa juga. tapi gw mah oke2 aja, karena film ini udah nunjukin the best parts of the book. ditambah lagi visual effectsnya yang keren2!! ganti sutradara sih! dari mulai stadion buat pertandingan Quidditch sampe ke piala wiz-nya. keren deh. those dragons also kewl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-5 rates made by me:&lt;br /&gt;story ***&lt;br /&gt;actress/actors ****&lt;br /&gt;visual effects ***&lt;br /&gt;sounds/music ***&lt;br /&gt;overall ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian review ga penting dari saya. haha. tapi please nonton. ga nyesel nonton HP4! cheers =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113226831936406913?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113226831936406913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113226831936406913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113226831936406913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113226831936406913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/11/harry-potter-and-goblet-of-fire-review.html' title='Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire: the review from an amateur viewer and passionate movies lover.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113202657100114296</id><published>2005-11-15T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T11:49:31.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..recovery..</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhh. final week di sems 3. kemaren dimulai dengan exercise basic studio lighting buat subject photography sems depan. enak juga, dan ternyata lighting tuh emang penting banget buat bikin foto jadi keliatan makin hidup. my last task is moodboard paiting. barusan ketemu akif dan dia comment kalo painting gw so far so good. tinggal touch up dan masih ada beberapa bagian penting yang harus dibenerin. setelah itu.. hum, i'll submit it by this thursdae, karena abis itu gw bakal nonton premiere-nya Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire! muahaha.. malem ini mau nyoba book 7 tickets online, soalnya last time i checked, movies buat tanggal 17 nov masih upgrading. yeah, mudah2an aja dapet. another thing is, gw ga enak banget sama fariq. emang sih gw yang salah banget nulis begitu. walo gw ga bermaksud apa2.. cuma yah tetep aja penggunaan kata-kata gw tuh salah. bajingan. hhh. emang ga seharusnya gw nulis begitu. toh dia temen baik gw, cuma maksud gw tuh bukan underestimating-judging dia begitu. enggak. hhh. salah lagi nyampeinnya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udahlah, emang gw yang salah. gw yang kadang ga mikir perasaan orang kalo ngomong.&lt;br /&gt;and i do regret it. ga lagi2.. gw takut kehilangan temen cuma karena salah ngomong.&lt;br /&gt;i'll watch my words. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, Design Edge 2005 @ Suntec Convention Centre Singapore was dem kewl. i'll post about this event later. soalnya masih nunggu upload foto2 dari temen2 yang lain. hum.. yang jelas desainer2 keren kemaren bener2 inspiratif!! truly worth for S$220 early bird ticket! and yea, i did lomographs hunting there :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my project is underconstruction. let it on. &lt;S&gt;truly sad&lt;/S&gt;. i'm blessed :) i'm recovered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113202657100114296?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113202657100114296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113202657100114296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113202657100114296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113202657100114296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/11/recovery.html' title='..recovery..'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113146536617865776</id><published>2005-11-08T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T23:56:06.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 nov. 8 tahun yang lalu.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 menit sebelum 8 november berlalu.&lt;br /&gt;hari ini gw cape banget. tidur jam 6 pagi. deadline yang menumpuk, ditambah lagi besok pake acara mau pergi, jadilah semua tugas mesti buru2 dikerjain. tadi sore ke KL ngambil tiket. mana ujan pula.. sukur ada &lt;B&gt;ka lea and reza&lt;/B&gt; yang mau nganterin ke &lt;B&gt;how &amp; why bookstore&lt;/B&gt;. gila.. keren2 banget buku design yang ada disana.. cuma harganya!! trus ke money changer nuker duit S$. ketemu &lt;B&gt;kevin si gila&lt;/B&gt; di KL Sentral.. huh, karena lapar dan kere kita berdua makan di KFC alias Kentaki Fred Ciken. ngobrol banyak. makan banyak. kenyang sama-sama. menggila. di train tadi dia cerita kalo dia baru aja bayar tour ke Hongkong!! anjisss. mau!! jadi abis dari singapore besok, minggu depannya dia mau liburan ke Hongkong sendirian. enak banget.. cuma lagi pick session, jadi jatohnya mahal. mampus! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hal2 hectic sempet bikin gw lupa. &lt;br /&gt;tapi begitu gw kembali ke kamar, dan menghela napas panjang..&lt;br /&gt;gw tau perasaan gw belum berubah.&lt;br /&gt;kalau dia??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;benar-benar belum berubah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;S&gt;gw menyimpan rasa ini tanpa syarat, bam&lt;/S&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113146536617865776?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113146536617865776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113146536617865776' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113146536617865776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113146536617865776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/11/8-nov-8-tahun-yang-lalu_08.html' title='8 nov. 8 tahun yang lalu.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113094408286772500</id><published>2005-11-02T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T23:08:02.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"refleksi", sebuah kata yang indah di hari yang fitri.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah refleksi. reflection kalo bahasa inggrisnya. sebuah kegiatan manusia2 yang mengaktifkan contemplation mode dalam dirinya. mari sejenak merenungi apa yang telah dilakukan setahun kemarin, selama Ramadhan, dan setelahnya. refleksi adalah melihat diri sendiri, berkaca terhadap apa yang telah dilakukan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;self-reflection gw tahun ini..&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banyak hal yang terjadi, yang dengan gw sadari maupun enggak gw sadari, membawa banyak hikmah. mungkin kalau sekarang gw belum tahu, later it will be proved, karena gw percaya masalah2 yang ada adalah lessons berharga. manusia lahir dengan mimpi dan cita2. dengan harapan mendapatkan berkah dan rahmat dari Yang Maha Kuasa. tahun ini ada beberapa cita2 gw yang ga kesampean.. tapi gw tau itu bukan berarti gw gagal. karena gw percaya bahwa apa yang terjadi sudah diatur sedari pertama. dan gw pasti dapet yang terbaik. mungkin kegagalan2 yang gw dapatkan selama setahun terakhir ini adalah hal yang bisa membuat gw semakin dekat dengan Allahu Rabbi. dan kalo memang seperti itu, gw rela dan tetap bersyukur. &lt;B&gt;hidup adalah indah, dan indah adalah cinta Tuhan terhadapku.&lt;/B&gt; udah banyak hal yang terjadi, yang membuktikan keberadaan-Nya. semoga gw tetap bisa istiqomah di jalan-Nya, dan semakin dekat dengan-Nya. gw mungkin bukan hamba yang pantas mendapatkan cinta-Nya, tapi kalau aja gw bisa memohon, setidaknya gw mau Dia menjamah hati yang kotor ini dengan sedikit rahmat-Nya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;self-reflection gw Ramadhan ini..&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan kali ini lebih terasa daripada Ramadhan tahun lalu. kali ini gw ngerasa lebih bisa 'berkomunikasi' sama Yang Diatas. tahun ini terasa lebih bisa menghargai sekitar, lebih peka. Ramadhan yang sekarang lebih membawa gw ke sesuatu yang lebih serius. segala ketakutan gw terhadap Allah sepertinya terasa lebih nyata di Ramadhan ini. gw menikmati sholat2 malam gw, yang walau mungkin kadang diselingi dengan tugas2 dan deadlines yang menumpuk. gw menikmati saat2 gw tadarrus Al Quran sendirian di pojokan library, di surau, atau di ruang tamu saat orang2 pada sibuk di kamar2 masing2. yang jelas Ramadhan kali ini gw ngerasa lebih menikmati 'obrolan' hati. semoga apa yang gw alami sekarang akan tetap kerasa sampai nanti akhirnya ditemukan lagi pada Ramadhan selanjutnya. amiiin. yang paling penting, gw berharap ini bukan Ramadhan yang terakhir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;self-reflection gw malam ini..&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sms-sms lebaran, minta maaf, masuk terus ke handphone gw dari tadi pagi. ada dari kawan2 deket, ada dari orang yang ga gw kenal. ada yang gw bales, ada yang gw diemin aja *ini karena gw yakin dia ngirim dengan sistem groups*. gw sendiri lebih milih ngirim ucapan lewat milis, lewat e-mail, dan yah stoopid frenster, karena pulsa gw juga sekarat (yah yah, beside gw lelah jadi korban kaum kapitalis di dunia). minta maaf, yah gw minta maaf sama &lt;B&gt;ilham&lt;/B&gt; untuk semua hal yang udah gw lakukan. gw memang salah besar. dan kalau aja dia sekarang memilih untuk nge-delete gw dari direktori 'friends' yah gw terima2 aja. gw mungkin memang sebaiknya tidak beredar lagi di kehidupannya. gw minta maaf juga sama &lt;B&gt;abam&lt;/B&gt; untuk semua hal yang *juga* gw lakukan. for those 6 years, 2 years after that, dan untuk pikiran bodoh semalam *berharap masih ada ajakan 'mari kita coba lagi'*. maka kalau dia memilih untuk nge-delete gw juga, gw terima. gw juga *maunya* bisa minta maaf sama &lt;B&gt;yigit&lt;/B&gt; untuk apa yang sudah gw lakukan *juga*. maaf karena gw ga bisa menjadi apa yang dia harapkan. yah, gw punya keyakinan sendiri dan punya prinsip. jadi kalau dia bilang dia mau crawl away for good *yeah, strangers are never be fair*, gw terima. mungkin emang sudah sebaiknya. mereka adalah sebagian kecil yang buka mata gw bahwa, di luar sana, i'm not totally be accepted. even mereka adalah orang2 yang gw care-in, but still, itu bukan jaminan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan yah.. refleksi. gw begini karena banyak hal yang salah di mata orang lain. makanya itu gw mohon dibukakan pintu maafnya. harus ada hal yang hilang, untuk mendapatkan sesuatu yang lain. walaupun gw rejected by some people out there, tapi gw berharap Rabb will never reject me. ini yang paling penting. ampunilah segala dosa hamba ya Allah. karena hanya Engkau Yang Maha Pengasih dan Penyayang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"refleksi", memang sebuah kata yang indah di hari yang fitri.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113094408286772500?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113094408286772500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113094408286772500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113094408286772500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113094408286772500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/11/refleksi-sebuah-kata-yang-indah-di.html' title='&quot;refleksi&quot;, sebuah kata yang indah di hari yang fitri.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113083668958704855</id><published>2005-11-01T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T17:18:09.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mencoret dia dari hidup. susah.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;salah gw. &lt;br /&gt;kalo sampai hari ini perasaan gw masih belum mau kalah dengan logika gw.&lt;br /&gt;yah, perasaan emang ga pernah beranjak dewasa.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ga mungkin yah, disaat dunia dia udah jadi dunia baru?&lt;br /&gt;sedangkan dunia gw masih dunia dimana ada dia di dalamnya.&lt;br /&gt;ga bisa yah, buat sekedar nanya kabar lagi?&lt;br /&gt;buat sekedar merhatiin lagi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beneran yah semuanya udah selesai?&lt;br /&gt;beneran semua yang pernah ada udah sama sekali ga tersisa?&lt;br /&gt;kita pernah sama-sama. 6 tahun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;S&gt;berkutat berdua dalam perasaan yang ga tau mau disebut apa.&lt;/S&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saat itu kita berdua labil,&lt;br /&gt;karena kita berdua hanya anak kecil.&lt;br /&gt;ga bisa yah, kita coba lagi?&lt;br /&gt;disaat kita sudah bisa berpikir sedikit lebih stabil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;S&gt;rasa itu masih ada disini.&lt;/S&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan minggu depan semuanya adalah refleksi kita 8 tahun yang lalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;S&gt;seandainya kita masih bisa cerita sama-sama.&lt;/S&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi Allah bilang dia bukan yang terbaik.&lt;br /&gt;dan ini adalah logika yang harusnya bisa mengalahkan perasaan gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;S&gt;gw masih sayang elo&lt;/S&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113083668958704855?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113083668958704855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113083668958704855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113083668958704855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113083668958704855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/11/mencoret-dia-dari-hidup-susah.html' title='&lt;S&gt;mencoret&lt;/S&gt; dia dari hidup. susah.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113075557452386717</id><published>2005-10-31T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T18:46:20.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/640/lomogaga.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/151/6228/320/lomogaga.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________so here we are (reza, ka lea, and me) at Lomogaga 2005 held by two new friends of us, chemp and zee. it was held at Grass Studio (somewhere in Wangsa Maju), which is a studio that belongs to their lecturer. the place was small and nice, even it didn't easy to be found (it was in 2rd storey and there's no even a sign). the background was the grafitti made by the owner (and yeah, chemp is good in grafitti also). it is so nice to have friends like u guys. and hell yeah, we're lomo shutterbugs!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113075557452386717?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113075557452386717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113075557452386717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113075557452386717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113075557452386717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-here-we-are-reza-ka-lea-and-me-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113063628940493369</id><published>2005-10-30T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T17:20:18.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dying.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DYING. ga terasa lebaran 3 hari lagi. temen2 gw yang udah pada selese kelas (semacam anak product design dan mass comm) udah banyak yang balik. hmm. kutukan anak graphic: kelas baru selese week 15. sungguh tiada penting. hari2 terakhir ini gw cukup sibuk. sibuk bengong karena bingung. assignments masih banyak yang belum kelar. beberapa diantaranya adalah sebagai berikut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;S&gt;assignment leaflet design buat design studies&lt;/S&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2. A2 final moodboard painting buat illustration class&lt;br /&gt;3. timeline design buat design history + presentation&lt;br /&gt;4. journal design history&lt;br /&gt;5. photo-essay B/W (photojournalism) buat photography&lt;br /&gt;6. installation buat critic session photography&lt;br /&gt;7. assignment's compilation buat computer graphic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan ini semua harus diselesaikan dalam waktu 10 hari!!! soalnya gw mau ke singapore tanggal 9 november (gila yak?! tugas banyak. saya stress!! tension!! oh iya, kemaren gw juga ke Grass Studio, ada pameran lomography "LOMOGAGA" (projectnya &lt;strong&gt;chemp&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;zee&lt;/strong&gt; buat lomography club di kampus mereka). gw kesana sama &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ka lea and reza&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. seru sih, yah not bad lah exhibition mereka.. kemaren diajak buka puasa bareng, tapi gw ga enak ah. jadinya gw balik aja, lagian gw emang rencana mau sholat tarawih malemnya. yaudah gw dropped di KLCC, sempet ke &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;anya hindmarch&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; yang mahalnya sinjing2an (soalnya &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;varah&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; nitip beliin tas yang harganya RM 1148 saja gitu!! pusing. trus karena emang headphone gw kedudukan ga sengaja waktu di bis trus retak, jadi gw beli headband philips yang keren. hahaha. lebih nge-bass. harganya ga mahal2 banget kok.. affordable. udah gitu ke &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;body shop&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; beli bathgel yang musk white, soalnya fuzzy peach gw udah mau tewas.. yah walopun masih ada moonflower. hehe, ditambah lagi sale 50% (di indonesia gw ga jamin dapet musk white segede itu seharga 75 ribu saja.. *kalo diconverse ke rupiah). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. ngantuk. dari sahur tadi abis ngaji gw ga tidur lagi. sekarang mau tidur dulu, bangun dzuhur trus bikin tugas design timeline ga penting. sigh. well, i am truly thinking about someone. hahaha. still trying to forget someone in paris van java. susah juga yah. tapi mungkin sebaiknya harus, karena dia sudah mulai duluan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywae gw td abis bongkar2 soal &lt;a href="http://www.kingsofconvenience.com"&gt;Kings of Convenience&lt;/a&gt;. menurut gw, cowok nerd itu: keren abis. kacamata tebel. otak berisi. &lt;br /&gt;ini nih yang penting (n_____________n)v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113063628940493369?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113063628940493369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113063628940493369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113063628940493369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113063628940493369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/10/dying.html' title='dying.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113031134513303173</id><published>2005-10-26T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T08:52:10.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>huh. arief lagi. arief lagi.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini hari yang panjang. dari abis sahur tadi, gw ngerjain design t-shirt buat competition di kampus. yah, gw emang harus nge-edit design gw karena yang pertama tuh objeknya terlalu abstrak. semalem pas giliran mau reversed, eh tau2 laptop gw mati aja. dan secara tuh laptop baterenya gw copot, jadilah. layar blank hitam yang semakin kelam karena lampu kamar juga sudah dimatikan. intinya, mungkin gw emang udah waktunya tidur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi sempet tidur setengah jam, sebelum akhirnya gw ditinggal duluan ke kampus. tadinya rencana hari ini mau enlarging photo lagi. tapi lab udah bener2 penuh. dan itu artinya, lagi, gw ga bisa enlarge photo hari ini. hhh. satu kerjaan ketunda. yaudah, gw dari tadi nongkrong aja di library. mati dingin. sambil ngelanjutin nge-edit design kaos itu. tapi kok yah pas alternate design dah jadi banyak, gw malah yang kebingungan sendiri mau submit yang mana. halah. bodo, deadline kan masih hari jumat. tadi sempet ngaji bentar abis sholat dzuhur di surau, dan gw ketemu sama temen dari arab *yang gw bener2 lupa namanya sapa*. dasar gw ini. dory's memory sekali. sekarang masih lanjut di library. nungguin laptopnya ARIEF si anak arsitektur tengil *hualaaaaa architecture science dia sekarang!!* yang dari tadi katanya mau nge-print di lab tapi ga balik2. gw juga kan mau ngerjain layout leaflet.. mana laptop gw colokannya ga ada yang suitable lagi. njis, salah tempat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah begitulah hidup hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;yea yea, gw juga tadi dapet e-mail dari bokap. yah ngi-melnya ngirit wae. satu e-mail forwarded ke gw, ke tante gw yang di irian, sama ke tante gw yang di kalimantan. bener2 spreading words. isinya sih cuma nanyain kabar. dan gw reply aja, dengan menambahkan social ramblings pada mereka semua tentunya. hehehe, gw nasehatin tuh 3 orang tua!! hahaha. i miss them so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah gitu tadi juga buka jurnal inspiratif. heks, ternyata blog's writernya tuh anak film. keren banget. dia baru aja selese ambil bagian di film barunya nirina zubir, judulnya "Mirror". nih film baru mungkin gw tonton pas gw balik indo kali, means bulan depan. yah gw bakal nebak2 deh dia namanya siapa. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah.&lt;br /&gt;si arief udah balik. &lt;br /&gt;dia mau bawa laptopnya pulang. padahal tadi mau gw ajakin buka puasa di kampus. ada breakfasting programme moslem society. katanya dia baru aja putus. bah, mana gw percaya... liatin dulu hp lo!! orang frenster aja masih poto bareng si chubby.. udah  lah, anywae.. semoga lo baik2 aja. atau lo malah seneng??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah ah.. sini rif, mana buku yang mau gw pinjemin??&lt;br /&gt;confirm yah kalo dah dibalikin. huh arief lagi arief lagi... supir!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::untuk salah satu temen gw. &lt;br /&gt;gw ga pernah bermaksud ga bangunin lo sahur. &lt;br /&gt;itu telinga lo aja yang ga denger. &lt;br /&gt;manusia itu ada batasnya. ada batas sabarnya. &lt;br /&gt;terima kasih, gimanapun, gw tetep perduli sama elo::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113031134513303173?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113031134513303173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113031134513303173' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113031134513303173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113031134513303173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/10/huh-arief-lagi-arief-lagi.html' title='huh. arief lagi. arief lagi.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113021842528347363</id><published>2005-10-25T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T08:47:07.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>contemplative.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah dua hari ini ngerasa ada yang salah. yah lagi2 perasaan kayak begini muncul. kadang orang bisa yah ngalamin hal ini, sekelebat aja, setelah itu bisa kembali lagi ke asalnya (yang mungkin lagi seneng-senengnya). itu kenapa gw mikir bahwa kejiwaan manusia adalah salah satu hasil reka cipta yang maha sempurna. liat aja, jiwa manusia itu abstrak. ga kelihatan. apa yang lo liat dari luar belum tentu sama dengan apa yang ada di dalam. begitu pula sebaliknya. secara ga sadar, gw suka dengan dunia psikologi. bahkan dulu sebelum akhirnya gw nemuin passion gw untuk jadi art student, i used to think to be a psychologist. secara gw ngerasa, pasien yang paling penting adalah diri gw sendiri. hehe, apa ga jadi malah kayak pasien yang berobat jalan?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kosong. itu yang kerasa sekarang. &lt;br /&gt;beberapa hari yang lalu pas lagi browsing, gw nemuin satu page yang cukup inspiratif. tulisan2 di dalemnya bikin gw mikir, mulai mikir, untuk hal2 terkecil yang ga pernah kepikiran disaat yang ada hanya tugas, tugas, dan tugas. hal2 sepele yang mungkin buat orang lain itu sampah. hal-hal diluar mainstream yang akhirnya gw mikir bahwa itu adalah hal yang selama ini gw pikirin. jujur, ga banyak orang yang bisa ngerti pola pikir gw. mereka suka dengan gampang, mentafsirkan bahwa "oh, ebee tuh orangnya begini... and the bre and the bre *just like what &lt;strong&gt;adit &lt;/strong&gt; used to say for 'etc' word*. in the some time, i might be nod to their statements. but some of the times actually i was like, &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;owh okay, it's all ur right to put those kind of interpretation of me. meanin' like, u don't know me well, do u?&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. gw bukan tipe orang yang mau untuk menganalisa orang, yeah, maksud gw untuk hal2 semacam ini. gw lebih milih untuk put high my tolerance to know people better, daripada menterjemahkan orang lain dari sudut pandang gw. karena gw juga ga mau diterjemahkan sembarangan seperti itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhh. mama dan ayah. kawan. sekolah. lomography. community. self-exploration.&lt;br /&gt;itu mungkin hidup gw untuk saat ini. banyak yang datang, banyak yang gw terima. banyak yang pergi, banyak yang gw biarin. itu salah satu konsp adil yang gw pegang. kadang jenuh. cape. tapi gw ngerasa jenuh ini bukan jenuh yang harus diketahui orang. say that i'm fake, say that i'm introvert. ah enggak kok, gw cuma nggak nyaman berbagi terlalu lebih. buat gw fungsi kawan bukan untuk itu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disatu sisi, some of my friends put their trust on me.&lt;br /&gt;some of them, some that i couldn't even count.&lt;br /&gt;mungkin karena gw sendiri berusaha buat lupa dan menelan mati cerita mereka.&lt;br /&gt;so it wudn't be spread like shit.&lt;br /&gt;yah mungkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semalam baru dapet e-mail dari tante gw yang ada di sangatta, kalimantan.&lt;br /&gt;she used to be my nanny, she's more than aunt for me.&lt;br /&gt;ya ya, ternyata ada hal2 yang gw ga tau di keluarga gw.&lt;br /&gt;dan tau sesuatu *yang menurut gw penting* dari dia semalam, bikin gw makin jenuh dan penat sama semuanya. hal kecil yang bikin runyam. mungkin itu bahasa tepatnya. gw sampe cuma bisa sms ke &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;misae&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, temen gw di indo untuk sekedar share my deep sigh. gw pikir seenggaknya itu lebih baik. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhh. contemplative. gw emang weak. &lt;br /&gt;gw cengeng untuk hal2 kecil. semua orang juga mungkin mikir begitu.&lt;br /&gt;yah terserahlah. yang jelas, gw cuma mau dimengerti, ga minta banyak.&lt;br /&gt;mengertilah gw sedikit. karena gw emang ga sekuat yang orang liat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi gw emang kuat karena punya Rabb. malam ini rasanya pengen berlama2 sujud di depan Dia. seperti biasanya, seperti yang selalu gw rasa. kekuatan faith itu emang segalanya. dan ga perlu jadi religius ius ius untuk bisa ngobrol sama Dia. semua hamba juga paham. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhh. cape. ada yang sakit di dalam.&lt;br /&gt;itu mungkin yang namanya self-explore. kadang buat gw ada hal2 yang akhirnya ajaib buat gw. hasil self explore hari ini:&lt;br /&gt;1. gw itu penjahat.&lt;br /&gt;2. gw itu ga bisa dimengerti.&lt;br /&gt;3. gw itu kawan yang baik. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hah, penuh percaya diri. but man, u can count me in for friend-care association. i do not really believe in friendship, but i know that i am social. even social special, hahaha.*&lt;div 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title='contemplative.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-113017269202053301</id><published>2005-10-25T00:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T08:46:25.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make sense.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi browsing. udah gitu dapet quote semacam ini. salah satu pendapat dari orang yang open-minded, dan liberal. gw ga berarti setuju. juga ga berarti ga setuju. ini kan pendapat. salah satu pendapat bagus. make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Islam adalah agama militer", since ritual, kedisiplinan.. and NEVER questions the will of God; semuanya mendukung pembuktian bahwa islam adalah agama yang diconstruct to make a damn good soldier.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apalagi, islam itu amat sangat rely dgn Nabi Muhammad, yang harus diakui sebagai utusan Allah, yang ironisnya, adalah seorang jenderal perang.&lt;br /&gt;Histroically speaking, islam juga pertama kali muncul dijaman perang.&lt;br /&gt;Rituals are important as brainwashing tools to instill discipline and loyalty. Islam's focus on rituals remind us of the rituals in the military. Soldiers perform all manner of rituals designed to promote loyalty, bravery and obedience. Sounds familiar? the multiple wives law also apply to this. Well, war, men died, the wives become widows. therefore, the men who still alive married the widows. Women cuman diliat sebagai alat untuk produce more warriors. Of course in all ancient societies, women were lowly valued but more so in a warlike one where the survival of the society depended on male warriors. That's why Islam gives extra low status to women.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hum.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. make sense. but for "That's why Islam gives extra low status to women," what do u think? for me, i do not think like that. for sake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-113017269202053301?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/113017269202053301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=113017269202053301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/113017269202053301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/10/lifted.html' title=''/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112999771115124742</id><published>2005-10-22T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T00:15:11.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muahaha. mau nulis aja.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dilapidated - incognito - lapar - mau nulis - ngantuk- bete karena negatif lomo ada yang ilang - mau pulang ke indo - ga sabar pengen ketemu keluarga di jakarta - pengen makan masakan nyokap - pengen ngaji - sedang sendu - tugas banyak - pengen ke thailand apa daya cuma bisa ke singapore - pengen naik balon udara - pengen bikin artikel tapi ga ada ide - sedang stuck - payment machine - kere - boke - pengen punya jaket - pengen khatam Quran lagi - pengen jalan ke sungei wang - mau beli cd rancid dan radiohead - mau ngobrol sama misae - mau ketemu sama personelnya Kings of Convenience - mau melupakan semuanya. hah udah ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucu juga yah kalo udah masuk minggu2 akhir2 ini begini. secara kuliah efektif tinggal 2 minggu lagi (karena seminggu libur lebaran), makanya semua sedang dikejar2 assignments ga jelas yang nampaknya bikin hidup makin pendek. anak graphic selese week 15. anak product selese minggu depan. anak mass comm juga minggu depan. huaaaa, ga tau deh anak2 yang lain. majority sih selese week 15. tapi gw.. muahaha, presentasi painting week 16 ajah ah! *wink wink* dasar pemalas ^_______^ dan yang lucu adalah.. nickname temen2 gw di MSN. ada yang pake embel2 'i hate painting' lah (ini anak graphic batch gw). ada yang 'gw mau mati!!! susah!! sukur minggu depan dah di indo euy' (ini anak produk). ada yang 'report oh report, indo i'm coming' (ini anak mass comm). dan masih banyak lagi yang lainnya. huhuhu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dasar. pulang sana pulang!! gw masih sampe week 15 disini. eh enggak deng, week 16. karena anak2 yang ikut conference di singapore besok dapet tenggang waktu satu minggu setelah end of sems buat presentasi moodboard painting. udah gitu personal lagi. udah de... makin ganteng aja nih lecture O__________________o (uhuuu teteup). udah ah, tidur dulu yee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112999771115124742?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112999771115124742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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dengerin coldcut yang autumn leaves. kelabu.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baru aja selese baca bashing blog-nya anak2 limkokwing, dan di satu section, titled GLITZ 2005, ternyata blog gw ini di-mark sama admin-nya. haha, sukur aja tulisan gw yang itu ga lagi macem2. yeahaaa, all sallutes! padahal kalo saat itu gw lagi geblek, yang ada isinya bisa macem2. apalagi soal shizukas dan suneos. muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan bagusnya lagi, gw nulis pake bahasa indo.&lt;br /&gt;dan bagusnya lagi, postingan blognya itu cepet updatednya.&lt;br /&gt;dan bagusnya lagi, anak indo menangnya banyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O_____________________________________o&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya bertanya pada diri sendiri: bangga lo??? &lt;br /&gt;dan saya menjawab: enggak, biasa aja.&lt;br /&gt;udah ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywae, kemaren KL ujan deres banget. cyberjaya and putrajaya juga. mungkin karena kematian Datin Seri Endon yah, Pak Lah pasti extremely sad about this. mudah2an saja dia diberi ketabahan. kemaren gw sempet liat di tipi siarang langsung penguburan almarhumah. sedih gila, personal lost juga, mungkin karena dia ibu negara. but since ini bukan negara gw, gw jadi berpikir, kok ya gw lebih respect sama Pak Lah daripada SBY yah? beneran deh. oia, di radio juga lagu instrument semua. kemaren tuh kelabu banget deh. udah gitu di tipi, berapa menit sekali ada Al-Fatihah buat Datin Seri. i mean, she's respected aite??? dan ini yang bikin gw mikir, okelah somehow malaysia ga begitu baik di mata gw (since i'm indonesian), tapi ada beberapa hal yang gw respect banget dari mereka. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, why do we have to be enemy for one another??&lt;br /&gt;crappy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hum. hari ini tetap kelabu. dan tugas membuatnya semakin biru. well, peace out. masih ada design leaflet yang belum kelar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss my mom. my dad. my bro. so much.&lt;br /&gt;(and for the one named techie, i almost lost my respect in u).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112989058706918373?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112989058706918373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112989058706918373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112989058706918373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112989058706918373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/10/sambil-dengerin-coldcut-yang-autumn.html' title='sambil dengerin coldcut yang autumn leaves. kelabu.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112977928881933279</id><published>2005-10-20T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T11:34:48.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the best lesson of today</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hum, the sudden news i heard from a taxi driver this morning. &lt;br /&gt;it was about the prime minister's wife. she passed away this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the crowd seems like usual, maybe because the media haven't announce this news yet. i just have no idea how sad the prime minister is by now, since i'm still remember how sad Pak Soeharto when he was faced with the death of his lovely wife. his lovely, if i could say that. i've been learning from my parents, mainly from my father, that he used to say that all his success that he gain is with my mother's role in his life. yeah, who could count free supports, care, tender, and also love of a wife to her husband? none able to count it. at least, that what i've thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other things are, in my point of view about Pak Lah and his wife.. i was read the newspaper two days ago. they wrote about Pak Lah comment's of his wife. he said that he was always there to company his wife even for breaking fasting, and all the time. oo yeah, since he is a prime minister, the office wouldn't take him to jail if he were left the office aite? i mean, he got some stunts over. and i was like: "oh, nice", when i was reading that part. and two days ago also, my friend told me that Aseana Boutique was closed because prime minister and his wife were there to break fast together with all datuk and datin. ok, the wife seemed have no care and just prefer to company her husband as she always do. and yesterday nite, she was in somewhere in KL to attend the breaking fast of ______ (something i didn't knoe). and this morning, around 6.55, she passed away because of breast cancer. i mean, that was the real fact that none of us know about our lifetime. it can be that short, it can be that simple, it can be so complicated, it can be so meaningful, either it can be so meaningless. i just got this in my mind: that i have to prepare every single thing in my life to face death. i mean, who knows i'll be here in the same time, writing a blog while i myself listening to the glorius britpop songs, and having a good time with school-mates-days and stuffs... for tomorrow. even a minute or a second after i type every last letter. mystically created as a human being with fear, i am. and do i afraid with death? yes of course, i am. why?? because i have no preparation to see The Creator?? or i just afraid to be burned in a deep hell over there? but if i could say this, i do like to meet My Lord. and while i'm waiting for the day to come, i know that i have to prepare myself as good as suggested to those who believe: a good person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell, no more shite for his wife's death. i wish she can be accepted as she use to be accepted. hope Pak Lah get his strength on his life to face this thing. i know he trust Allah. i know that he tough enough. hehe, just an innocent thoughts of mine lah.. i'm trying my best to believe that he is though a good person that Malaysia have. Give him strength and passion, My Lord. in this blessing Ramadhan, he lost his lovely companion to be with her in upcoming afterlife. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the stupid brain of mine was thinking like this:&lt;br /&gt;since the prime minister's wife is a head of malaysia batik company, so there will be no more 'gigantic' thing of this shite. what i'm trying to say is, no more batik assignment for next semester!! i'm dying of it. yeah, as a limkokwing's student, u are here forced to work as u were in design industry, which is sometime it feels cool, but sometime it feels like crap.&lt;br /&gt;okay, gotta go. i need to process my own film in photolab. maybe i'll think about death in darkroom. haha. yeah, the best lesson of today, at least for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112977928881933279?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112977928881933279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112977928881933279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112977928881933279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112977928881933279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/10/best-lesson-of-today.html' title='the best lesson of today'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112917869212575123</id><published>2005-10-13T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T12:44:52.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there are so many thing left, since people allowed to change every minute.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cape sendiri gw jadinya. mereka berasa paling penting sejagad. aduh liat dong orang lain juga hidup. habit tuh ya tolong dikembangkan sesuai dengan umur lahiriah masing-masing.. bener-bener datar tuh pikiran. gw yakin kalo otaknya dibentangin dari ujung ke ujung ga sampe segede saputangan lipat masteng-masteng. ngomong berasa nasehatin diri sendiri, sok yakin, sampe gw akhirnya mikir: lo barusan sadar ga sih ngomong apa? kalo emang ngerasa A ya bilang yang lo rasain A. ga usah lah hidup pake gengsi, bisa cepet mati rasa tau. dari luar tuh lo oke! dari dalam gw ga tau deh ya.. diperhatiin salah, dipeduliin salah, semua yang gw lakuin salah. yang bener tuh cuma diri dan pikiran2 lo sendiri. bisa ga sih lo mikirin hal yang lebih prinsipil dikit daripada sekedar tales? hidup lo tuh ga berenti cuma sampe sini doang.. masih panjang. even ada yang namanya afterlife. nah kalo segini doang lo cemen, parah!! jujur jujur, lo ngerubah pandangan gw. u used to be great, but since that time all were changed. can't i say that u a fake one? fake spelled like f-a-k-e? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhh. jalanin deh urusan lo sendiri. daripada gw salah. yang simple aja lo ga bisa. doin' dishes babe. and throw up the rubbish. put the things back. and arrange those magnificient stuffs given. gw bisa sabar. atau lebih baik sabar. karena gw bukan sapa2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kebanyakan boong sama diri sendiri bisa bikin lo psikosomatik!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112917869212575123?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112917869212575123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112917869212575123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112917869212575123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112917869212575123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/10/there-are-so-many-thing-left-since.html' title='there are so many thing left, since people allowed to change every minute.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112872924160623065</id><published>2005-10-08T07:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T07:54:01.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/6228/640/1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/6228/320/1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re-place my mind back to our preparation day for LomoPicnic Exhibition 2005. mr reza was behind the lense, and yea me and lea were had a nice lunch from uncle Donald. miss that simply time.. miss u lea!! go back here soon, okay?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112872924160623065?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112872924160623065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112872924160623065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112872924160623065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112872924160623065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/10/re-place-my-mind-back-to-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112858424750780544</id><published>2005-10-06T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T15:37:27.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dan ternyata Allah emang lebih dekat daripada nadi leher manusia.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puasa puasa..&lt;br /&gt;tapi kok ya susah juga ya kalo polo menjadi seseorang yang bisa2 membatalkan puasa gw. oh ya, nyokap dah baikkan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan ternyata Allah emang lebih dekat daripada nadi leher manusia. Dia mendengar doa hamba2nya. alhamdulillah. mama, miss u so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112858424750780544?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112858424750780544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112858424750780544' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112858424750780544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112858424750780544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/10/dan-ternyata-allah-emang-lebih-dekat.html' title='dan ternyata Allah emang lebih dekat daripada nadi leher manusia.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112843782625174370</id><published>2005-10-04T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T22:57:06.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mama. seandenya aku bisa nemenin mama di rumah sakit malam ini.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyokap gw masuk rumah sakit. tadi sore gw ditelp dari indo, katanya nyokap baik2 aja. feeling gw ga enak, tadi gw telp adek gw, dan katanya dia di rumah sakit. gw sempet bicara sama nyokap. nyokap gw nangis. gw ga tau dia ngerasain apa. sakit mungkin. atau takut. gw ga bisa ngomong apa2, selain bilang sabar ke nyokap. tapi dalam hati gw sedih banget. dan gw bener2 pengen ada disampingnya sekarang. gw takut kalo nyokap gw sakit. parahnya ini udah ke 3xnya nyokap kambuh begitu. something related w/ her callium. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan disaat kayak gini, gw sadar kalo sebenernya gw butuh orang lain yang lebih tough daripada gw dan bisa bikin gw standing still. tadi refleks sms techie. hhh. gw ga tau lagi de. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an epigram for my mom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...Tuhan, sembuhkan sakit yang ada pada ibuku.&lt;br /&gt;dan aku berjanji akan bangun lebih pagi..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112843782625174370?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112843782625174370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112843782625174370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112843782625174370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112843782625174370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/10/mama-seandenya-aku-bisa-nemenin-mama.html' title='mama. seandenya aku bisa nemenin mama di rumah sakit malam ini.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112839987934550257</id><published>2005-10-04T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T12:24:39.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bom Bali the 2nd: mati rasa</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah kayak nonton film aja. american pie 2, scream 2, harry potter (the series), the ring 2, juon 2, the eye 10. dan sekarang dunia came up with: bom bali 2. sempet ga percaya kalo lagi-lagi ada bom di Bali. for god sake, kenapa harus ada lagi?? penting banget yah ngebom begitu? secara itu adalah bom bunuh diri *menurut yang ada di berita*, apa sih alasannya sampe harus bunuh diri di tempat umum?? kalo ga berani mati sendiri jangan ngajak2 dong. yang mati ga cuma satu atau dia, belasan orang yang ga tau apa2 juga ikutan mati. kalo mau dipikir2, harusnya ada alasan yang kuat kenapa hal ini kejadian lagi. siapa sih yang punya otak buat ngebom?? ga cape nyiptain kambing2 itam, disaat kambing2 di dunia ini pasti merasa dijatuhkan secara mental dan merasa diintimidasi oleh sebutan ini??? ntar ujung2nya orang islam lagi? ini nih yang susah, orang2 yang ngelakuin hal ini ga tau apa kalo mereka tuh yang ada bikin keadaan makin kacau?? yang gw mau tau, alasannya apa??? apa karena mereka lagi pada buat maksiat di sana??? heloooo... maksiat itu urusan mereka sama yang Yang Diatas. kalo kita manusia, yang sebenernya sama aja dan belum tentu lebih baik dari mereka, harusnya tau dong kapasitas sebage manusia. dan selesaikanlah masalah dengan cara yang manusiawi. ngebom, apalah namanya itu - di otak gw sama aja, pembunuhan. let's say if this is kind of jihad thingy, gw makin lama makin ngerasa sebenernya orang2 yang berkoar2 soal jihad dan akidah itu paham beneran ga sih??! manusia tuh terlalu pintar untuk nyelesein problematika, that's why ngebom begini ini jauh dari logika gw untuk bilang kalo orang2 tersebut hebat. iya hebat, hebat gebleknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa sih mesti dengan cara seperti ini?? apa maksudnya?? makin lama manusia tuh makin ga manusiawi! emang makin lama dunia makin edan. makin sinting. apa hidup lo semua datar dan ga ada sama sekali kesempatan buat nanya apa kabar sama hati nurani lo??? lo tau ga sih gimana rasanya hak hidup lo diambil dengan cara yang ga sewajarnya?? mati karena kena bom?? apa ga sial dan sia2?? let's say itu yang pantes diterima oleh para korban, but i still have this question in mind: kenapa juga mesti dengan bom?? ini efeknya ga ikut kebakar dan jadi debu setelah ngaben, tapi ini efeknya bakal jadi jauh kedepan. merangsang munculnya opini2 dan pikiran2 ga kalah geblek. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@______@&lt;br /&gt;gw tau kalo apapun yang terjadi di dunia ini, apapun itu, udah diatur sama Yang Maha Kuasa. tapi seenggaknya manusia diciptakan dengan pilihan. dan pilihan ini sebenernya rahmat yang ga pernah disyukurin sama kita semua. selamat jadi manusia karbit. selamat jadi manusia yang ga punya rasa. selamat mati rasa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please teori 5W+1H dikeluarin buat kasus ini. karena gw PENGEN TAU ORANG KESEKIAN DI DUNIA INI YANG KRISIS HATI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112839987934550257?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112839987934550257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112839987934550257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112839987934550257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112839987934550257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/10/bom-bali-2nd-mati-rasa.html' title='Bom Bali the 2nd: mati rasa'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112814372568488782</id><published>2005-10-01T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T13:15:25.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GLITZ 2005</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ada &lt;strong&gt;GLITZ 2005&lt;/strong&gt; di Hall of Fame, 6 pm onward till midnite. &lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;kind of star search in my campus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. dan akhirnya kemaren gw pergi juga ke GLITZ. abis kelas gw sempet balik dulu ke rumah, karena ga kebayang aja kalo bawa2 kerjaan (apalagi kalo tuh kanvas dibawa2 juga) sambil nonton acara begituan. haduh. dan ternyata gw disana lama juga, datang dari jam setengah tujuh sampe balik jam 3 pagi, secara tuh acara officially mulai jam 7 dan band terakhir baru manggung jam 2 malem gitu. semua yang tampil keren2, walo ada yang bikin geleng2 kepala juga dan gw mikirnya ini adalah salah satu bad effect assignment di kampus ini. social suicide. huhu, how pathetic. waktu awal2 tuh sempet yang shite banget.. dan berhubung gw duduk di sebelah &lt;strong&gt;reindy&lt;/strong&gt;, gw ga abis2nya denger dia comment soal sound yang ga bagus dan DJ yang ga beres. awalnya gw juga males secara kok bisa2nya sound jadi begitu buat sebuah Limkokwing??? tapi sukur itu cuma awalnya doang. okelah, namanya juga live band. anything cud be happened kan ya?? banyak peserta yang lulus audisi tapi gw berasa ga pernah ngeliat muka-muka itu.. selain muka2 peserta yang berasal dari indo pastinya. yeah, mungkin sarana star search kayak gini adalah sarana buat publisitas pribadi juga ya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dari 2 kategori pertama yang nyanyi solo (female and male), yang bikin merinding tuh temen gw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;maria a.k.a tessi&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yang keren banget... dia emang sering nyanyi di gereja sih, and no wonder. tapi sumpah semalem dia keren banget waktu bawain lagu &lt;strong&gt;mencintaimu-nya mba krisdayanti&lt;/strong&gt;. huhu, gw sama anak2 serumah gw berkaca2.. dia bener2 dapet soul-nya. udah gitu dia tuh sempet yang dedicate this song buat housemate gw yang lagi ultah, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;dini&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, dan akhirnya orang satu Hall of Fame nyanyi happy birthday buat dia. so sweet :) pas dia selese nyanyi, hampir satu Hall of Fame tuh yang standing applause, dan diantara mereka semua ada makhluk2 yang teriak2 ga jelas (hahaha, ya kami2 ini).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masuk kategori duet.. urm, sebenernya yang gw tunggu adalah band2 anak2 indo. karena apa?? karena katanya 5 band indo lulus audisi! jing, 5 bands aja gitu lho. pertama waktu duet-nya &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;dipa n nicole&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dan mereka bawain &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;satisfied by rolling stones&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; secara akustik. dem. itu keren aja... satu keyakinan muncul di mulut kami2 anak indo: "eh, kayaknya bisa menang nih mereka". and see, buat kategori duet, mereka berdua menang lho.. ngalahin anak2 dari negara lain. oh ya, sekedar tambahan, buat kategori dance, dance anak indo dapet juara 2. ya udah, selamat juge ye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masuk kategori band.. ini yang fantastik. sebenernya banyak banget band2 yang keren di kampus. dan semalem performances mereka semua tuh gila!!! sakiiit banget!! dari yang rock sampe yang jazz. dan semua juara disandang oleh anak2 indonesia! juara 3 tuh &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ankara&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (band-nya &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;diaz dkk&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;). mereka bawain &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;something's wrong, let's make it right-nya bali lounge&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gitu.. udah gitu suara diaz tuh yang ngepas banget sama beat-nya. yang ada gw sama &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;manda&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ga berenti2nya ngomong: "aduh, mirip banget suaranya sama yang asli..". sigh. juara 2 band-nya &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;kamil dkk&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dan gw lupa nama band-nya apa -- bla bla bla acid apa ya??. yang ini nih bawain lagu cadas. salut sama vokalisnya *yang ga tau dia ini anak indo apa anak malaysia* yang udah performed gila gilaan.. keren banget. gw ga tau dia bawain lagunya sapa.. soalnya ga pernah denger musik begituan. nah juara 1 nih.. gw juga ga tau namanya apa.. hehe. yang jelas ini band yang berisikan wakil presiden Klub Merah Putih,  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ronny dkk&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. mereka bawain lagu ciptaan sendiri. sama satu lagi &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;fix u-nya coldplay&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. huhu. keren gila.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah gitu gueststars nya juga keren2. ada K-Town Clan *which is one of the rapper currently studying in Limkokwing.. hehe*, ada juga Dragon Red (yang albumnya bakal rilis tanggal 26 oktober nanti), juga ada street horn S.Y.N.D.I.C.A.T.E yang keren banget. mereka main alat musik tiup ini keren banget tadi malem. host of the show-nya juga mantep, si theo, temen se-batch gw dari Botswana. dia bisa banget ngidupin suasana dari jam 7 malem sampe jam 3 pagi. he did such a great work over stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and  my word 'awesome' went to them. salut buat anak2 indo yang akhirnya bisa nunjukkin prestasi di bidang musik. emang sih, kerasa, bukan mau nyombong, klo emang anak2 indo sendiri punya kualitas yang baik. sebenernya. akhirnya setelah acara selese, gw dan temen2 gw kelaparan.. bayangin aja 7 jam di Hall of Fame yang terkenal dengan dingin-nya yang dahsyat itu. gw aja udah pake cardigan masih niup2 tangan. makanya gw banyak melakukan standing applause dan tepukan meriah. supaya hangat --&gt; teori bodoh gw. jam 3 pagi, dengan mata mengantuk karena abis selese kelas tadi sorenya.. juga perut kriuk2, kita semua memutuskan buat makan di &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hassan's cafe&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; di street mall. ternyata disana rame banget, dan nambah rame karena anak2 lain pada makan disana semua. dan gank besar anak2 indo pun merambah masuk. GLITZ's crews juga pada kesana. soalnya yang buka 24 jam dan deket cuma disini ini. gw sama &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;iam&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pun tersiksa menunggu pesanan mie goreng yang tidak kunjung datang. hhh. hari yang melelahkan. pulang ke rumah gw mandi, sholat, trus langsung tidur. tapi ternyata harus bangun dan ke kampus karena &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;permission letter&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; group gw harus diambil jam 10 pagi. huh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over all, congrats buat mereka2 yang udah lulus audisi dan juga yang jadi juara. juga makasih buat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;iam, reindy, fika, meiling, dini, hera, manda, dan feta&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. kapan2 hang out bareng lagi ya! buat cewek2 ga jelas yang ga tau hired apa emang ga banget, please deh, kalo mau teriak tuh yang bener dikit. sungguh tidak bermoral. astagfirullah. sakit nih kuping gw dengernya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan buat temen gw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;aditya kharisna&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, gw mau lo bisa nyanyi di star search serupa tahun depan, dan jadi juara :)&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112814372568488782?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112814372568488782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112814372568488782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112814372568488782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112814372568488782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/10/glitz-2005_01.html' title='GLITZ 2005'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112805326975141906</id><published>2005-09-30T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T12:07:49.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's go cranky: oh no! i'm over exhausted.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then this is kind of special reportage from what's goin on my computer graphic class. &lt;br /&gt;while my lecturer has his own time to looking around to check our works.. some students *including me* are doing our own bussiness. we're watching a video titled 'crazy asian' which there are 2 morons dancing unappropriately and make us as asian feel so... creative! haha. then some surf the primbon web opened by one of my indo's mate. hellooo... hari gini gitu loh! let's say i am conservative *in some important way*, but i do not ever looking forward for this kind of thing O_______________o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we have 'glitz' this afternoon, kind of star search in my campus. it will be held in Hall of Fame at 6 pm till midnite. heh. midnite. who's gonna stay there till down? hum.. maybe those people who are in charge yea? i heard that 5 bands from indonesia going to perform tonite, and for the sake, that's why i decide to come. even as an unofficial member *if i could say that in my point of view* of Merah Putih.. huhuhu, i am the member, but i think of not being the one of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i'll come to support. what an idea?? har har. go indonesia!&lt;br /&gt;write ya later. i need to continue with this hectic exhausting thing in life: cranky!&lt;div 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exhausted.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112801735327400716</id><published>2005-09-30T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T02:09:13.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::corrupt::</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to my beloved housemate, &lt;strong&gt;dini. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for what i've told my mind to corrupt the happiness behind:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywae, i think i am in my high possibility of being someone unable to be described. i am kinda dunno what to do rite now, seems my life conspires to me to be a little bit contemplative. i'm thinking that i am stucked on some things people rarely notice about. life. goals. and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and love was hell, since i was being someone less respected.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just want to tell the whole veins, i love u more than u ever know. i love u as well i know and understand that i am beloved by the Almighty. i love u for nothing to be explained. i love u and i just want to figure out what kind of love i have. i love u without i ask u to love me as well. i love ur arogancy. i love ur hype and tendency. i love ur minds. i love ur pathetic way of life. i love to be around u and start to write everything. i love u as u do good in debate. i love u and i don't know how to end this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love u. more than i know i did the same mistake.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for nothing. but at least thank u for be that inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then God expects me to end what's never be important. and i want to say i'm quit of this biatch. if i could say that i couldn't even understand what has happened in my life, for the sake this life is more than those toughts about shite lacky love. shall i keep it? then i just want to ask u whether u need me to stay or better to say good bye... i need to ask and please give me the answer. since u think that u r losing someone special, i get it either. at least i used to being honest with u one year ago. and without any permission of rope a band, i've tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and  i was hoping. couldn't even deny that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please, be straight away and give me the answer. whether u need me stay or just say good bye. cause God has been here and make me think all over this way. unimportant thing in life, &lt;em&gt;if i could not have the better choice in the last. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and please stay away. because just now, i cry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112801735327400716?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112801735327400716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112801735327400716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112801735327400716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112801735327400716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/09/corrupt.html' title='::corrupt::'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112784367337541338</id><published>2005-09-28T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T01:54:33.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not a thing.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there always be a time, when u are needed to decide.&lt;br /&gt;then when everything just like u never want it to be, it happened as it has to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, &lt;em&gt;failure is the best way to learn&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been in my multi-choices time to choose the best of those choices offered. i am the one who meaningless. and useless. but still, as my friend told me: even i am useless, at least i still able to be something.. to be the bad example for the other. and be an example gratia is a last useful thing i *maybe* could be. those stories of my B3-9-3 change abruptly and irritating so much. i was being such an offended one. my mates be bad and be good. myself seldom notice it much. i was like.. forgot everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the time i realize: there would be not a thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112784367337541338?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112784367337541338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112784367337541338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112784367337541338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112784367337541338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/09/not-thing.html' title='not a thing.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112744164342211367</id><published>2005-09-23T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T10:14:03.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>winked. wasted. missed.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c'mon.. i used to post 2 postings by the way. but caused of error connection in my crib, those two bundles blah blah lost unpurposely :( huhuhu, tragically i thought of killing my words!!! aaaarrgghhh. o yea, i've read techie's new post in his blog. and then i just wondering if i were still able to chat w/ him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then for the last information: i'm joining 2nd exhibition of lomography tomorrow (sept 24th), titled LOMO PICNIC. it will be held on Picture This&amp;That Ampang, KL. sigh, 2 of my lomographs picked to be there. hehe, i thought my photos are rubbish thou. pathetically it had been twice already got me into a super thing in my life for now: exhibition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*again* then the same task went to me yesterday: ka lea asked me to do something-related-to-guests. i did the design for guestnote *anywae the concept for current exhibition a bit changed, we won't using any guestbook whatsoever. har har.* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last last &gt;&gt; for the last infos of my crancky days and useful hours:&lt;br /&gt;i haven't do any shite for my batik design - while it is going to be checked by my lecture in about 15 minutes after now. i haven't start to write my advertisement report. i haven't eat any while i'm now dying by starving. i have no idea of what will happen after i post this message and come back to my computer graphic class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywae. i have no idea why i still keep him inside. &lt;br /&gt;abam... i miss u so much O___________o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112744164342211367?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112744164342211367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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ironically happened behind my proud-able campus!</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could say, that i've been in this great private-government campus, which named Limkokwing University College of Creative Technology. the campus that by the time u come and see the building, there will be a 'whoooaaa' onomopoetic. hurm. the best design centre over this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, still, we could not be blind and see the 'great' means 'great' over.&lt;br /&gt;there are some thingies happened, of course, just like what the other colleges have.&lt;br /&gt;just go and check this *so and just sudden-found blog* &lt;a href="http://www.limkokwing.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;www.limkokwing.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shite. have a gud day everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i want 2 ask him: how are u? but i - just -can't.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112722190830805824?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112722190830805824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112722190830805824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112722190830805824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112722190830805824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/09/shite-ironically-happened-behind-my.html' title='shite! ironically happened behind my proud-able campus!'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112674821716895317</id><published>2005-09-15T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T09:36:57.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do u know how it feels?</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when someone u - used to - like had already made love with ur friend?&lt;br /&gt;and for you she wasn't good enough for him.&lt;br /&gt;and for you it was a shame that a guy like him wanted to sleep with a girl like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i met him just now*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112674821716895317?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112674821716895317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112674821716895317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112674821716895317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112674821716895317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/09/do-u-know-how-it-feels.html' title='do u know how it feels?'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112642000257636030</id><published>2005-09-11T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T14:26:42.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiring: +wondermilk!</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another people has been inspiring me &lt;strong&gt;O___________0&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are 3 local (malaysian) designers who had graduated from UK and they built a design company named &lt;strong&gt;+theclickproject&lt;/strong&gt; or people here notice them as &lt;strong&gt;+wondermilk&lt;/strong&gt;. this also become &lt;strong&gt;Lomo Embassy Malaysia&lt;/strong&gt;, which &lt;strong&gt;ifzan ibrahim &lt;/strong&gt;has been the one who damn in charge of it! har har, remember back then when &lt;strong&gt;Lomo Lama Exhibition&lt;/strong&gt; was held, i met him and abruptly thought &lt;em&gt;he was awesome&lt;/em&gt;. muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're studied abroad and convert UK's to support their design style, and rarely came back here and built up the local design into &lt;em&gt;extraordinary&lt;/em&gt;. someday i'll check and go for the same instant as them did. hope mode: on. and you can see how good they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you have time to see this great and fave site of mine, go to &lt;a href="http://www.theclickproject.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;+theclickproject&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and you can see how good they are. &lt;em&gt;i couldn't say that indos has this o-r-i-g-i-n-a-l design perception or not. who cares? i will. someday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, and those who are like britpop music as well, u cud enjoy &lt;strong&gt;doves' black and white town&lt;/strong&gt; while googling around the web. go and check budds!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112642000257636030?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112642000257636030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112642000257636030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112642000257636030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112642000257636030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/09/inspiring-wondermilk.html' title='inspiring: +wondermilk!'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112626838797885707</id><published>2005-09-09T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T20:19:47.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hidup telah mengajarkan kita tentang keadilan. dalam segala hal. ga tau kita sadar apa enggak..</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan hidup memang sudah mengajarkan kita.&lt;br /&gt;kita boleh hebat dimata orang lain, tapi ternyata kita rendah di mata Tuhan. kita boleh bangga dengan apa yang kita punya, tapi kita lupa siapa yang memberikan semuanya. kita diberi nikmat, tapi kita mengingkarinya. kita dikasih sehat, tapi kita tidak menjaganya. kita dikasih cinta, tapi kita menyalahgunakannya. kita dikasih kesempatan lahir menjadi putra kerajaan, dikasih kesempatan waktu-ruang-dan uang, tapi kita melalaikan sujud kita. hum. sementara yang jatuh, menyalahkan takdir. yang hidup tidak layak, menyesali mimpi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalu dimana pelajaran tentang keadilan?&lt;br /&gt;bahwa mereka yang lupa tetap diberi kesempatan.&lt;br /&gt;dan mereka yang ingat akan tetap diberi cobaan.&lt;br /&gt;adil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan saya masih belajar untuk itu.&lt;br /&gt;karena setiap inci hidup, tidak lepas dari Yang Maha Adil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112626838797885707?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112611576031046785</id><published>2005-09-08T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T01:56:00.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[unknown]</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuffink much happens. i heard that my mom sick. i really want to see her rite now. i wanna quit and hibernate. then laughin' thru these things i've done. illustration has been okay. and i better write u later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112611576031046785?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112611576031046785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112611576031046785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112611576031046785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112611576031046785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/09/unknown.html' title='[unknown]'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112595512802604194</id><published>2005-09-06T05:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T05:18:48.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*always end up with a deep ~ sigh*</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earth, to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's already 5:07 in the morning. 7 hours ago i was chat with some of my dudes &lt;strong&gt;(prima, tachul, and siti)&lt;/strong&gt;. we were discuss about love and feeling. and nuffink. it ended with: sigh. i was asking &lt;strong&gt;prima&lt;/strong&gt; who's living somewhere in netherland.. about the price of return ticket from Kuala Lumpur to Amsterdam by KLM. he said around &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;800 euro for student flight&lt;/span&gt;. it also ended with: sigh. how cud i earn that much??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my final layout for the poster hasn't really settle. i'm still okay, and i'm awake. but still i could only have a very deep sigh when solemnly notice that it has been 7 + hours doing this thing for today. and i obviously up to touch up and picking colors - only. [i have to draw the rail for the steam train and rollercoaster &lt;strong&gt;O______o&lt;/strong&gt; gosh!!] hhh. sigh, stressed up! i need a free ticket to hibernate!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*5:18. and still wondering why people can't even understand my position, my existance, and my capacity as a human?? am i really that nothing in your point of view, people??*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112595512802604194?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112595512802604194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112595512802604194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112595512802604194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112595512802604194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/09/always-end-up-with-deep-sigh.html' title='*always end up with a deep ~ sigh*'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112580658171815548</id><published>2005-09-04T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T12:03:01.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baru dapet lagu bagus!! dan emang bagus banget!</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;siti&lt;/strong&gt; ngirimin gw lagu bagus. dan itu emang bagus banget, cet! lagu itu tentang ayah.. dan gw baru denger *serta baru tau* kalo ada lagu ini, which is &lt;strong&gt;ada band &lt;/strong&gt;dan &lt;strong&gt;gita gutawa &lt;/strong&gt;nyanyi bareng. and here some lyrics go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuhan tolonglah sampaikan sejuta sayangku untuknya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ku trus berjanji tak kan khianati perintahnya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ayah dengarlah betapa sesungguhnya kumencintaimu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kan kubuktikan ku mampu penuhi maumu..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;another thing to write, gw barusan baca blognya &lt;strong&gt;techie&lt;/strong&gt;. ada &lt;em&gt;she's out of my life&lt;/em&gt; punyanya &lt;strong&gt;josh groban&lt;/strong&gt;. dan ada tulisan baru hari ini. kayaknya dia lagi down juga. semacam ditinggal sama orang lain. apa dia 'ditinggal' sama dani?? maksudnya, dia dah ga bisa contact sama dani lagi? atau orang lain? dia kehilangan siapa?? hhh. biasanya kalo dia lagi down dia seenggaknya ngirim message di friendster. tapi sekarang kayaknya udah ga akan lagi. biasanya gw juga bisa *setidaknya* memberi dia semangat supaya ga se-jatoh itu.. (ya walopun mungkin ga ngaruh). tapi sekarang kayaknya *sigh* ga bisa lagi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gw cuma berharap dia ga se-empty itu. kan dia punya sahabat2 terbaiknya disana. semoga dia baik2 saja. dan kalo emang it's all relate to dani, i wish he cud find another steps to go for her. at least once more.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112580658171815548?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112580658171815548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112580658171815548' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112580658171815548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112580658171815548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/09/baru-dapet-lagu-bagus-dan-emang-bagus.html' title='baru dapet lagu bagus!! dan emang bagus banget!'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112565371562061141</id><published>2005-09-02T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T17:35:15.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>humble happy around. carousel-o-carousel. a minor incident.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hollar. udah 2 hari semenjak kesedihan yang mendalam, dan hari ini gw udah kembali seperti biasa. sudah pusing dengan deadlines yang numpuk, approvals, assignments, reviews, and those things remind me about my true life. sedih itu ada, tapi ga harus terus bersisa dan memperlambat semuanya kan? lagian kuliah gw lebih prinsipil. that's all. tadi pagi dapet message dari &lt;strong&gt;imer &lt;/strong&gt;dan &lt;strong&gt;tiQus. &lt;/strong&gt;mereka cukup memompa semangat :) dan gw tau bahwa gw sebenernya bisa mengatasi ini.. ada yang jauh lebih penting. aaa, jadi inget kalo ternyata semakin gede tuh masalah bisa jadi macem2.. huhuhu. jadi inget kata ayah dan mama. hiksu. &lt;em&gt;kamu akan tau sesuatu hal itu worth apa enggak setelah kamu menjalani semuanya. rasakan dan buktikan, mama sama ayah cuma bisa ngasih arahan. tapi kamu yang lebih pantas untuk menilai apakah yang kamu lakukan itu benar atau salah. &lt;/em&gt;dan disaat down begini, gw tau gw cuma butuh mereka berdua. orang2 yang ga pernah pake bahasa 'salah' dalam hidup gw. orang2 yang selalu membuat gw mikir kemungkinan2 terburuk. orang2 yang bikin gw berani hidup jauh dari rumah. orang2 yang mendewasakan pikiran, yang ngasih arahan, dan ngebiarin gw paham sendiri. orang2 yang ngajarin gw untuk ga pernah ngeluh. orang2 yang ngajarin untuk membumi. mereka orang2 yang diciptakan Rabb untuk jadi orangtua gw.. hhh. gw kangen banget sama mama dan ayah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tugas numpuk. dem. presentasi hari senin. butuh rehat tapi ternyata sems ini ga ada MID TERM BREAK! what a hell?? dem! bisa2nya?? yasudah.. derita sems 3. oia, barusan adek gw sms.. dia bilang lagi belajar mobil sama bokap gw. hehe, dia katanya dicerewetin gitu sama bokap. hehehe. jadi pengen pulang. udah lama juga rasanya semenjak SMA, gw ga ngalamin masa2 begitu sm bokap nyokap. abisnya gw di jakarta, mereka semua di irian. giliran mereka ke jakarta, gw malah cabut ke malaysia. makanya liburan merupakan hal yang paling saya rindukan.. kalian2 yang jauh dari rumah juga pasti rindu pulang kan?? walo ibaratnya cuma nge-kost di depok padahal rumah di kalimalang... pasti kangen pulang kan?? kangen masakan nyokap! kangen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywae, gw udah baikan. kali ini sudah bisa konsisten. karena gw yakin Allah lebih tau yang terbaik buat gw. kalo cinta dan cita2 gw diuji akhir2 ini (gw ga dapet scholarship, udah gt had a bit probs w/ my love life), gw pasrah.. asal ujian2 itu bisa bikin gw lebih deket sama Allah, gw terima. yang jelas, alhamdulillah. okey dey i'll write u later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my family much this time :)&lt;br /&gt;humble happy around. carousel-o-carousel. a minor incident.&lt;br /&gt;nothing *bad* stays. semangat!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112565371562061141?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112550371484134610</id><published>2005-08-31T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T16:17:28.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>over. kick myself through himself. done.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin cara gw salah. gw ga bermaksud bikin dia keliatan jahat di mata gw. tapi gw emang cuma butuh untuk berhenti. 3 tahun ini benar2 bikin gw mati rasa. gw kadang ngerasa dihargai, tapi kadang juga tidak sama sekali. mungkin menunggu bukan cara yang baik. yang gw perlu lakuin ternyata melenyapkan segala tentang dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan game terakhir yang gw kirim itu ada alasannya. gw ga sebuta itu ngasih game begituan. i was perfectly noticed that it was an online game (which it couldn't played alone) + worse than CS and Warcraft (it was 2003's). hello, i got know a bit game design here. terserah dia mau berpikir apa. itu hak prerogatif dia buat beropini macam2 tentang gw. but i did it on purpose. ga mungkin gw ngirim tiba2 tanpa tujuan yang jelas. i wish he cud be rude on me so i cud find steps to forget him soon. gw mengharapkan bad impression dia supaya gw bener2 berhenti punya perasaan ini. yang gw rasa 3 tahun ini cuma ketidakjelasan. ketidakjelasan pada perasaan gw sendiri. dan demi keputusan2 sampah yang pernah gw lupain, makanya gw ngelakuin ini semua. and he got me bad impression i've wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sakit. menghapus folder, message, no hp, e-mails dari dia butuh tarik nafas.&lt;br /&gt;gw ngerasa salah, kickin' myself thru himself. tapi gw ga punya pilihan lain untuk move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;untuk ilham inawel, terima kasih. tapi saya pamit mundur. utang traktir sudah saya anggap lunas dari semenjak saya pindah ke malaysia. utang cerita sudah saya anggap lunas, karena anda harus tau saya tidak penting untuk mendengar cerita2 anda. buang saja origami burung yang pernah saya kasih, itu tidak berharga sama sekali. saya berharap yang terbaik untuk anda dan perasaan anda sendiri, terutama untuk kuliah anda di ITB itu. dan saya benar2 minta maaf karena pernah datang, singgah, lalu pergi dengan cara yang salah. terima kasih untuk sms terakhir anda. terima kasih untuk membuat saya menangis semalam, terakhir kali. dan semua sudah selesai. 31 agustus 2005. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i will never exist in ur life. anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112550371484134610?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112550371484134610/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112539246886996862</id><published>2005-08-30T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T17:01:08.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[shock news] USD 1 = Rp 11.300 by today! shame!</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this news copied from www.liputan6.com. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liputan6.com, Jakarta: Dalam sepekan terakhir, nilai tukar rupiah terhadap dolar Amerika Serikat terus merosot hingga 500 poin. Dari level sekitar Rp 9.900 pada dua pekan silam, rupiah sempat menembus angka Rp 10.400 per dolar AS. Posisi rupiah ini menjadi tingkat terendah sejak tahun 2002 yang ketika itu berada di posisi sekitar Rp 8.000 per US$. Pengamat pasar uang Fahrial Anwar mengkhawatirkan kondisi ini akan membawa Indonesia memasuki krisis moneter kedua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekadar mengingatkan, tahun 1997 posisi rupiah masih stabil di level lebih dari Rp 2.000 per dolar AS. Namun, rupiah mulai bergerak dan melemah ke level Rp 4.000 dan melonjak hingga Rp 10 per US$. Sejak itu, dari tahun ke tahun rupiah terus dipermainkan oleh pasar. Bahkan Mei 1998, rupiah sempat mencapai level Rp 15 ribu yang mengakibatkan Presiden Soeharto mengundurkan diri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaman pemerintahan B.J. Habibie, rupiah mulai kembali bergerak naik dan menguat di kisaran Rp 8.000 hingga Rp 7.000 per dolarnya. Barulah sejak pertengahan Mei 2004 hingga tahun 2005 nilai tukar rupiah terus stabil dan diperdagangkan pada level Rp 9.500 per dolar AS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertengahan tahun 2005, seiring melonjaknya harga minyak mentah dunia menjadi faktor yang paling menekan nilai tukar rupiah. Kondisi ini ditambah dengan adanya beberapa badan usaha milik negara seperti Pertamina yang melakukan aksi borong dolar. Ini dilakukan karena perusahaan pelat merah ini membutuhkan dolar untuk membeli bahan baku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain itu, faktor spekulan juga berpengaruh besar. Berbagai intervensi pasar dilakukan oleh otoritas moneter. Menaikkan tingkat suku bunga BI, misalnya. Namun, langkah itu ternyata tidak berpengaruh terhadap posisi rupiah. Bahkan mata uang lokal ini terus melemah dan sempat menembus angka Rp 10.400 per US$ pada penutupan perdagangan pekan silam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presiden Susilo Bambang Yudhoyono pun sampai berkunjung secara mendadak ke Bank Indonesia. Ia meminta anggota Dewan Gubernur BI segera menahan laju pelemahan rupiah. Tidak hanya itu, besoknya Presiden SBY melakukan rapat khusus dengan sejumlah menteri bidang ekonomi. Salah satu kebijakan yang dihasilkan adalah mempercepat pencairan kredit dolar dan menerbitkan surat utang negara [baca: Jurus Baru Pemerintah untuk Rupiah ].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelumnya, Presiden SBY juga meminta koordinasi antara otoritas fiskal dan moneter agar lebih ditingkatkan [baca: Presiden Meminta Koordinasi Pemerintah-BI Lebih Ditingkatkan]. Namun, sejumlah pengamat pasar uang pesimistis kalau rupiah akan kembali mencapai level Rp 9000-an kembali dalam waktu dekat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa anggota DPR dan pengamat ekonomi mengatakan, seharusnya pemerintah sejak awal sudah memberlakukan pencegahan pelemahan rupiah. Mereka khawatir, jika pemerintah tidak optimal menjalankan langkah-langkah perbaikan. Kondisi moneter Tanah Air akan lebih buruk dibanding krisis moneter, delapan tahun silam. Mau tidak mau, desakan untuk mengganti anggota kabinet bidang ekonomi harus dilakukan [baca: Perombakan Kabinet Dinilai Terlalu Dini].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jatuhnya nilai tukar rupiah menumbuhkan ketidakpercayaan pelaku pasar terhadap kondisi dalam negeri. Pada perdagangan Jumat silam, IHSG turun 12,937 poin pada level 1.046,874. Merosotnya indeks diawali oleh sejumlah saham unggulan pada sektor tambang dan otomotif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sementara di sektor riil, perdagangan sejumlah produk barang juga menurun hingga 50 persen. Ini lantaran mulai merangkak naiknya harga sejumlah produk seperti handphone, komputer, elektronik, dan harga emas [baca: Harga Emas dan Elektronik Melambung]. Ini membuat para calon pembeli menahan keinginannya untuk melakukan transaksi dan memilih menunggu harga turun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more infos about indonesian's rupiah, u cud go visit www.liputan6.com for ur shortly theraphy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*4.58, sitting alone doing my poster assignments in the library*&lt;br /&gt;i just wish my government, mainly mr. president will concern this case carefully. this is kind of shocking news this morning, when one of my indonesian mates tell us that USD 1 increase up to Rp 11.300 by today! think people, how about indonesian students outside the country? what shud i do if we were faced with 2nd monetary crisis, since my tuition here dem expnsive, and it's like 2,5 years to go to graduate?! and how's life gonna be for some of my friend who lives in US and Europe?! no cares for the richest one, still, i think that those rich people who buy lotta dollars are better being killed by their selfishness.. i want to call my friend in indo and get some infos, in the name of young generation's opinion :(&lt;br /&gt;and as another news, Nurcholis Madjid passed away. hhh. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112539246886996862?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112539246886996862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112539246886996862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112539246886996862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112539246886996862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/08/shock-news-usd-1-rp-11300-by-today.html' title='[shock news] USD 1 = Rp 11.300 by today! shame!'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112531459065711456</id><published>2005-08-29T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T19:59:24.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so i disconnect.</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for 27 years i've been trying to believe and confide in different people i've found. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;some of them got closer than the others, and some wouldn't ever bother.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and then you came around.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i didn't really know what to call you. you didn't know me at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i was happy to explain. i never really know how to move you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i tried to intrude through the little holes in your veins, and i saw you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but it's not an invitation, that's all i get.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if this is communication, i disconnect. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've seen you, i know you, but i don't know how to connect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i disconnect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you always seem to know where to find me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i'm still here behind you, in the corner of your eye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll never really learn how to love you, but i know that i love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;through the hole in the sky where i see you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and it's not an invitation, that's all i get.&lt;br /&gt;if this is communication, i disconnect.&lt;br /&gt;i've seen you, i know you, but i don't know how to connect.&lt;br /&gt;so i disconnect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, this is an invitation! it's not a threat.&lt;br /&gt;if you want communication, that's what you get.&lt;br /&gt;i'm talking and talking but i don't know how to connect.&lt;br /&gt;and i hold a record for being patient, with your kind of hesitation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need you, you want me. but i don't know how to connect, so i disconnect. i disconnect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;it has been a long time for hiding. &lt;em&gt;beneath the reality.&lt;/em&gt; that's for real. but i do have to make decision. and i prefer disconnection to connection. even i know this gonna be hard, but i made the decision. which could be lasting forever. and for the rest of my truly conscience, i've fathomed myself for all this disconnections i used to face. and those cares meant nuffink, but i did late to realize. for today, i feel like i need to memorize and check myself for further. and maybe it will lead me to write on later. &lt;em&gt;again, it has been a long time for hiding. &lt;/em&gt;and maybe this is the right time, to do a real 'move on'. shame on me. after those years.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and words seem come easy to say, while i'm here don't have any idea about how to move on. past still dancing in the corner of my eyes. 6 years end in even 1 day! wake up, bee. and just realize. it has nothing to do with the word: worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the same goes to avatar reyhn, in my days here. just thinking whether this feeling is still here. or has gone somewhere else and show me the meaning of &lt;em&gt;just had a crush&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112531459065711456?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112531459065711456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112531459065711456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112531459065711456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112531459065711456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/08/so-i-disconnect.html' title='so i disconnect.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112525817456079447</id><published>2005-08-29T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T03:42:54.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3.40 am</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.40 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and by the time as i write this post, i am on my way to go to spiritual zone of mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saat aku mungkin tenggelam dalam tawaku yang tak berkesudahan,&lt;br /&gt;dalam kebahagiaan dunia yang menyemukan pandangan,&lt;br /&gt;dalam ambisi yang membawaku pada kebutaan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aku bukan hidup hanya untuk hari ini.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan hanya karena-Mu aku kembali terperanjat dari kekeliruan,&lt;br /&gt;dan hanya karena-Mu aku terhentak dan mengharapkan pengampunan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Rabb, hingga saat usiaku dan usia dunia berakhir,&lt;br /&gt;tetapkanlah aku dalam manisnya iman, dalam hidayah dan rahmat-Mu yang tak berkesudahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izinkan rindu ini tetap menerangi hati.&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, hamba hanya sanggup memohon ampun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sleep tight little one, i've already come on blue morning between me and The Almighty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112525817456079447?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112525817456079447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112525817456079447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112525817456079447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112525817456079447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/08/340-am.html' title='3.40 am'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112520282918146968</id><published>2005-08-28T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T12:24:09.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday overall!</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been doing my poster assignment, started yesterday and obviously calculated to be finished by *at least* tomorrow morning. means, 3 days awakening gonna be great. routine, turn on my laptop and sign in messenger, check e-mail, listen to cafe del mar then continue to radiohead, workin' on illustrator and photoshop, while in the session i was rolled over sleepy :) since my sleeping time became out of its rule, &lt;em&gt;keep trying to sleep at 12 at least, &lt;/em&gt;i am kinda exhausted in class. but i did so because of my assignment due to dem deadlines. it's already week 5. and my deadline for 1st project in some subjects are on week 7! two weeks to do such things anyway. well, i had sent messages to &lt;strong&gt;wahyu aditya&lt;/strong&gt; due to radiohead's official contact. hope it wasn't too late to inform. and i want to see whether mr. yorke goin to see aditya's experimental animation for 'i will' song :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i'll write u guys later. i am thinking of blog addiction rite now. have a good sunday everyone!! gotta back to my work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;playlist of today &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;...and the beats fill the emptiness :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kings of convinience's&gt;&gt;radiohead's&gt;&gt;franz ferdinand's&gt;&gt;cafe del mar's&gt;&gt;benyamin syueb's&gt;&gt;sondre lerche's&gt;&gt;c'mon lennon&gt;&gt;goodnite electric's&gt;&gt;snada's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112520282918146968?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112520282918146968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112520282918146968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112520282918146968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112520282918146968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/08/sunday-overall.html' title='sunday overall!'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112514307887877265</id><published>2005-08-27T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T19:44:39.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>would i like u?</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy. i know that i've been single &lt;em&gt;and decided to be free&lt;/em&gt; since i had him away 3 years ago. and i've been in my prestigious time till now on. life goes well, nuffink bad really comes into my daily routines. until the day i had opened my msn and got some people add me in their list. bingo! some of them were i had waited for ages &lt;em&gt;- my childhood friends that now migrated out of asia!&lt;/em&gt; and i got one stranger. &lt;em&gt;he's a DA member and he had already add me on his friendlist on DA in the same time&lt;/em&gt;. i thot everything would just be okay, same case when i added&lt;strong&gt; *inmyroom&lt;/strong&gt; (poetry writer that has great words on deviantart.com) because i thought if i got her online from UK, she's worth it to be talked to. and one day i got her, i put dem compliment to her as good as she is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, the &lt;em&gt;stranger&lt;/em&gt; has been my friend through this &lt;em&gt;untrusted&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;world &lt;/em&gt;called internet. he got me good impression since the first time we had chat. &lt;em&gt;he is from turkey anyway.&lt;/em&gt; things goin well till just now... he called me &lt;em&gt;honey&lt;/em&gt;. (dalam hati: yaelah, nenek lo keselek duren? honey dari hongkong?) if u're asking me how does it works for me, i just cud tell ya fellows... i was laughing!! now i know about one of &lt;em&gt;internet-flirting-actions-which-have-been-discussed-in-teenage-magz. &lt;/em&gt;har har. and he even asked whether i like to be called 'honey'. i said "no". and he was like, "one day if u think u like me.. let me know about it". then i was like, "why should i?". and he said, "because that day i'll begin to call u honey". &lt;em&gt;then i just thot, 'please do something while waiting, it's going to be so boring'. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't think this is the real part of my life or just a joke of the day. muahaahaa. so last year, was it? i think i'm not 17th again, i've been going up for some better things, and this kind of situasion is totally out of my mind. hell, funny for me. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;would i like u? i don't think so, mate :) cheers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112514307887877265?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112514307887877265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112514307887877265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112514307887877265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112514307887877265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/08/would-i-like-u.html' title='would i like u?'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112513096556510922</id><published>2005-08-27T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T16:22:47.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"just cause i feel it, it doesn't mean it's there".</title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i got my ass back to the reality. i know i've been so much annoying for &lt;em&gt;myself&lt;/em&gt; since i got my conscience &lt;em&gt;wrong.&lt;/em&gt; i could not even pretend what should goes is what never stays. and this ambient become dark, dem i know i was lost too long. and by the time i checked myself and hoped for some guwds, gee i found everything wasn't arranged correctly. meaning, i need to be careful and refurbish a bit later on. maybe i am allowed to cry, &lt;em&gt;sometime&lt;/em&gt;, to feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for nothing is worth, i call You by my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks to never let me alone even when i'm totally down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but anyhow i still wish for someone that i could trust.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;here i'm dying keep it all alone. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was invited to come over life. thus rationales, sucks. everything is already be there, but i am coincidently work it out too late. &lt;em&gt;and then he went away and i fell this pain.&lt;/em&gt; call me pathetic, call me psychic. call me whatever ur mind speak. and crush me to the beat. hit me rush to edge. &lt;em&gt;i won't ever play around and fly so far. &lt;/em&gt;all the martians pluck their lucky leaves over memento's labyrinth. and they would put the gun in front of my face, eventually say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing good stays. so goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who was i? who am i? talking to the big wall and get no answer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am blank. so stay away. and don't ever think you could fill me in.&lt;br /&gt;this is boredom feel so-called &lt;em&gt;missing&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how redundant. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"just cause i feel it, it doesn't mean it's there".&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my eyes suddenly opened, remember thom and say thanks for the lyrics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112513096556510922?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112513096556510922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112513096556510922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112513096556510922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112513096556510922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/08/just-cause-i-feel-it-it-doesnt-mean.html' title='&quot;just cause i feel it, it doesn&apos;t mean it&apos;s there&quot;.'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112490730834779437</id><published>2005-08-25T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T02:28:26.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ada kucing di rumah saya!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/6228/640/MMryz..(496).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #006600 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #006600 1px solid" height="291" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/6228/320/MMryz..%28496%29.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/6228/640/MMryz..(496).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi ceritanya begini.. perihal kucing yang hilang ini, tadinya agak bingung juga ini kucing persia datengnya dari mana. padahal nih kucing termasuk kucing mahal *dengan nilai nominal ratusan ringgit aja gitu lho* tapi kenapa dibiarin sama pemiliknya yah main jauh2 masuk lift keluar lift sampe ke lantai 9?! kadang keajaiban terjadi dimana saja, dan mungkin keajaiban kemaren adalah jatah keajaiban B3-9-3. ga abis pikir juga, kenapa bisa bertepatan dengan kebutuhan2 kami warga mars?? gw lagi butuh kucing buat difoto sama &lt;strong&gt;hera&lt;/strong&gt; buat lomographs dengan tema 'GO BEYOND LOVE'. &lt;strong&gt;paola&lt;/strong&gt; lagi butuh kucing buat model animasinya dia.. benar2 dateng dari langit nih kucing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywae, gw dah bikin pengumuman kucing ilang sebelum gw ke kampus kemaren *secara gw mikir, pasti sedih banget keilangan kucing persia lucu begini*. tapi ga ada satupun orang yang ngontact gw, lagian juga tadi pas balik, gw ngeliat di depan pintu lift G floor tuh dah ga ada gt pengumuman gw. dibersihin sama janitor kali ya?? jadilah tuh kucing masih di kamar gw, sampe saat gw nulis posting ini :) sumpah, nih kucing persia lucu mampus.. tadinya gw serem gt pas pagi2 buka pintu dia langsung pengen menerjang masuk rumah!!! gile dah!! udah gt nih kucing ternyata biasa hidup high standard, secara dia makannya aja snack &lt;em&gt;cheeze&lt;/em&gt; and susu dutch lady gitu!! kalah gw!! dikasih makan ikan sarden aja juga mau-nggak-mau gitu.. ah dia lucu banget.. bener2 membuat gw yakin kalo selama ini saya berburuk sangka pada kucing. ternyata kucing itu baik dan lucu. pantesan *ehm*, temen gw si &lt;strong&gt;ilham&lt;/strong&gt; suka banget sama kucing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dan rumah gw sekarang bukan hanya diramaikan oleh &lt;strong&gt;tan sri si ikan louhan&lt;/strong&gt;, tetapi juga &lt;strong&gt;tiffanny si kucing persia&lt;/strong&gt; *sampe dia dikembalikan pada pemiliknya*.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112490730834779437?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112490730834779437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112490730834779437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112490730834779437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112490730834779437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/08/ada-kucing-di-rumah-saya.html' title='ada kucing di rumah saya!!'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112490727951727932</id><published>2005-08-25T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T02:37:57.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"master of miaw"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/6228/640/MMryz..(487).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #006600 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #006600 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/6228/320/MMryz..%28487%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi inget tadi pagi.. setelah dapet telepon dari &lt;strong&gt;paola&lt;/strong&gt;, gw langsung buka pintu and the story went like this. si kucing berlari dengan semangat ketika tahu ada pintu rumah yang terbuka untuknya. dem. gw panik dan akhirnya tuh pintu gw tutup lagi.. gw balik ke kamar dan teriak2 ke &lt;strong&gt;hera&lt;/strong&gt; untuk segera keluar and grab that cranky cat :( huhuhu.. akhirnya &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;master of miaw&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ini berhasil menangkap kucing itu dan membawanya masuk rumah.. haha. dia senang sekali dengan kucing. dulu gw takut banget sama kucing, tapi begitu sems 1 dia melihara satu kucing lagi bernama &lt;strong&gt;baby&lt;/strong&gt; atau &lt;strong&gt;tiger&lt;/strong&gt;, gw jadi ikutan ngerawat :) huehuehue.. jadi akrab!!&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;inilah dia hera dan si kuncing miring :'P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112490727951727932?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112490727951727932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112490727951727932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112490727951727932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112490727951727932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/08/master-of-miaw.html' title='&quot;master of miaw&quot;'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112490721507735394</id><published>2005-08-25T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T02:52:21.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[sigh, this cat is soooo...]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/6228/640/MMryz..(493).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #006600 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #006600 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/6228/320/MMryz..%28493%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ACHTUNG! ACHTUNG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we found a persian cat in front of our house (B3-9-3)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on wednesday august 24th, 2005. we're wondering if&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one of the residents here were its owner. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it wears a green and brown necklace, and also have&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a gray and white tone furs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for further infos, please contact ebee on 0166256815.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but tragically, there's no call for me due to this missing cat. i don't have any idea whether my ads has been read by people in GF or not. hhh, i was wondering how sad its owner.. or maybe he/she purposely threw away this lazy fatty cat?? how pathetic :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112490721507735394?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112490721507735394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112490721507735394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112490721507735394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112490721507735394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/08/sigh-this-cat-is-soooo.html' title='[sigh, this cat is soooo...]'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112464047221526979</id><published>2005-08-22T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T07:57:33.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all hail lomographers!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/6228/640/hail%20lomographers%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #006600 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #006600 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/6228/320/hail%20lomographers%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;memoir of&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt; Lomo Lama Exhibition&lt;/span&gt; back then...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got this picture from my friend. there are a lot of photos that so memorable but i don't think that i wud to post them all in this blog. so there were 10 of us stood up unwell and cranky happy on that dae.. there were &lt;strong&gt;afiq, lynn, nadia, eadzlin, anod, eddy, dee, lea, reza&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; at the *quite* centre. we had never thought this exhibition would gonna happened ^_^ the most shocked thing after all was it was truly happened. gonna miss this first moment together.. and still looking up for the next-next-next event which we can work it together again and again and again!! Lomo Rawks!! &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112464047221526979?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112464047221526979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112464047221526979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112464047221526979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112464047221526979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/08/all-hail-lomographers.html' title='all hail lomographers!!'/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112462038528658062</id><published>2005-08-21T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T18:33:05.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is only a thought..&lt;br /&gt;boorish-sometime, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Statement of Academic Result&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student Name : Srikasih Febriyanti Supriyadi&lt;br /&gt;Student ID       : N 419938&lt;br /&gt;Course              : BA  (Hons) in Graphic Design&lt;br /&gt;Year F (foundation) / semester 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Communication Studies 2     B (3.33)&lt;/div&gt;Photographic Studies 1         C+ (2.67)&lt;br /&gt;History of Art                         B- (3.00)&lt;br /&gt;Creative Studies 2                 A- (4)&lt;br /&gt;Life Drawing 2                        B (3.33)&lt;br /&gt;Design Studies 2                     A (4)&lt;br /&gt;Malaysian Studies 1               B+ (3.67)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grade Point Average (GPA) : 3.55&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cumulative Credits Obtained : 43&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cumulative Grade Point Average (CGPA) : 3.70&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, i just collected this official copy from last sems. once i walked out from registry, i just could have a deep sigh and thanks Allah SWT for everything.. i might be a bit upset becoz i didn't got a scholarship this year, but i know He answers my prayer in the other way. there are so many students in my batch got more higher than me.. but still, i do thankful for this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i suppose to get better, aite?? is it that important?? *thinking*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112462038528658062?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112462038528658062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112462038528658062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112462038528658062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112462038528658062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-is-only-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112459421518221515</id><published>2005-08-21T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T11:16:55.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/6228/640/cozy%20corner.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/6228/320/cozy%20corner.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my something important in daily life. yah, untuk urusan kuliah pastinya. cukup berantakan ^_^ &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112459421518221515?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112459421518221515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112459421518221515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112459421518221515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112459421518221515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-is-my-something-important-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112459397906322796</id><published>2005-08-21T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T11:12:59.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/6228/640/MMryz..%28444%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/6228/320/MMryz..%28444%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, kalo pada sempet ngebaca postingan gw beberapa minggu yang lalu *di awal sems*, gw sempet kan cerita kalo bakal ada gadget baru di kamar kita.. nah, hera nih judulnya beli PC baru *dengan 4 hardisks AJA - division of labour system gt deh.. muakakakak* dan monitor yang multifungsi *seperti televisi, jadi kalo gw nonton dari atas juga bisa*. jadi kalo ada file2 dengan ukuran besar, hasil2 download2 yang berat2, game semacam sims 2 yang gede byte-nya, bisa langsung di drop ke komputernya hera!! it's gonna be an important backup, for sure ^_^&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8205512-112459397906322796?l=beedolphinage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/feeds/112459397906322796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8205512&amp;postID=112459397906322796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112459397906322796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8205512/posts/default/112459397906322796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beedolphinage.blogspot.com/2005/08/nah-kalo-pada-sempet-ngebaca-postingan.html' title=''/><author><name>Ebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092821389105970065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8205512.post-112459343424297850</id><published>2005-08-21T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T11:03:54.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/6228/640/MMryz..%28438%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/6228/320/MMryz..%28438%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, semester 2 pun berlalu... akhirnya gw sama hera memutuskan untuk merombak kamar. space is important for us, mengingat semester 2 kemaren assignment kita bener2 extreme! jadilah, kita meminimalisasi penggunaan ruang dengan tempat tidur bertingkat ^_^ hera di bawah, gw di atas. di tengah2 tuh buat ngerjain tugas, bercanda gurau, baca buku *dan nonton DVD tentunya!!*. oh ya, ditempat-yang-lagi-ada-gw-nya-itu adalah lemari buku2 kita... kamar yang sekarang makin bikin betah!! cuma ironisnya, begitu kita berdua udah sedemikian well-planned gitu demi kelancaran tugas, yang ada sems ini tugas2 'kuli' kayak di sems lalu tuh GA ADA!! yaaaaa... kuciwa dah kuciwa *kecewa maksudnye..*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' 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