<?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-6021691140769021703</id><updated>2011-11-24T07:08:52.050-08:00</updated><category term='rain'/><category term='men'/><category term='heart'/><category term='far away'/><category term='butterfly'/><category term='mistakes'/><category term='broken'/><title type='text'>cheesy-writer</title><subtitle type='html'>just enjoy the show</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-7047724988948158284</id><published>2011-11-24T06:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T07:08:52.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Peterpan,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My dear peterpan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;here I am, after all this time, writing you a some-called-letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Everynite, I go to bed with a lot of feelings and thought going on my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"will he come and pick me up in our usual place? or we won't meet like some times ago because I was lost and that nite is wasted without us meet each other?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You and your Neverland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me and my Wonderland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I never thought you and I could belong to each other, and have this kind of feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;you like to flying around and playing with your friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;me, just following the rabbit and get lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;you know, I'm really good at getting lost. or jump in a hole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;you always have fun. your world is about fun and fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;me, I just sit and get trapped in a world of my own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;we're different, yet we're so alike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;you don't want to grow up, and me, I think like a grown-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;maybe I'm just overthinking about anything, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and you will come and tell your "have fun" things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I was worried if I get sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;but then, you came and say, "whenever you sad, just say that you need me and I will fly to you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I can't find my way home, I know that you will always (always) hold my hand and fly me back to place, where I belong.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-7047724988948158284?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7047724988948158284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2011/11/dear-peterpan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/7047724988948158284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/7047724988948158284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2011/11/dear-peterpan.html' title='Dear Peterpan,'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-2057006010528185325</id><published>2011-11-11T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T06:51:32.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long legs Panda &amp; Purple Bunny - Festival Lunallena</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Suatu hari di kerajaan Zooland, rakyat terlihat lalu lalang dan disibukkan oleh kegiatan mereka. Ada yang sedang berjalan membawa balon-balon, ada yang membawa karung penuh dengan bahan warna-warni, ada yang membawa bahan makanan dari pasar, bermacam-macam kegiatan mereka, tetapi satu yang sama yaitu ekspresi mereka terlihat gembira. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Ada apakah gerangan dengan mereka? Ternyata besok adalah hari lunallena atau full moon, di mana bulan terlihat penuh hanya pada masa tertentu. Dalam perayaan lunallena yang diadakan satu kali dalam setahun tersebut, rakyat bisa menyumbangkan keahliannya masing-masing untuk tampil di depan anggota kerajaan dan di hadapan rakyat Zooland lainnya. Setiap tahun itu pula, dari kerajaan akan diwakili salah satu pengawal yang akan tampil di depan rakyat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;“Paduka, rakyat terlihat bersemangat sekali merayakan lunallena besok malam” ujar Nico si Unicorn terhadap Long Legs Panda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;“Tentu saja, bukankah kita semua juga bersemangat? Perayaan yang diadakan hanya dua kali setahun ini, selalu memberikan kesenangan tersendiri. Kamu tidak bersiap-siap, besok kamu tampil kan?” Tanya LLP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;“Justru itu paduka.. sebenarnya saya sangat menantikan malam lunallena ini, dan saya selalu bersemangat membawakan nyanyian Unicorn selalu ditampilkan sejak jaman nenek moyang saya kepada keluarga kerajaan dan rakyat. Tapi..” Nico terlihat bimbang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;“tapi kenapa?” LLP semakin penasaran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;“tapi, suara saya habis semenjak memimpin latihan militer minggu lalu, hal ini yang membuat saya ragu.” Jawab Nico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;“waduh, lalu bagaimana ini? Besok sudah tiba saatnya tampil, bisa gawat ini..” LLP mulai panik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;“Paduka, bagaimana kalau kita tanya Purple Bunny, mungkin ia bisa memberikan masukan?” usul Nico si Unicorn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;“baiklah.. aku akan menghubunginya..” ujar LLP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Esok harinya, lapangan di depan kerajaan sudah penuh dengan hiasan perayaan, buah-buahan dan kue serta makanan sudah tersedia di meja panjang untuk dinikmati, serta panggung untuk masing-masing penampil sudah siap. Semua yang menghadiri perayaan ini memakai topeng binatang lain, fungsinya adalah untuk menghargai semua makhluk sesamanya di kerajaan Zooland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Festival Lunallena akan dibuka oleh Raja, yaitu Long Legs Panda sendiri, lalu ada hiburan dari masing-masing yang akan unjuk kebolehan, lalu akan ada makan bersama, dan puncak acaranya adalah melihat bulan dan diiringi penampilan dari perwakilan anggota kerajaan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Sudah pukul 16.00 gong sudah dibunyikan tanda festival ini akan segera dimulai. Setelah Long Legs Panda selesai membuka acara, ia langsung duduk di singgasananya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;“Paduka, bagaimana ini nanti untuk penutupan acara?” ujar Nico si Unicorn panik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;“Sudah tenang saja, aku sudah mempunyai solusi untuk masalah tersebut” jawab Long legs Panda dengan tenang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Acara berlangsung meriah, rakyat bersuka cita, kemudian raja mempersilakan makan, setelah itu gong kedua berbunyi menandakan acara akan segera berakhir. Saat itulah rakyat yang sedang asyik makan dan bersenda gurau menjadi hening dan melihat ke langit, “wow betapa cantiknya bulan malam ini” ada juga yang berujar, “seandainya kelinci yang tinggal di langit benar-benar turun dari bulan dan menari untuk kita malam ini” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Saat itulah seekor kelinci turun dari atas panggung menggunakan tali yang sudah disediakan khusus, memakai kostum putri dan melakukan tarian kahyangan. Hampir semua yang hadir menahan nafas dan berdecak kagum, rasanya seperti melihat kelinci turun dari bulan! Ketika tariannya selesai, mereka diam sesaat kemudian bertepuk tangan dengan meriahnya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Nico si Unicorn lalu mendekati Long legs Panda, “itu Purple Bunny? Aku tidak tahu dia bisa menari..” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;LLP: “aku juga.. kemarin dia hanya bilang dia mau tampil tetapi aku tidak tahu dia akan menari.. indah sekali..” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Lalu Purple Bunny pun menghampiri Long legs Panda. “bagaimana? Cukup bagus?” tanyanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;LLP: “cukup bagus? Itu bagus sekali PB! Aku tidak tahu kamu bisa menari.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PB: “anggap saja nenek moyangku memang dari bulan, dan tarian bulan itu memang kuwariskan sejak dulu” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;LLP: “rasanya, banyak hal yang tidak kuketahui tentangmu.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PB: “lalu?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;LLP: “besok aku main ke tempatmu ya, kamu bisa ceritakan tentang nenek moyangmu yang dari bulan itu”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Purple bunny hanya tersenyum dan berjalan meninggalkan istana menuju hutan terlarang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it." - Confucius&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-2057006010528185325?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2057006010528185325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2011/11/long-legs-panda-purple-bunny-festival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/2057006010528185325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/2057006010528185325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2011/11/long-legs-panda-purple-bunny-festival.html' title='Long legs Panda &amp; Purple Bunny - Festival Lunallena'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-2158622257070737662</id><published>2011-10-14T00:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T01:18:26.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ava</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;ava,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;where are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;it's been a while since you went away&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;how I miss talking to you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;ava,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;you know that I went to the hidden forest and talked to Azalea&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;the one that you always fall into?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;now I know why you really fall for it&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;ava,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;you know I barely write a letter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;it's even pretty hard for me to write my name&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;but I try. I try to write a letter in this sand.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;while hoping the sea not erase or hide my message for you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;ava,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;one day, if by any chance you could read this message&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;maybe I already fly fly away and meet my very own prince charming&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;I fly half the world for him&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;because I know there's no use to keep waiting and do nothing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;ava,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;we are somehow make a great friend, we will always do&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;like azalea and everything in the forest, I wanna be great too, just like you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;Sincerely yours,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;-Glea-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc" size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc" size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are things that we don't want to happen but have to accept,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc" size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;em&gt;things we don't want to know but have to learn,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc" size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and people we can't live without but have to let go - anonymous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#33ff33" size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;Cheers,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#33ff33" size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#33ff33" size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;-lune-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-2158622257070737662?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2158622257070737662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/2158622257070737662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/2158622257070737662'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-1334125673907337798</id><published>2011-09-05T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T01:12:44.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;ingin aku mencuri bayangmu,&lt;br /&gt;tapi, apa aku akan tetap sendiri berada dalam gelap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingin aku meminjam rindumu,&lt;br /&gt;tapi, adakah rindu yang tersisa untukku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingin aku mengambil rasamu,&lt;br /&gt;tapi, nanti apa yang ada padamu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau keluhmu pun tak bisa kudapatkan,&lt;br /&gt;apa yang menjadikanmu, aku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;don't depend too much on anyone in this world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;because your own shadow leaves you when you're in the darkness - Ibn Taymiyyah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-lune-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-1334125673907337798?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1334125673907337798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/ingin-aku-mencuri-bayangmu-tapi-apa-aku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/1334125673907337798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/1334125673907337798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/ingin-aku-mencuri-bayangmu-tapi-apa-aku.html' title=''/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-4231592274393848973</id><published>2011-07-26T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T05:58:29.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long legs Panda &amp; Purple Bunny - pergi tamasya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;hari minggu ini cuaca cerah setelah hampir dua minggu cuaca tidak menentu. untuk itulah, Long legs Panda dan Purple Bunny berencana pergi keluar. beberapa hari sebelumnya ketika Long legs Panda mengunjungi Purple Bunny di hutan, ia mengajaknya keluar kalau cuaca cerah. "kalau hari minggu ini cerah, kita jalan-jalan yuk" ujar Long legs Panda kepada Purple Bunny. "yah sebenarnya aku juga bosan sih beberapa minggu di rumah terus dan hanya menonton TV. kamu ada saran kita mau kemana?" tanya Purple Bunny. "hey, bagaimana kalau kita mengunjungi Hummy dan teman-temannya di kebun binatang?" ujar Long legs Panda. ide Long legs Panda itu langsung disambut baik oleh Purple Bunny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;maka hari itu, sambil menunggu dijemput oleh Long legs Panda, Purple Bunny menyiapkan bekal makanan serta tikar dan payung untuk piknik mereka disana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;sesampainya disana mereka bertemu dengan teman semasa kecil Long legs Panda, hummy the bear, disitu mereka berbincang-bincang sejenak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Long legs Panda (LLP): "hai hummy.. lama kita tidak bertemu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Hummy the Bear (HB): "humm.. humm.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;LLP: "kamu terlihat sedih.. kamu tidak apa-apa?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;HB: "humm.." Hummy the bear hanya bisa menggeleng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;LLP: "kamu senang disini? mana teman-temanmu yang lain?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;HB: "humm.. mereka ada di sana sedang bermain petak umpet.. humm.. humm.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;LLP: "loh kok kamu gak ikutan?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;HB: "hummm.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Purple Bunny (PB): "hey aku punya makanan.. sepertinya aku kebanyakan membuatnya nih dan kami tidak mungkin menghabiskannya berdua saja"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;HB: "humm.. sungguh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;PB: "iyaaa.. yuk kita makan bersama"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;mereka lalu menggelar tikar, membuka bekal yang sudah disiapkan oleh Purple Bunny dan saling bertukar cerita disana. ternyata hummy the bear sebelumnya dijauhi oleh teman-temannya karena memakan madu satu toples sendirian dan tidak berbagi. Padahal menurutnya, ia tidak mengetahui kalau toples madu tersebut ada pemiliknya. setelah Long legs Panda dan Purple Bunny menyuruhnya untuk meminta maaf dan membantu menjelaskan kepada teman-temannya, akhirnya Hummy the bear bisa tersenyum lagi dan tidak terlihat murung. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Long legs Panda dan Purple Bunny pun kembali ke rumahnya masing-masing, membawa cerita yang bisa membawa mimpi indah bagi keduanya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;PS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;strong&gt;"best friends are hard to find, but when one comes along, they will make life worthwile" &lt;/strong&gt;- anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;-lune- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;*third story, I hope not too shorty and if it is too cheesy, I promise will be better for the next one* :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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tamasya'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-5332488798639162366</id><published>2011-05-25T18:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T18:32:23.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>keluarga Ilkom UI 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;pertama kali memutuskan untuk melanjutkan berkuliah lagi di program pasca sarjana, saya sudah membayangkan macam apa teman-teman saya. mereka yang sudah bekerja, berkeluarga, atau masih muda tapi sangat serius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;awal mulanya mungkin penilaian itu masih berlaku karena ketika bertemu teman-teman baru saya, masih ada perasaan canggung. belum sampai sebulan, mereka sudah memutuskan untuk karaoke bareng. mungkin awal kedekatan kami karena adanya tugas-tugas kelompok yang memaksa kami untuk mau tidak mau ya lebih mengakrabkan diri dan bertemu lebih sering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;kami masuk akhir Agustus atau awal September kalau tidak salah, tapi di bulan-bulan berikutnya, selain karaoke bareng, yang laki-laki main futsal bareng, kami juga nonton bola bareng di GBK. saat itu ada pertandingan Final AFC. mulai dari pakai kaos seragam, komentar di tengah pertandingan, becanda-becanda, sampai foto-foto setiap saat. oh iya, keistimewaan generasi kami terletak dari kesanggupannya untuk terus berfoto-foto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;kami sempat jeda tidak bertemu 1.5 bulan karena ada libur semester dari kampus, tapi bukannya menjauhkan, kami malah makin akrab. ada yang bawa oleh-oleh dari daerahnya, berupa makanan maupun cerita selama liburan. kami juga bukannya yang hilang kontak, karena kami selalu in touch melalui grup di facebook, mulai dari yang formal Pasilkom UI, yang serius Pasilkom Sphere, sampai yang lucu Galau-Segalaugalaunya. meskipun kini tidak ada bedanya ketiga grup itu karena bahasannya sama haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;selain suka foto-foto, keluarga besar generasi kami sukaaa sekali berkumpul. entah di perpus, di kantin, di kosan siapa, atau di rumah siapa. belum sampai sebulan berkunjung dan menginap di rumah selly di Bogor, sudah bermain ke rumah Dini di Sasak II. main monopoli, truth or dare, balon, jodoh-jodohan, pinter banget deh permainannya sampe ga tau apa dan siapa yang dipermainkan (?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;terakhir, setelah kuliah salah satu kuliah yang cukup membuat kami lebih dekat dengan Tuhan, kami berfoto-foto bersama di taman yang ada di kampus dan sering dijadikan tempat berkumpul, taman FE. seru, meriah, menyenangkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;bisa dipastikan foto kami mungkin mencapai ribuan, engga deh cuma ratusan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;abis itu rasanya galau. kok rasanya udah kangen lagi yah. soalnya kita bakalan libur 3 bulan lebih dan semester 3 kayaknya bakal jarang ketemu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;rasanya lucu, ini kan bukan SMA ataupun S1. tapi kok rasanya lebih indah dari itu dan lebih ga mau pisah yah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;i love you guys. i really do happy and lucky to meet you here in PASILKOM UI 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Though miles may lie between us, we are never far apart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;for friendship doesn't count miles, it's measured by the heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OZTgOkKjl1o/Td2st-NSvZI/AAAAAAAAACY/pIE9AkMgAIk/s200/IMG_1718-edit.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EBPjEH8USYU/Td2st78omlI/AAAAAAAAACg/1TPMR7GZahA/s200/228642_1868781172372_1626383310_1872425_3634841_n.jpg" /&gt;       &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l2eyfthFbMM/Td2suFPldMI/AAAAAAAAACo/fW7w74_Au_s/s200/IMG_8514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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2010'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OZTgOkKjl1o/Td2st-NSvZI/AAAAAAAAACY/pIE9AkMgAIk/s72-c/IMG_1718-edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-724594397371577874</id><published>2011-05-18T20:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T20:51:09.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kalau...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ePluYcGZ7w/TdSR6_n6g8I/AAAAAAAAACA/3LECO_wpbOU/s1600/love_quote_typography_words_design_graphic-45355e042fc1e6c35ac00d0e32e41bed_h.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ePluYcGZ7w/TdSR6_n6g8I/AAAAAAAAACA/3LECO_wpbOU/s200/love_quote_typography_words_design_graphic-45355e042fc1e6c35ac00d0e32e41bed_h.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608267878680396738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;kalau aku bilang aku kangen, kamu bilang kamu lebih kangen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;kalau aku bilang aku sayang, kamu bilang kamu lebih sayang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;kalau aku bilang aku cinta, kamu bilang kamu lebih cinta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;kalau aku bilang aku tidak bisa hidup tanpa kamu, kamu bilang "apalagi aku!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;kalau aku bilang aku cuma gombal, kamu bilang apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;love makes you hold on to things you shouldn't, but who are we to know any better?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  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type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2011/05/kalau.html' title='kalau...'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ePluYcGZ7w/TdSR6_n6g8I/AAAAAAAAACA/3LECO_wpbOU/s72-c/love_quote_typography_words_design_graphic-45355e042fc1e6c35ac00d0e32e41bed_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-1622325056094208545</id><published>2011-05-11T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:22:28.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long legs Panda &amp; Purple Bunny - sayembara</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Sudah sebulan lamanya Long legs Panda dan Purple Bunny menjalin pertemanan. meski demikian, hubungan pertemanan mereka tidak diketahui pihak Istana, kecuali 1 pengawal yang paling ia percayai, yaitu Nico si Unicorn. Nico si Unicorn sendiri sudah berkali-kali melarangnya untuk berteman dengan penghuni hutan misterius karena hal itu dilarang di dalam lingkungan kerajaan Zooland. Akan tetapi hal ini langsung ditampik oleh Long legs Panda, "apakah berteman harus melihat status, latar belakang dan kedudukan?" Nico si Unicorn hanya bisa menjawab "sebaiknya hubungan kalian dirahasiakan dulu, Paduka, demi kebaikan Paduka sendiri" dan begitulah hubungan pertemanan mereka tetap menjadi rahasia, bahkan Purple Bunny tidak mengetahui bahwa Long legs Panda adalah raja di kerajaan Zooland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Sampai suatu hari Long legs Panda sakit keras, ia tidak bisa tidur dan tidak bisa lagi tersenyum. Berbagai macam ahli obat didatangkan dengan ramuan obat diberikan dari berbagai penjuru kerajaan, juga ahli obat dari negeri seberang. akan tetapi Long legs Panda tidak kunjung sembuh dan tidak kunjung tersenyum, pihak kerajaan bingung karena diagnosa yang diberikan berbeda-beda dan semua jenis obat tidak ada yang dapat menyembuhkannya, salah satu ahli obat bahkan berkata kalau penyakitnya bukanlah penyakit fisik melainkan penyakit pikiran. akhirnya sesuai usulan penasihat kerajaan, diadakanlah Sayembara. Sayembara itu berbunyi "siapapun yang bisa membuat Paduka Long Legs Panda sembuh, yang laki-laki akan dijadikan saudara dan yang perempuan akan dijadikan permaisuri"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Tentu saja hal ini merupakan kesempatan emas bagi seluruh penghuni kerajaan Zooland, siapa yang tidak mau mendapatkan fasilitas tinggal di Istana dan dapat dikenal hingga ke seluruh penjuru kerajaan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Ribuan mendaftar, ratusan  datang ke Istana setiap harinya. setelah dua minggu, tidak ada hasil yang signifikan, pihak Istana mulai ketar-ketir. "bagaimana ini, siapa yang nanti akan memimpin kerajaan kita? Long legs Panda merupakan keturunan Panda berkaki panjang terakhir di kerajaan Zooland" begitu kira-kira bisik-bisik di Istana yang beredar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Nico si Unicorn yang mendengarkan percakapan itu lalu pergi ke hutan misterius untuk menemui Purple Bunny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;PB: "kamu temannya Panda kan? kemana dia sudah lama sekali ia tak mengunjungiku"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Nico: "dia sakit keras, sudah hampir sebulan penyakitnya tidak kunjung sembuh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;PB: "sakit apa kalau boleh aku tau?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Nico: "justru itu, tidak ada yang tahu.. ada yang bilang penyakitnya karena pikiran"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Purple Bunny terlihat berpikir dan ia bergegas mengambil suatu tumbuhan. "bunga ini, selalu mengobatiku ketika sakit, mungkin bisa digunakan pada si Panda. bawalah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Nico: "aku rasa, harus kamu sendiri yang mengantarkan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Purple Bunny: "tapi bagaimana kalau yang lain melihat warnaku yang berbeda dan aku dicemooh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Nico: "Jangan kuatir, akan kutemani dan tidak akan kubiarkan kamu disakiti"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Setelah itu mereka bergegas ke Istana dan menemui Long legs Panda. Singkat cerita, Long legs Panda akhirnya sembuh dan bisa tersenyum kembali. Pihak Istana lega dan sesuai janji sayembara yang ada, Purple Bunny akan dijadikan permaisuri. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Namun bagi Purple Bunny, hal ini terlalu cepat sehingga ia meminta waktu sebelum dipinang dan dijadikan permaisuri oleh Long legs Panda. Pihak Istana setuju dan membiarkan hubungan mereka berjalan terlebih dahulu sebelum diresmikan ke jenjang berikutnya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Long legs Panda tersenyum sekali lagi, dan kali ini senyum terima kasihnya khusus kepada pengawalnya yang paling setia, Nico si Unicorn yang mengusulkan semua hal ini. Mulai dari sakit hingga sayembara, sehingga hubungannya dengan Purple Bunny bisa disetujui pihak istana, dan Purple Bunny yang telah ia suka sejak awal mau menerima pinangannya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "   &gt;&lt;i&gt;PS:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;God is so good. He knows where a person will be happy, where they can love and be loved, where heaven on earth is. Now I know why he put me near you. - anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;*dedicated @peach_maniez aka Pijar Suciati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-1622325056094208545?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1622325056094208545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2011/05/long-legs-panda-purple-bunny-sayembara.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/1622325056094208545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/1622325056094208545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2011/05/long-legs-panda-purple-bunny-sayembara.html' title='Long legs Panda &amp; Purple Bunny - sayembara'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-5012503233916553528</id><published>2011-05-02T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T08:43:37.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long legs Panda &amp; Purple Bunny - sebuah perkenalan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOt913OI-Bs/TcQWUdjuVhI/AAAAAAAAABw/0L2gemjN4Aw/s1600/LLP%2B2%2Bframed.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOt913OI-Bs/TcQWUdjuVhI/AAAAAAAAABw/0L2gemjN4Aw/s200/LLP%2B2%2Bframed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603628377143399954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Di suatu masa, ada sebuah kerajaan yang dipimpin oleh seorang raja bernama Long legs Panda. Long legs Panda suka berjalan-jalan mengunjungi rakyatnya setiap hari. Pada suatu hari, Long legs Panda merasa jenuh dan ingin pergi ke tempat yang lain dari biasanya, maka ia mengajak para pengawalnya untuk masuk ke dalam hutan. Hutan tersebut terletak tidak jauh dari kerajaan Zooland, akan tetapi jarang yang memasuki hutan tersebut kalau tidak terpaksa. Di dalam hutan tersebut terdapat legenda dari mulai makhluk buas hingga tukang tenung (nenek sihir), sehingga hampir tidak ada yang berani untuk memasuki lebih dalam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sesampainya di pinggir hutan, para pengawal berusaha untuk menasehati Long legs Panda agar mengurungkan niatnya memasuki hutan tersebut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; "Paduka Yang Mulia, hutan ini terkenal angker, sebaiknya kita kembali saja ke istana, sepertinya langit mulai beranjak gelap dan matahari mulai pulang ke tempatnya"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Long legs Panda tidak mengindahkan perkataan para pengawalnya karena melihat suatu tanaman yang menarik pandangannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; "Hey pengawal, tanaman apa itu? unik sekali bentuknya"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"ampun Paduka, kami tidak mengetahuinya karena kami tidak berani untuk melangkahkan kaki ke sana"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Hmm.. unik sekali bentuknya, aku baru pertama kali melihat bunga ungu seperti ini.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;tiba-tiba rintik hujan mulai turun dan para pengawal memanfaatkan keadaan ini untuk meminta Long legs Panda kembali ke istananya. Long legs Panda menuruti saran pengawalnya dan pulang ke istananya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Akan tetapi rasa penasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;rannya membuatnya kembali lagi keesokan harinya. kali ini ia hanya berangkat sendiri. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;sesampainya di hutan misterius, ia mencari-cari bunga ungu tersebut, "hmm rasanya kemarin bunga itu ada disini.." pikir Long legs Panda dalam hati. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;setelah berbalik badan, ternyata bunga tersebut berada di belakangnya. "ah ini dia.. mungkin aku lupa letaknya kemarin karena sudah menjelang malam juga"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Long legs Panda berusaha menyentuh bunga ungu tersebut, namun bunga itu seperti bergerak. Penasaran, ia semakin mendekatinya dan bunga tersebut semakin menjauhinya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"waw bunga ini bisa bergerak" pikirnya makin kagum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ia berjalan dengan perlahan.. dan ketika hampir menggapai bunga tersebut, bunga tersebut berteriak "aaw.. sakit!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Long legs Panda terkejut bukan main. Ternyata yang ia genggam bukanlah h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;elai bunga melainkan telinga seekor kelinci, kelinci berwarna ungu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Ah maaf.. aku pikir kamu tumbuhan.." ujar Long legs Panda sopan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"aku Purple Bunny.. aku memang suka menyamar sebagai tumbuhan, supaya tidak ada yang ganggu" sahut Purple Bunny sambil mengusap telinganya yang sakit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"hai Purple Bunny, aku Long legs Panda.. maaf ya kalau aku sudah mengganggumu, tapi boleh aku berteman denganmu?" sapanya sopan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Purple Bunny kemudian membalas, "tentu saja boleh. hutan ini sepi dan seorang teman tidak membawa kerugian apapun"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Long legs Panda dan Purple Bunny menghabiskan hari itu dengan bercerita mengenai banyak hal. Ketika matahari menunjukkan tanda-tanda akan terbenam, Long legs Panda berpamitan pulang, tapi Ia berjanji akan kembali keesokan harinya untuk kembali mengunjungi Purple Bunny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Long legs Panda kembali meninggalkan hutan, namun kali ini dengan senyum lebar di wajahnya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;PS: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Others stay awhile, make footprints on our hearts and we are never, ever the same - anonymous&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n19SQEsf3Kk/TcQW4y51JpI/AAAAAAAAAB4/vZDYEyZe_X0/s200/LLP%2B3%2Bframed_1.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 187px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603629001348556434" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ilustrasi oleh Pijar Suciati (@peach_maniez)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-5012503233916553528?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5012503233916553528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2011/05/long-legs-panda-purple-bunny-sebuah.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/5012503233916553528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/5012503233916553528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2011/05/long-legs-panda-purple-bunny-sebuah.html' title='Long legs Panda &amp; Purple Bunny - sebuah perkenalan'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOt913OI-Bs/TcQWUdjuVhI/AAAAAAAAABw/0L2gemjN4Aw/s72-c/LLP%2B2%2Bframed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-8962516954541821857</id><published>2011-04-10T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T07:10:53.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;lucu kalau melihat dongeng yang sudah kita baca sejak kecil menceritakan mengenai kisah "Pangeran dan Putri". dongeng akan dimulai dengan Putri yang malang dan akhirnya diselamatkan oleh Pangeran tampan, kuat, gagah berani, dan baik hati. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;sebut saja mulai dari Cinderella, Snow White, Ariel ataupun Putri Aurora. Padahal kalau kita melihat lebih dalam, para putri yang seolah-olah lemah-tak berdaya-menunggu-diselamatkan-pangeran-ini jauh lebih kuat daripada para pangeran itu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Cinderella ditinggalkan oleh ayahnya hingga akhirnya disiksa oleh Ibu tiri dan kedua saudara tirinya. kemudian Snow White yang dijahati Ibu tirinya serta harus bergaul dengan kurcaci yang bahkan tak dikenalnya. Bella (dalam Beauty and The Beast) yang harus tinggal dengan Makhluk Seram serupa monster serta perabotan yang bisa berbicara. Serta Ariel sang putri duyung yang harus meninggalkan lautan, menuju daratan yang bisa saja membunuhnya kapan saja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;bagi saya ini menarik, karena tanpa sadar wanita diajari sejak kecil untuk mempertahankan keinginannya, memperjuangkan apa yang dianggapnya benar, dan yah harus selalu bersabar karena kebahagiaan akan menanti di akhirnya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;sejak kecil wanita sudah diajarkan bahwa dunia sekeliling ini kejam, meskipun mereka berjuang seringkali selalu menjadi tokoh yang dipinggirkan dalam hidup sehari-hari. meskipun mereka mengangkat pedang, kecil sekali yang akan mempercayainya dapat memenangkan perang (seperti dalam Jeanne d'Arc atau Joan of Arc). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;well after all, it's just a thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-8962516954541821857?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8962516954541821857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/8962516954541821857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/8962516954541821857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-thought.html' title='Just a thought'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-355342173452596394</id><published>2011-04-10T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T06:58:32.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serendipity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="margin-top: 0.25em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 18px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-header"&gt;&lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-3568306923021715819" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;hujan mulai turun ketika waktu sudah menunjukkan waktu pulang kantor. "ah sial, kenapa pakai hujan sih." aku lalu bergegas membereskan tumpukan file dan mematikan laptop. "bang, anterin gw ke citos ya" seruku pada tukang ojek langganan di kantor. "masih ujan neng, ntar aja tunggu redaan. ngapain dah lu tumben-tumbenan ke citos?" jawab bang deni dengan logat betawinya yang kental. "ah mo tau aja lo bang, namanya anak muda, gaul dong" jawabku asal. "gaul? gaya amat lo na.." sahut bapak-bapak di depan mejaku. pak anwar, yang kerap mengejekku setiap ada kesempatan. aku cuma bisa meringis sambil melihat waktu yang terus berlalu. "bang, berangkat sekarang aja deh, udah redaan kayaknya, nanti keburu maghrib" ujarku mulai tidak sabaran. "yah, maghrib di sini aja kali neng, siapa tau ntar udah berenti" lalu kujawab lagi "ah ini mah awet bang ujannya". melihat kegigihanku untuk berangkay menerobos hujan akhirnya bang deni luluh juga, "iya deh neng, tapi pake jas ujan ya, lu kan baru sembuh dari tipes, nanti lu ga masuk lagi seminggu" "siap bos" jawabku setengah bercanda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;malam itu kutemui dia, teman lama yang entah sudah berapa belas tahun sudah tak pernah kujumpai. &lt;/span&gt;namanya Ara. setelah berjabat tangan, kami saling bercerita mengenai keluarga kami dan lucunya pembicaraan malam itu layaknya sahabat yang saling bertukar cerita. malam semakin larut dan dia mengantarkanku pulang, "tidak baik anak gadis pulang malam-malam sendiri" ujarnya. padahal kalau teman sekantorku, mana ada yang mau antar anak gadis ini pulang malam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;beberapa hari sampai beberapa minggu setelahnya kami semakin akrab. seperti tidak ada yang bisa memisahkan kami. aku menceritakan rincian kegiatanku setiap harinya, begitupun sebaliknya. rasanya ada yang kurang kalau belum saling bertukar cerita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ternyata, banyak kesamaan di antara kami yang kami temukan. misalnya nama lengkapnya "Matahari" dan aku "Bulan" meski ia dipanggil "Ara" dan aku dipanggil "Lana". garis tangan kami yang sangat serupa, seperti menemukan kembaran dan banyak hal lainnya yang kami percaya, ini bukan kebetulan, ini jodoh. ya atau setidaknya saat itu, itulah pikiran bodoh kami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ara bilang kalau hari ini dia mau menjemputku dari kantor, dia bilang "ini hari spesial Lana" jadi aku sudah menunggu dengan gelisah daritadi. hujan deras, sama seperti waktu itu, pikirku. lewat 15 menit dari waktu yang dijanjikan, sempat membuatku ingin menghubunginya, tapi kuurungkan niatku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;lewat setengah jam, sejam, dua jam, akhirnya kuhubungi telepon genggamnya. tidak ada jawaban. bahkan tidak ada nada sambung. kukirim sms, bbm, tidak ada yang terkirim. aku mulai panik tapi tak ada lagi yang dapat kuhubungi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;“Lana, bangun sayang..” kudengar suara mama lembut memanggil. “Loh, ini dimana ma? Ara mana ma?” tanyaku. “Ara siapa sayang? Cuma ada mama, Om Ditto dan suster di sini.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Suster ma? Kita dimana?" aku masih bingung. seingatku terakhir aku masih di kantor menunggu Ara. “Ara, jodoh aku ma. Yang aku ketemu dua minggu lalu, yang abis itu bilang suka sama aku dan kita cocok banget. Dia bilang dia mau nikahin aku ma.” Ucapku masih sedikit lemas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mama menatapku sedih “Lana, kamu sudah hampir sebulan ini koma.. dokter-dokter di sini bilang harapan hidup kamu tipis. Tapi lihat, Allah sayang sama kamu, Allah sayang sama mama, kamu sadar.. kamu dikasih kesempatan untuk hidup sayang” ujar mama terisak-isak sambil memelukku erat. Untuk sementara aku berusaha jadi gadis kecil mama lagi, kupeluk balik mama erat sambil kucium pipinya. “iya mama.. Allah baik sama Lana”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;“Mama.. mama percaya kebetulan?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;“Mama percaya Allah sayang.. dan mama percaya adanya Qada dan Qadar. Mama percaya apa yang sudah digariskan oleh Allah. Bahwa semua berasal dari Allah SWT”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lana terdiam.. lama.. semua ini terasa seperti mimpi. Hanya saja ia bingung mana yang mimpi, mana yang nyata. Mimpi yang ia inginkan jadi kenyataan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;“kamu masih baru pulih sayang.. Istirahat lagi ya.. Mama sayang kamu”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;“Iya mama.. Lana juga sayang mama..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sebelum memejamkan mata untuk beristirahat, aku bertanya lagi, “jadi mama tidak percaya kebetulan?” melihatku, mama hanya tersenyum. “Allah knows best dear”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku tertidur dan kali ini mimpiku indah sekali.. entah ini mimpi atau nyata, tapi ini terasa nyata. Aku berada di taman yang sangat luas.. sungai mengalir di pinggirannya, airnya berkilauan. Lalu aku melihat Ara di seberang sedang mencelupkan tangannya ke dalam air sungai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;“Ara!” teriakku senang. Ara hanya tersenyum manis melihatku. “Ara..!! tunggu..!” aku menghampirinya dan ara mengulurkan tangannya yang besar untuk menggenggamku sambil bertanya “Where have you been Lana? I’ve been waiting for you” “Sorry I’m late, I’m running as fast as I can Ara” jawabku sambil tersenyum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;“Mama.. jodoh memang sudah digariskan Allah SWT. Buktinya aku bisa ketemu Ara disini. Makasih ya ma.. makasih ya Allah..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;“Lanaaaa….” Kudengar sayup-sayup suara teriakan mama tapi kupikir itu hanya perasaanku saja. “Bu, yang sabar ya bu” satu suster memegangi mama dan suster lainnya memanggil dokter untuk memastikan keadaanku. “Maaf bu” dokter itu tidak bisa berkata-kata lagi melihat mama yang sudah hampir pingsan. Semua mengelilingi tubuhku, saudara-saudara yang tidak pernah kulihat juga datang. “Lana cantik ya bu, seperti tersenyum sambil tidur” mama hanya bisa tersenyum lemah. “Persis seperti Ara ya” bisik suster yang sudah agak tua di belakang. “Ara siapa?” Tanya mama. “Ara itu pasien special bu, ia sangat ceria dan selalu menghibur pasien lain. Ia menderita leukemia dan hanya bisa bertahan 3 minggu. Sekitar 2 bulan lalu ia meninggal sebelum Lana masuk ke rumah sakit ini. Ara tampan sekali ketika meninggalkan kami. Seperti berujar ia telah bahagia di sana” mama tersenyum semakin kuat. “Iya sayang, mama percaya Allah lebih mengetahui jawaban yang kamu tanyakan” bisiknya dalam hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Good things come to those who wait. Some of us just have to wait a little longer than others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;There’s no such thing as coincidence cause everything happened for a reason. Still believe in coincidence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-355342173452596394?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/355342173452596394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2011/04/serendipity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/355342173452596394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/355342173452596394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2011/04/serendipity.html' title='Serendipity'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-2145946571478913146</id><published>2011-02-23T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T06:52:22.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alice in the Neverland</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"So Lord, tell me your plan about bringing me here in the middle of nowhere, some place, what you call it?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Neverland. remember that Alice, this place called Neverland"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Ah right.. so Neverland. tell me about the people" she looks excited. but her smile disappear the moment He smiling. "Oh no.. not that kind of face. don't say that I have to figure out myself and you will put me here like when you put me before in that so-called-earth-place."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"you're right Alice. I could just tell you all about my plan. but it's not that interesting anymore right if I tell you everything? why don't you just find out yourself and experience an adventure of life. this is the right place" and now He's winking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cont'd....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;If I tell you my secret what would I have left for myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-2145946571478913146?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2145946571478913146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2011/02/alice-in-neverland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/2145946571478913146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/2145946571478913146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2011/02/alice-in-neverland.html' title='Alice in the Neverland'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-283915256986082960</id><published>2011-01-13T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T18:05:55.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huesca ("To Margot Heinemann")</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/TS-vA2i4blI/AAAAAAAAABk/ozBu8PHytZM/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/TS-vA2i4blI/AAAAAAAAABk/ozBu8PHytZM/s200/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561856494002531922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;this is the second time I put a poem from another person, and trust me this one is really good :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heart of the heartless world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear heart, the thought of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is the pain at my side,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The shadow that chills my view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The wind rises in the evening,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reminds that autumn is near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am afraid to lose you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am afraid of my fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the last mile to Huesca,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The last fence for our pride,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Think so kindly, dear, that I Sense you at my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And if bad luck should lay my strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Into the shallow grave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Remember all the good you can;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't forget my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/riri/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Puisi yang ditulis oleh John Cornford untuk kekasihnya sebelum ia berangkat perang yang kemudian menewaskannya. Ia meninggal di usianya yang ke-21 :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lune-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-283915256986082960?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/283915256986082960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/huesca-to-margot-heinemann.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/283915256986082960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/283915256986082960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/huesca-to-margot-heinemann.html' title='Huesca (&quot;To Margot Heinemann&quot;)'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/TS-vA2i4blI/AAAAAAAAABk/ozBu8PHytZM/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-5069247421890026768</id><published>2011-01-03T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T03:14:18.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>untuk laki-laki yang membawa kabur hatiku</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;kamu tinggalkan dada ini terbelah.. tanpa hati.&lt;br /&gt;satu-satunya hati, yang bahkan bentuknya tidak pantas lagi disebut hati,&lt;br /&gt;tetap saja kau bawa pergi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hubungan kita itu seperti ilusi. kita tidak pernah bertatap muka. tapi aku percaya kamu ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi hatiku nyata.&lt;br /&gt;tapi cintaku nyata.&lt;br /&gt;tapi kasihku nyata.&lt;br /&gt;tapi -sayangnya- sayangku nyata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pesanku satu, kalau sudah puas, tolong kembalikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;If you asked me "how many times have I crossed your mind?" I'll say "never, cause you never left"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-5069247421890026768?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5069247421890026768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/untuk-laki-laki-yang-membawa-kabur.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/5069247421890026768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/5069247421890026768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/untuk-laki-laki-yang-membawa-kabur.html' title='untuk laki-laki yang membawa kabur hatiku'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-8452096421496715805</id><published>2010-12-23T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T17:59:48.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the unfortunates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Aku beranjak dari kursiku untuk menutup pintu ketika kurasa cuaca mulai menunjukkan tanda-tanda akan turun hujan. Angin  barat telah bertiup. Awan berkumpul dan menghitam, gelombang laut  meninggi dan saling bergulung. Tidak lama kemudian hujan turun dengan derasnya.. Cuaca akhir-akhir ini memang sedang tidak stabil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;                              &lt;span class="actions"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Aku melihat pada kejauhan, di tengah laut sebuah  kapal kayu terombang-ambing oleh angin dan gelombang, kapal kayu penuh penumpang yang mulai pucat pasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="actions"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Hatiku pedih melihatnya.. Di  saat-saat seperti ini mereka berlomba-lomba mengucap dan memuji kebesaran  Allah SWT. Baru terasa tiada guna harta yang mereka kejar-kejar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt; baru terasa tiada guna anak dan keluarga yang mereka bangga-banggakan. Mereka harus mempersiapkan diri bertemu Tuhan mereka.. tanpa harta, tanpa sanak saudara yang bisa membantu mereka. hanya sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Namun  apakah yang dapat menyelamatkan mereka dari murka Tuhannya, pikir  mereka.. Ilmu agama mereka tak punya, shalat bolong-bolong, puasa kadang iya kadang tidak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Zakat dan sedekah  jarang, itupun agar dipandang manusia.. Lisan yang tak pernah dijaga,  mengatasnamakan demokrasi.. Demokrasi kini tiada guna..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;                              &lt;span class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a id="status_star_17757057260199936" class="fav-action fav" title="un-favorite this tweet"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Saat  itu, yakinlah mereka bahwa nerakalah tempat mereka, dan kekal mereka di  dalamnya.. Air mata tiba-tiba mengalir.. Penyesalan datang belakangan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Hidup penuh dengan iri, dengki, keinginan-keinginan duniawi yang selama ini menguasai mereka.. Tiada akhlak baik yang mereka lakukan, yang bisa mereka persembahkan di hadapan Tuhannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;                              &lt;span class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;      &lt;a id="status_star_17758106020749312" class="fav-action fav" title="un-favorite this tweet"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Persis seperti firaun tatkala  air laut merah hendak menutup kembali, ia bertobat.. Namun pintu tobat  telah ditutup diujung kematian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;                              &lt;span class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;      &lt;a id="status_star_17759071641796608" class="fav-action fav" title="un-favorite this tweet"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;"Nikmat Tuhanmu yang manakah yang engkau dustakan?" Sekilas muncul di dalam benak mereka ayat dalam surat Ar-rahman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Kemudian gelombang membalikkan kapal kayu yang mereka tumpangi.. Seluruh penumpangnya masuk ke dalam laut dengan ombak yang ganas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;                             &lt;span class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;    Salah satu penumpang mencoba  berenang, namun tiap kali ia mencoba muncul dari laut, gelombang  membenamkannya kembali ke dalam laut..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a id="status_star_17761224515133440" class="fav-action fav" title="un-favorite this tweet"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Paru2 yang biasa terisi dengan  oksigen, kini terisi dgn air.. Mereka berpikir, betapa nikmatnya tiap  napas yang kita hirup tiap hari..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Kenapa setiap napas yang kita hirup dulu tak pernah kita syukuri, dalam benak  mereka.. Malaikat pencabut nyawa datang.. Mencabut nyawa mereka satu persatu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mendadak angin bertiup pelan, hujan berhenti, gelombang laut mendangkal, matahari bersinar dibalik awan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Yang  tersisa kini hanya bangkai kapal kayu yang mereka tumpangi, jasad tanpa  nyawa, dan penyesalan para penumpang yang telah tewas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;                              &lt;span class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" id="status_star_17763119149350912" class="fav-action fav" title="un-favorite this tweet"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Kututup pintu dan kuambil wudhu.. Innalillahi wa innaillahi  rojiun.. Semua ciptaanNya akan berpulang kepadaNya.. Bertobat sebelum  terlambat.. Peace be upon you.. Cheers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*sumbangan cerita dari @adityadepari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;“Sesungguhnya  Allah benar-benar mempunyai karunia yang dilimpahkan atas umat manusia,  akan tetapi kebanyakan mereka tidak mensyukurinya.” (QS. Yunus: 60).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-8452096421496715805?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-6933796343453499730</id><published>2010-12-21T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T20:26:18.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aku sakit, hati.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;"aku cinta hujan" | hujan menamparnya seraya berkata "jangan sembarangan mencintaiku, aku hanya cinta awan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aku cinta kamu" | "kamu itu siapa? pacarmu? aku pacarmu bukan? namaku bukan kamu!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kalau kamu itu benar ada, boleh aku mencintainya?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hati, aku letih&lt;br /&gt;hati, aku perih&lt;br /&gt;hati, mau sampai kapan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;aku sakit, hati. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-6933796343453499730?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6933796343453499730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/12/aku-sakit-hati.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/6933796343453499730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/6933796343453499730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/12/aku-sakit-hati.html' title='aku sakit, hati.'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-5951543503309865919</id><published>2010-12-21T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T03:04:08.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>letter for the unknown</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hey.. here I am, writing a letter. a letter for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;don't really know what I want to write. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;too many things but few words could describe how I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you know, you really know how to make me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and at the same time makes me sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I laugh, I smile, then cry and die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;like two sides of a coin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;could not cry yet so dying to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and sometimes words are better left unspoken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I hope you understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-5951543503309865919?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5951543503309865919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/12/letter-for-unknown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/5951543503309865919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/5951543503309865919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/12/letter-for-unknown.html' title='letter for the unknown'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-984967844529711491</id><published>2010-11-09T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T23:57:58.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont even know what title shud I type here</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;rasanya ingin kubuang saja hatiku jauh-jauh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;tanpa hati, mungkin rasanya lebih nikmat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;rasanya ingin kuinstall ulang pikiranku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;dan tentu saja kuisi program baru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;rasanya ingin kubuang ke recycle bin semua ingatanku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ketika muncul tulisan "are u sure want to delete these items?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'll say "completely. for good"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;do you know what hurts me the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;when I couldn't cry at all but my heart dying and bleeding..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's not a nitemare.. no it's not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's just God way to make me a better person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;cause when I could handle the worst,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I surely on my way to become the best :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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here'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-7162686054011438032</id><published>2010-09-17T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T17:59:53.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life o life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;recently, life feels really like roller coaster for me.&lt;br /&gt;the ups and downs are just that extreme.&lt;br /&gt;luckily, in my ups I keep knocking my head saying "it's not like you'll be here for good"&lt;br /&gt;and in my downs, deep deep down with all that blue feelings, I'm telling my  heart "hey, don't be that sad, we'll reach that place, our goal, together. so, for now please be strong"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, they are such good partner together.&lt;br /&gt;but again, without pray and without God, maybe the mind could go insane and the heart could ripped into pieces. even they already their half way there :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that strong, no I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I never pretend I am weak.&lt;br /&gt;I just think smile is all I have.&lt;br /&gt;Cause everybody carry a burden on their shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;And everyone has problem.&lt;br /&gt;Smile is the best gift you could ever give to another person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, there are moments I could not handle it.&lt;br /&gt;but I really try my best to not ruin everything, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;however, I'm just human.&lt;br /&gt;though I'm trying to be good, there'll be part in every of us, no matter how small it is, the bad things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad things not always bad. I mean, every God creation have its own reason.&lt;br /&gt;God create bad things in life or in us, just to balance our life.&lt;br /&gt;or to make us realize, that we are just human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Do live the life. Do the best in life. Spread happiness (even smile will be enough). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Fight for something that you believe. Stand for your rights without harm other' rights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;then Pray to God. God is the one that you could lean on in this world of uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lune-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-7162686054011438032?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7162686054011438032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/09/life-o-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/7162686054011438032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/7162686054011438032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/09/life-o-life.html' title='life o life'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-8309054295682074538</id><published>2010-08-26T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T02:08:07.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Je serai là</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oublie tes erreurs et tes peurs&lt;br /&gt;Je les efface&lt;br /&gt;A chaque faux pas que tu feras&lt;br /&gt;Je tomberai à ta place&lt;br /&gt;Mon seul plaisir sera de t'offrir une vie idéale&lt;br /&gt;Sans peine et sans mal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai découvert qui je suis&lt;br /&gt;Tout a changé le jour où je t'ai donné la vie&lt;br /&gt;Et si jamais le monde t'es trop cruel&lt;br /&gt;Je serai là toujours pour toi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tous tes amours soient sûrs&lt;br /&gt;Tes amis sincères&lt;br /&gt;Pour toi un domaine&lt;br /&gt;Où la haine est la seule étrangère&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je ferai un monde où tout ira bien&lt;br /&gt;Tu seras jamais seul tu manqueras de rien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je voudrais pouvoir tout savoir&lt;br /&gt;Pour te donner une vision plus claire&lt;br /&gt;De ce mystère que l'on appelle la vie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon seul désir sera de t'offrir une vie idéale&lt;br /&gt;Sans peine et sans mal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Notes:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;when I first listened to this song was some day in 2002 during the lab lesson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh I'm so in love with this song. back then I didn't even know the meaning of it, I just love the melody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;when I finally know the meaning, I love this song even more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;maybe, it's too big if I hope someone will do what the person will do in the song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's just a song after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-8309054295682074538?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8309054295682074538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/08/je-serai-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/8309054295682074538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/8309054295682074538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/08/je-serai-la.html' title='Je serai là'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-3228165920880635394</id><published>2010-08-23T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T00:48:48.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alice dan Tu(h)annya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh Lord, so this is how it feels, the world full of anger and selfishness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bring me back to where I belong. "No Alice, you should stay" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I can't stay any longer here. Please please take me back to my wonderland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I promise I'll be the sweetest girl you ever know. "Sorry Alice, the answer is still no" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why Lord why should I stay here? "To learn. learn that life is not just about flowers and butterflies. or the sun and the moon. it's much more than that" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This world doesn't even smell good. I wonder why these people want to stay in this kind of place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"well, you may call it destiny, or they just lucky" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lucky? Lucky to live in this world? I better die. "No, you're wrong. you're not even look at any other human. there are some goodness left, deep down."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"take a little bit closer. look at that poor boy over there?" yes, he smells stink "that's not my point. look at his face" wow, he smiles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;How could that poor boy who smell stink, and I bet he doesn't even have enough money, still could smile after all? "that he never regret to live his life? or he just respect it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lord, I still don't get it. I mean how come? "that's why you should stay. stay and figure out why this bloody-feels-like-hell-place could make that poor boy smile. and I'm sure you'll find some other more" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, if I finally know and act like one of them, either bad or good, is that make me like angel or demon? "No Alice, that makes you human"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok, I stay. but how if I screw things and perhaps need your help? what should I do? "Pray. That's what human usually do"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God's way may not be the easiest way, yet it's surely the best way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-3228165920880635394?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3228165920880635394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-lord-so-this-is-how-it-feels-world.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/3228165920880635394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/3228165920880635394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-lord-so-this-is-how-it-feels-world.html' title='Alice dan Tu(h)annya'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-7913224154801232569</id><published>2010-08-10T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T01:38:31.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nyanyian sepi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hati bersenandung di kala malam. diam-diam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;nyanyian sepi untuk menghibur diri. sendiri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;menahan diri agar pikiran dan mata tidak ikut terbangun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;susah untuk membuat mereka tetap tertidur ketika hati terjaga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;kadang, airmata suka mengiringi senandung malamnya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hati : "sudah kubilang jangan ikut-ikutan. sana tidur. kamu lebih berguna di kala anggota tubuh lain sadar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Airmata : "kamu sendiri tidak tidur-tidur. nanti ketika dibutuhkan, kamu malah tidak sadar gimana? lebih gawat kan?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hati : "sigh.. baiklah.. tapi ingat, alunanmu harus selaras dengan senandungku"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Airmata : "selama ini juga begitu, aku baru bisa keluar ketika aku merasa harus keluar. senandungmu terlalu menyayat, nanti pikiran bisa bangun, dan kamu bisa dimarahi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hati : "haha iya sih, aku juga baru ingat soal itu. Tapi jangan kuatir, kita ini kan satu kesatuan, aku dan dia cukup saling toleransi saja. aku bersenandung di kala malam, supaya pikirannya tetap tenang di kala siang."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hati melanjutkan nyanyiannya ditemani setetes airmata yang ikut terjaga,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sampai saat matahari tiba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;PS :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy 5 months dear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'll be here for a while. wait for you to come back :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-7913224154801232569?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7913224154801232569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/08/nyanyian-sepi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/7913224154801232569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/7913224154801232569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/08/nyanyian-sepi.html' title='nyanyian sepi'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-3678533086786269082</id><published>2010-08-02T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T21:37:25.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heyho August!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think it's not really good to always put some broken-hearted-cheesy-so-called-love-story in my blog. I mean, people could judge that the person who wrote the writing or own the blog must be never experience a happy life. perhaps :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;As usual, at this moment I have a writer's block &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but I want to write write and just write. ups correction. type type and just type. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;with some ideas in it. doesn't have to be brilliant ideas, any idea is possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so, let see what's on August? Ramadhan is coming, yeayy Marhaban ya Ramadhan... and our country will celebrate its 65th Independence Day on August 17, 2010. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;what you guys will do on that date? me hmm I think I will watch and report the activities for the Independence Day' event :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;okay, I think that's all. enjoy fasting~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-3678533086786269082?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3678533086786269082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/08/heyho-august.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/3678533086786269082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/3678533086786269082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/08/heyho-august.html' title='heyho August!'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-8253744350371217475</id><published>2010-07-09T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T02:20:57.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glea, azalea, dan hujan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sore itu Glea sedang terbang di sekitar bunga Azalea yang dulu sempat menjadi saingannya. memang, sejak sayapnya patah, ia tidak pernah lagi main ke dalam hutan tersebut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;jangankan ke hutan, sekedar ke kebun untuk menghisap madupun tidak diperbolehkan oleh Ibu. Glea hanya boleh belajar, pergi ke sekolah, lalu pulang. kalau ia pulang terlambat sedikit, Ibu bisa marah. Glea paham benar maksud ibu. Ibu hanya tidak mau melihatku terluka lagi, pikirnya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tapi hari ini, tepat 6 bulan berlalu setelah perkenalannya dengan Ava, ia memutuskan harus pergi ke tempat bunga Azalea itu berada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"hey azalea, apa rasanya menjadi yang paling cantik?" tanya Glea. seperti mau menjawab, bunga tersebut merekahkan kuncupnya. "apakah kamu selalu bahagia? dan apakah kamu pernah merasa sepi?" tanyanya lagi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"kupu-kupu kecil.. bagaimana kabar sayapmu?" tanya Azalea tersebut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tidak bisa menyembunyikan rasa terkejutnya, ia bertanya "wow.. kamu bisa berbicara wahai bunga?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Azalea: "tentu. kita ini kan makhluk hidup ciptaan Tuhan. kamu tidak pernah bertanya mengapa kamu bisa berbicara?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Glea menggelengkan kepalanya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Azalea: "baiklah, simpan itu untuk nanti. jadi bagaimana kabar sayapmu kupu-kupu kecil?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Glea: "sudah jauh lebih baik. bagaimana kamu tahu kalau sayapku sebelumnya tidak baik-baik saja?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Azalea: "aku memperhatikanmu 6 bulan yang lalu. kamu terjatuh, sayapmu tersangkut, kulihat tidak hanya sayapmu yang rusak, tapi juga hatimu ikut terluka."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Glea tampak takjub: "wow..kamu memang hebat. tapi sekarang semuanya sudah baik-baik saja. seperti yang kamu lihat, sayapku sudah sehat dan aku sudah tidak terluka"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Azalea: "kamu yakin?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Glea: "maksudmu? iya aku yakin aku sudah sehat, dokter juga bilang begitu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Azalea: "maksudku, kamu yakin luka hati kamu sudah sembuh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Glea: "aku rasa sudah. kenapa? apa urusannya dengan kamu?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Azalea: "tidak ada urusannya denganku sih. toh kamu sendiri yang datang kesini setelah peristiwa patahnya sayapmu waktu itu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Glea hanya tertegun. omongan Azalea ini ada benarnya juga. untuk apa ya dia datang ke sini setelah sekian lama. setelah 6 bulan pertemuannya dengan Ava. ah diulangi lagipun kata Ava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ava. Ava. Ava. kenapa tidak hilangnya nama itu dari benak Glea. nama yang setiap malam hadir di mimpi Glea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;akhirnya ia berbalik lagi dan bertanya kepada Azalea yang sepertinya maha tahu itu "Jadi bunga Azalea yang cantik, apakah kamu punya saran untukku?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Azalea tersenyum dan berkata: "kupu-kupu mungil yang beranjak dewasa dan mempunyai keingintahuan yang besar. pertama, aku bukanlah makhluk yang paling cantik, masih banyak yang lebih cantik. carilah di dunia yang besar ini makhluk-makhluk lain yang jauh lebih menawan daripada kita, dan kau akan kagum dengan ciptaan Tuhan." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"kedua, ketika siang dan aku merasa sepi, aku melihat awan, matahari, burung-burung yang sibuk bekerja, aku tidak lagi merasa sepi. ketika malam dan aku merasa sepi, aku melihat bulan, bintang dan burung hantu, dan aku merasa damai"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"ketiga, aku mungkin terlihat bijak karena aku lebih tua darimu, tapi aku tidak punya saran apapun untuk masalahmu. temukan sendiri jawabannya dalam dirimu, dengan demikian kamu akan belajar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"terakhir, bersahabatlah dengan hujan, ia lebih setia daripada matahari kepada siang dan bulan kepada malam" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Glea tersenyum kepada bunga Azalea itu dan mengepakkan sayapnya untuk terbang tinggi meninggalkan hutan tersebut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knowledge of the self, is the mother of all knowledge -- Kahlil Gibran&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-8253744350371217475?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8253744350371217475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/07/glea-azalea-dan-hujan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/8253744350371217475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/8253744350371217475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/07/glea-azalea-dan-hujan.html' title='Glea, azalea, dan hujan'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-2196291879083168919</id><published>2010-07-07T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T05:15:44.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aku. bosan. setengah. mati.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Bosan aku meratap. Melihat nasib yang tak kunjung mantap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Bosan aku pada awan. Yang berwarna kelabu seperti penuh debu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Bosan aku pada blackberry. Tidak seasam strawberry maupun semanis cranberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Bosan aku pada tidur. Tak datangpun pangeran yang membangunkanku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Bosan aku pada hujan. Bahkan tak ada tarian yang memanggilnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Bosan aku pada abu-abu. Hitam ya hitam, putih ya putih.&lt;br /&gt;Bosan aku dengan kalimat majemuk. tapi, karena, sebab, akibat. SPOK saja sudah cukup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;"Bosan aku dengan Piala Dunia. Kapan Piala Galaksi dimulai ya?" Ujarku sambil memasang pemancar gelombang penangkap saluran luar angkasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bosan aku dengan sempurna. Orang-orang munafik. // "sempurna kepalamu, sadar toh ndu' kesempurnaan hanya milik Tuhan" ujar ibu mengingatkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-2196291879083168919?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2196291879083168919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/07/aku-bosan-setengah-mati.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/2196291879083168919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/2196291879083168919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/07/aku-bosan-setengah-mati.html' title='aku. bosan. setengah. mati.'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-257545194248484670</id><published>2010-07-05T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T23:54:03.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fiksi gagal terlalu mini</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;kumpulan cerita tanpa awalan, akhiran, maupun subjek berarti. cuma fiksi gagal yang terlalu mini. enjoy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- saya cinta kamu kemarin, sekarang dan besok. cinta kamu di siang hari dan cinta kamu di malam hari. meski kamu sudah menjadi zombie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- bosan sumanto makan orang. cemilan favoritenya sekarang jeruji besi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- seluruh dunia heboh, Monalisa hilang dalam lukisannya sendiri! padahal dia lagi menyamar dalam asrama Harry Potter. cari variasi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- bosan berwarna biru, langit mengecat dirinya sendiri menjadi hitam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- jarum jam berputar ke kanan. orang-orang senang karena waktu jadi berjalan mundur. kiamat semakin jauh, ungkap mereka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- "kemana Matahari pagi ini?" kicau burung-burung kecil // "sst.. sedang diculik Bulan yang masih rindu padanya" bisik dedaunan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- "Bapak tidak risih minta dana aspirasi?' // "yah mau bagaimana.. ini sudah dorongan dompet sih" ujar anggota DPR tersebut acuh terhadap wartawan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- terdorong rasa cinta mereka yang dalam, pasangan muda-mudi ini menyimpan cinta mereka dalam format video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- "tetesan apa ini? kamu menangis?" // "bukan, itu cuma darah bekas goresan" jawab hati kepada otak sambil memplester lukanya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- sebelum mengeluarkan rintik hujannya, awan membentuk tulisan "I love you" pada kekasih hatinya di bumi sana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- "Jadi Sumanto, kamu didakwa hukuman mati"  "tunggu pak hakim"  "kamu mau protes?"  "ada tulang nyangkut di gigi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Paul sekarat, jari-jarinya menunjuk Indonesia sebagai juara dunia. warga dunia murka, dia langsung digoreng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-257545194248484670?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/257545194248484670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/07/fiksi-gagal-terlalu-mini.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/257545194248484670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/257545194248484670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/07/fiksi-gagal-terlalu-mini.html' title='fiksi gagal terlalu mini'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-4566434343557135782</id><published>2010-07-04T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T01:39:05.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lewat seperempat abad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;God give me another day to live&lt;br /&gt;       give me another year to face&lt;br /&gt;       give me another life to care to others&lt;br /&gt;       give me another chance to be nice person&lt;br /&gt;       give me another reason to stay smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I have super lovely sisters&lt;br /&gt;                    super great father&lt;br /&gt;                    super caring boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;                    super sweet friends&lt;br /&gt;                    super duper life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God for everything that been given to me.&lt;br /&gt;thank God for all the good times and bad times I had in life&lt;br /&gt;thank God for the strength on my weak moments&lt;br /&gt;and thank God for the patient on my hard moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS :&lt;br /&gt;thank you mommy, without you there's no me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cendera-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-4566434343557135782?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4566434343557135782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;rindu adalah tangisan yang tidak berhenti, meski airmata sudah mengering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;rindu adalah senyuman getir di antara gelak tawa orang-orang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;rindu adalah terpaut oleh jarak, terpisah oleh pulau, dan ternistakan oleh sinyal yang buruk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;rindu adalah melihat tanggalan, menghitung waktu kapan bertemu kembali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;rindu adalah irisan luka di tangan, ditetesi jeruk nipis, dan ditaburi garam tapi tidak merasa apapun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;rindu adalah berada di kerumunan tapi masih merasa sepi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;rindu adalah bertahan di antara desingan peluru, demi mengantarkan sepucuk surat pada pujaan hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;rindu adalah melihat sosok mama di wajah adik-adikku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rinduku itu kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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siang'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-4565175252538376732</id><published>2010-06-08T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T20:30:53.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cerita sebelum tidur 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nite has come. Time for the owl to sing a song for the moon. "Oh dear moon, this is my 1001 songs for you. Hope you enjoy it"&lt;br /&gt;The owl singing yet the moon stand still. The owl stop and then ask her "I sang a song for you, is it that hard to draw a smile for me?"&lt;br /&gt;That moment, just a silent moon staring at the owl. Not a single word come from her mouth. The owl panic, ask himself "what have I done?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ah is it because of the letter? I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I was so sleepy. It's hard to stay awake in the morning" explained the owl.&lt;br /&gt;"Okay. Please do deliver the letter this morning. At least he knows, I do care and miss him" said the moon&lt;br /&gt;"I will. This morning. Immediately. I'll drink coffee. Smile for me though" and when the owl said this, the moon couldn't help her smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As the moon slowly dissapeared, the owl back to his nest, looking for the letter. In the dustbin. The letter that already torn into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;Like the owl crave for the moon. And the moon wait for the sun. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am here, just here, making cheesy notes, ah you know what I'm talking about :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-4565175252538376732?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4565175252538376732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/06/cerita-sebelum-tidur-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/4565175252538376732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/4565175252538376732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/06/cerita-sebelum-tidur-1.html' title='cerita sebelum tidur 1'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-4249328781680333503</id><published>2010-05-26T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T02:49:44.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Sun,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you give me your best shine every morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;like you want to tell me "cheer up dear"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you are so far, but it seems like you're here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;well, you are far, but your shines makes me feel like you are not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you help me through the night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;just thinking that you'll there at the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;makes my heart beating and my mind ticking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh so addictive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;do you know you are that special?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;could make me want to change place with the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so I could meet you every single time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;for the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;dear Sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know that eclipse just occured a moment ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but I really couldn't wait for another eclipse to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know I have to be patient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know I have to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;that everything will be wonderful at time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;though there are moments that I could not hold it anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;moments when I really miss your presence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;not just your light shining through mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and I wish the owl not that sleepy to deliver this letter to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Luna-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-4249328781680333503?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4249328781680333503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/4249328781680333503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/4249328781680333503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-sun.html' title='Dear Sun,'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-4250246590019657379</id><published>2010-05-21T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:47:49.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hati-hati</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Teru: "siapa kamu? dan ngapain kamu di sini?" tanyanya pada orang baru itu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Aishi: "majikanku yang menyuruh aku untuk tinggal di sini" jawabnya kepada penghuni tetap rumah itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Teru: "oh begitu.. kamu terlihat familiar. kita pernah ketemu di mana ya?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Aishi: "kita baru bertemu kok. maaf aku mau istirahat dulu ya, aku letih"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Teru: "ah baiklah" sambil melihat si orang baru ini seperti habis melakukan perjalanan jauh. "dari mana kira-kira ya dia. ah nanti kutanyakan setelah dia bangun" ujarnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;beberapa saat kemudian Aishi terbangun, mukanya kusut. dia hanya berdiam dan memojok.  Teru penasaran, ia mendekatinya perlahan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Teru: "hai. bagaimana tidurmu, cukup?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aishi: "lumayan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Teru: "mau lihat-lihat ruangan lain?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aishi: "tidak. aku masih mau di sini. maaf aku masih belum terbiasa. tapi aku lebih suka sendiri"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Teru: "ah baiklah. aku tinggalkan kamu sendiri dulu ya di sini. kalau nanti tertarik untuk berkeliling, beritahu aku ya, aku akan ada di sekitar sini"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aishi: "iya. terima kasih"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teru pun pergi dan membiarkan Aishi sendiri menikmati waktunya untuk beradaptasi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"ya Tuhan, kenapa tubuhnya penuh dengan luka? apa saja yang dia alami dalam perjalanan menuju kesini" batinnya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;beberapa hari kemudian Teru mencoba lagi  untuk mendekati Aishi, di tempat yang sama, di pojokan itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Teru: "hey kamu lapar tidak? sudah beberapa hari ini kamu belum makan kan?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aishi: "mmm iya.. lumayan lapar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Teru: "aku bawakan makanan, enak sekali. kamu pasti suka. mau ya?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aishi memandang Teru ragu kemudian tersenyum dan menjawab: "iya" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kemudian ia makan dengan lahapnya seperti sudah lama tidak memakan makanan enak seperti ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aishi: "makanan apa ini?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Teru: "enak kan? sepertinya kamu sangat membutuhkannya. kamu mau nambah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aishi: "belum. ini sudah lebih dari cukup. nanti kalau lapar, aku akan minta lagi sama kamu, boleh?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Teru: "tentu. aku masih punya banyak untukmu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sambil tersenyum senang Aishi kemudian bertanya: "apa nama makanan ini tadi?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Teru: "mereka menyebutnya kasih sayang" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Hati ini, kutitipkan padamu. Jaga dia baik-baik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Tidak tahu kapan akan aku ambil kembali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;kalau dia betah, kubiarkan dia selamanya di hatimu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;PS :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Fate determines who comes into your life, your heart determines who stays in your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lune-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-4250246590019657379?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4250246590019657379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/05/hati-hati.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/4250246590019657379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/4250246590019657379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/05/hati-hati.html' title='hati-hati'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-2243508656245795460</id><published>2010-04-30T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T02:25:42.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ma, kapan kita bisa ketemu?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ma, aku kangen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ma, aku mau cerita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ma, aku mau dipeluk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ma, aku mau liat senyum mama yang bikin aku tenang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ma, dunia tidak adil, aku tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tapi Tuhan kan maha adil, maha tahu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ma, di surga mama pernah merasa sedih ga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;kalau iya, terus apa yang mama lakukan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ma, rasanya sakit ya untuk tetap tersenyum ketika hati bersedih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tapi ada yang bilang aku bagus kalau lagi senyum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;lucunya, itu aja yang bikin aku tetap tersenyum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;dan dia pasti senyum-senyum sendiri baca tulisanku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ma, jadi dewasa itu berat ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;aku pikir dengan mengurus rumah dan adik-adik, menjadikanku lebih dewasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ternyata, itu semua cuma proses. masih banyak lagi masalah di depan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ma, aku rasa aku bisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tuhan kan ga akan kasih cobaan yang melampaui kemampuan hambaNya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;berarti Tuhan percaya sama aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;insya Allah aku bisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ma, aku sayang mama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;PS :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Untuk detilnya, aku cerita di doa aja ya ma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;malu dibaca orang lain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I love u so much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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ketemu?'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-7218382997769185540</id><published>2010-04-05T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:28:16.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duka - Lara</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"wow minuman ini nikmat sekali. apa ini?" / "air mataku" ujar perempuan buta penjaga bar itu sambil berlalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seumur hidupnya, perempuan itu hanya sekali merasakan jatuh cinta yang teramat dalam kepada seseorang. setiap hari perempuan bernama Lara ini menangis dan memohon berdoa kepada Tuhan untuk menjadikan pria itu sebagai miliknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begitu besar cintanya kepada pria itu, ia berniat mengumpulkan airmatanya setetes demi setetes ke dalam botol cantik dan mempersembahkannya sebagai hadiah.&lt;br /&gt;"2 bulan lagi dia ulang tahun, botol ini pasti bisa penuh pada saat itu" pikirnya.&lt;br /&gt;dua bulan berlalu, botol kaca cantik yang ia beli di pasar beberapa saat yang lalu, sudah hampir terisi penuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ah besok dia ulang tahun, tapi botol ini masih belum penuh juga. besok botol ini harus sudah penuh" pikirnya optimis. malam itu juga, ia menangis. hingga tidak sisa setetes airmatapun di matanya. kering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari itu Lara memberanikan diri menemui sang pria untuk memberikan botol berisi airmatanya.&lt;br /&gt;Pria itu hanya memandangnya sedih sambil berkata "aku tidak bisa"&lt;br /&gt;"tapi kenapa?" tanya Lara&lt;br /&gt;"aku tidak layak menerima ini" kata pria tersebut&lt;br /&gt;"apakah tidak cukup bukti bahwa aku sangat mencintaimu?" tanya Lara.&lt;br /&gt;"bukan itu masalahnya... " jawabnya.&lt;br /&gt;"lalu kenapa kamu tidak mau menerimaku? menerima pemberian dariku? karena kamu akan menikah? tidakkah aku lebih baik darinya? aku bisa melakukan apa saja untukmu" ujar Lara.&lt;br /&gt;"karena kamu kakak kandungku" jawab Duka, nama pria itu, tertunduk sedih lalu berbalik badan sambil berlalu dan meninggalkan botol berisi airmata itu kepada Lara yang hanya bisa tertegun dan walaupun pedih, sudah tidak bisa menangis lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;hari ini juga kubutakan mataku&lt;br /&gt;karena lebih baik aku tidak bisa melihatmu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;kalau itu hanya membuat airmata ini tidak berhenti mengalir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;toh, mereka bilang cinta itu buta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PS :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not everything is meant to be, but everything is worth to try&lt;/strong&gt; --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-7218382997769185540?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7218382997769185540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/04/duka-lara.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/7218382997769185540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/7218382997769185540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/04/duka-lara.html' title='Duka - Lara'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-2394085171149924437</id><published>2010-02-28T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T20:07:24.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the Moon and the Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is the story, long before Estrelle meet Ra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Moon never shines so bright like tonight. even people on earth feel the different, they're asking each other if they feel the difference. but no one really knows what just happened to her. Even the star, her one and only bestfriend, is curious with that situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Estrelle : "okay, I know you are so happy tonight, I can see from your shine. what is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Luna : "nothing.. I'm just happy. is that wrong dear Estrelle?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Estrelle : "haha.. to be happy is not a sin Luna.. I'm just curious. you are not like you the other night. I've been with you for a million years, so I can spot the difference"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Luna : "how could I forget that you know me that well? haha okay.. just one word, Ra."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Estrelle : "Ra? what is Ra? or who is Ra to be exact?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Luna just smile at her, her most lovely smile, and say "you'll know sooner or later my dear"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;when Luna said that, it means Estrelle have to find out by herself or just wait until Luna gets the mood to tell her all about Ra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but few days later, the Moon not as bright as some days before. she is covered by the shadow of the fog. Estrelle ask her though, "okay, what is wrong now?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Luna : "Nothing." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Estrelle : "you know I know you that well, so don't lie to me. tell me. the shadow is not supposed to be there, right Luna? you ask the shadow to cover your sad face"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Luna just smile at her, sad smile, and say "in time you will know my dear"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Few years later, the Moon looks so nervous. no one noticed, but as her very bestfriend, the Star knows about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Estrelle : "as years passed by, would you tell me about your feeling this time? you look so nervous. I just feel it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Luna : "yes my dear, you are right. this is the perfect moment for you to know. No I won't tell you, you could just see it by yourself" and as usual share her best smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and that day the eclipse occurs. the Moon and the Sun looks great together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moon doesn't have its own shine. Sun gives her his shine. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It took some time for Moon to meet the Sun, and she is patient enough to wait an Eclipse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;PS :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God will make a way, where there seems to be no way - Don Moen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-2394085171149924437?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2394085171149924437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/02/moon-and-sun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/2394085171149924437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;maybe you once stopped by in my heart, or you are making my heart stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;maybe you once played in my mind, or you are playing with my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;maybe you once existed in my life, or you are my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you feel so close but you're so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I feel you but I could not reach you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet 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class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Glea hanyalah satu kupu-kupu kecil di antara ratusan kupu-kupu lainnya. Saat itu ia terjebak di suatu balai pertemuan yang membicarakan mengenai berkurangnya lahan tempat tinggal dan polusi yang merajalela. Ia tidak seharusnya disini, Ibu minta ditemani, tapi sekarang Ibu malah tidak tahu ada dimana. Glea memandangi sekitar, “tidak ada yang aku kenal, teman-temanku mungkin terjebak hujan di luar sana”, pikirnya. Tiba-tiba ada suara yang mengagetkannya, “Hei, kamu tampak kebingungan”. “iya, aku kehilangan mamaku” jawab Glea. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Ya sudah kamu disini saja sampai ketemu mamamu ya, namaku Ava, kamu pasti Glea.” Ujarnya manis. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Loh kok kamu tahu namaku Glea?” tanyanya. “Itu dari tanda pengenal di dadanya, setiap peserta disini kan punya” jawab Ava cerdas. Glea hanya bisa tertunduk malu, karena kehilangan Ibu, Ia jadi tidak memperhatikan hal tersebut. Tidak susah bagi Ava untuk bercakap-cakap dengan Glea, Ia jelas seorang kupu-kupu yang jauh lebih dewasa darinya dan cara Ava menyampaikan isi acara tersebut lebih mudah dicerna. Berada di sampingnya, Glea merasa nyaman, bahkan tanpa kehadiran Ibu yang masih tidak tahu ada dimana. Sampai acara usai, Ibu masih belum terlihat, akhirnya Ava berinisiatif untuk mengantarkannya pulang. Sepanjang perjalanan, mereka berbicara mengenai banyak hal. Ava bercerita tentang manusia, hutan dan bunga-bunga yang belum Glea dengar sebelumnya. “Oke, kamu sudah tiba dengan selamat, sampai bertemu besok” kata Ava. Tidak terasa mereka sudah tiba di depan rumahnya, “ah perjalanan tadi begitu singkat” pikir Glea. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Besoknya Ava sudah menunggu di pohon depan rumah Glea. “Loh, aku tidak menyangka akan bertemu secepat ini” Glea tidak bisa menyembunyikan keterkejutannya. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Hey, kamu ga menyimak ya waktu aku bilang ‘sampai bertemu besok’ ?” tanya Ava. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Oh ya ampun, aku pasti melamun lagi” pikir Glea dan dia hanya bisa tersenyum. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Ya sudah, kamu ganti baju dulu sana, nanti aku bawa kamu melihat bunga yang aku bilang cantik itu. Ayo bergegas sebelum senja datang” ujar Ava. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; TEXT-INDENT: 36pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Setelah selesai berganti baju, mereka menuju hutan tempat bunga-bunga itu berada. Glea tidak pernah bermain sampai ke dalam hutan ini, kata Ibu banyak makhluk jahat di dalam hutan. Tapi dengan Ava bersamanya, ia merasa aman, sepertinya Ava bisa diandalkan, begitu pikirnya. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Wah bunga di sini cantik-cantik, apakah sari mereka lebih manis dari bunga lainnya?” tanya Glea&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Tentu Glea, mereka mempunyai sari yang paling manis yang harus kau coba” jawab Ava sabar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Glea terbang mengitari tepian gua dan dia melihat satu bunga putih yang indah sekali, otomatis Glea hinggap di kelopaknya. “Indah bukan? Itu bunga Azalea yang aku ceritakan” ujar Ava. “Boleh aku mencicipinya?” tanya Glea. “Jangan. Di sekitar situ banyak bunga lain, kamu boleh mencicipi bunga yang lain” ucapan Ava yang sedikit membentak membuat Glea kaget tapi ia menuruti juga perkataannya. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; TEXT-INDENT: 36pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Setelah puas mencicipi bunga-bunga di hutan, merekapun pulang. Ava seperti biasa mengantarkan Glea sampai rumah. Hal ini berulang terus keesokan harinya dan berlangsung sampai seminggu. Glea sampai harus berbohong kepada Ibu mengenai PR yang kadang lupa dikerjakan karena ia terlalu asik bermain dan sudah lelah untuk mengerjakannya. Ia juga menolak ajakan teman-temannya untuk pergi ke taman di kota sebelah. “Ah sudah lama sekali aku tidak bermain ke kota sebelah, terakhir kali saat aku meneduh karena hujan” pikirnya. Tapi bermain di hutan, mengenal bunga-bunga baru, dan saat-saat bersama Ava terasa lebih menyenangkan. Meski kekaguman Ava terhadap bunga Azalea tetap terasa janggal dan tidak bisa dipahami oleh Glea. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; TEXT-INDENT: 36pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Setiap sampai di rumah, Glea selalu tidak sabar menanti datangnya esok. Perasaan ingin selalu bertemu dengan Ava sepulang sekolah. Namun, keesokan harinya Ava tidak datang. Begitupun beberapa hari berikutnya. Glea panik, sedih, bingung, “Ava dimana? Apakah dia baik-baik saja?” begitu terus pikirnya. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Setelah 4 hari absen dan tidak ada kabarnya, Ava tahu-tahu muncul di depan rumahnya. Ia tidak menjelaskan apa-apa dan jadi sedikit lebih pendiam. “Ava sakit?” tanya Glea khawatir. “Ngga. Aku gak apa-apa kok. Ayo kita bergegas, langit sepertinya mulai mendung” jawab Ava dengan senyum yang seperti dipaksakan. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;Glea hanya bisa mengiyakan, pertemuan yang biasa sangat dinanti menjadi kurang menyenangkan, namun Glea sudah terlanjur terbiasa dengan Ava, meski rasanya mengganjal ia tetap mencoba mengerti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-family:';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-family:';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-family:';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-family:';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sampai hari itu tiba. Ketika Ava berujar bahwa dia tidak bisa menemani Glea lagi, karena ia ingin menjaga Azalea di tepian gua di dalam hutan tersebut. Ava berkata bahwa dia begitu mencintai Azalea. Ia rela melakukan apapun demi Azalea. Saat ia menghilangpun karena ia berkeliling mencari obat untuk Azalea yang saat itu tidak bisa mekar bersemi. Azalea adalah segalanya bagi hidup Ava. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-family:';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-family:';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-family:';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Glea lunglai, hatinya hancur. Air mengalir dari matanya dengan deras. “apa ini, ini bukan hujan? Kenapa air ini terus keluar dari mataku dan tidak bisa aku hentikan? Mengapa dadaku rasanya sakit ya? Perasaan apa ini?” begitu terus pikirnya di dalam hati. Ia pun berusaha kembali ke rumahnya dengan terbang tertatih-tatih meninggalkan Ava yang masih terus larut dalam kebersamaannya dengan Azalea. Melamun, sayap Glea tersangkut di dahan pohon, dan semakin kuat ia menarik, semakin susah untuk dilepaskan. Sayapnya patah. Tidak sanggup untuk kembali terbang, Glea hanya ditemani hujan yang kemudian bercerita kepadaku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-family:';font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-STYLE: italic; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-STYLE: italic; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aku sudah bernyanyi untukmu, tapi kau tidak juga menari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-STYLE: italic; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aku sudah menangis di hadapanmu, tapi kau tidak juga mengerti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-STYLE: italic; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Haruskah aku bernyanyi sambil menangis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-STYLE: italic; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;(Lagu Gelombang - Kahlil Gibran)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;this feeling won't stop til it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;and it won't hurts til it's broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;one wing has broken, so does the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;it's halfway broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; 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WIDTH: 139px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 131px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431104023297055346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/S18oVX7Q2nI/AAAAAAAAABI/-tmXiaWLYME/s200/SunMoonStars1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hujan malam ini turun deras sekali. Seolah ingin bercerita tentang perasaaanya yang gundah gulana melihat kejadian-kejadian di berbagai tempat. Tapi hujan terlalu sebentar berada di tempatku. Tidak cukup waktu untuk bercerita, jadi Ia hanya menitipkan sepucuk surat dari pelangi yang akan aku tuliskan disini,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namanya estrelle. Ia mempunyai teman bernama luna, dan mereka sudah lama sekali berteman, sampai lupa sejak kapan. Estrelle dengan setia menemani luna ketika Ia sedang sedih, begitupun sebaliknya.&lt;br /&gt;Estrelle mengenal sosok Ra sejak Luna menceritakannya. Saat itu sedang gerhana, ketika Luna pertama berkenalan dengan Ra. Luna terus-terusan bercerita mengenai Ra kepada Estrelle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gambaran-gambaran mengenai Ra, cerita-cerita hebat tentangnya, bagaimana perasaan Ra yang hangat dan bisa membuat orang lain bersemangat, rasanya menjadi segala alasan dan jawaban bagi Estrelle untuk mulai mengaguminya. Estrelle belum pernah berbicara secara langsung dengan Ra, meski rasa ingin bertemu walau sesaat saja begitu membuncah, tapi ia tahu kalau ia tidak akan bisa, dan kalaupun bisa, ia tahu ia tidak boleh menemuinya. Ra adalah milik luna.&lt;br /&gt;Estrelle pernah berpapasan dengannya, tepatnya melirik sesaat di suatu kesempatan, tapi Ra terlalu acuh untuk melihat kepadanya. Ra terlihat enggan untuk berteman dengannya, terlebih di depan luna. Sosok yang katanya gagah dan hangat, terlihat munafik di depan estrelle. Namun, rasa itu begitu menusuk, rasa sakit ketika melihat luna sedang bersama Ra. Rasanya lebih baik aku tidak pernah mengenalmu, karena perasaan ini semakin berkembang. Padahal aku tahu, menemuimu saja bagaikan berdiri di tepian jurang, semakin sulit untuk menarik diri dan kembali ke tempat yang semestinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dan aku hanya bisa menunggu.&lt;br /&gt;Meski rasa ini kian merindu, aku hanya terdiam terpaku.&lt;br /&gt;Rasanya setiap bait yang kutuliskan untukmu&lt;br /&gt;Membuatku semakin ingin memilikimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari bintang untuk matahari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ra (Matahari)&lt;br /&gt;Luna (Bulan)&lt;br /&gt;Estrelle (Bintang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-9137817482224904840?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/9137817482224904840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/01/cerita-sesaat-setelah-hujan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/9137817482224904840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/9137817482224904840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/01/cerita-sesaat-setelah-hujan.html' title='cerita sesaat setelah hujan'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/S18oVX7Q2nI/AAAAAAAAABI/-tmXiaWLYME/s72-c/SunMoonStars1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-993520195257938201</id><published>2010-01-15T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:55:38.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when Iraq feels like Pandora</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I never thought when I step my feet into the war zone, I will be this happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;at first I'm not so sure when the Commander asked me to go to Iraq.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;No way I won't get myself killed, that's what I've thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"But our buddy is sick, and we run out of medicine there. you're the only person that been there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;yet, he's your bestfriend", said the Commander.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Okay, this is hard. I've been on that place before, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but it feels harder each time I want to get back to that place again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, I decided to go. and I met you. an Iraq nurse who's taking care of my bestfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you handle those soldiers with care. soldiers from the country that you might hate the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but you said you don't mind. we all are human. wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You make me fall for you, an angel in the nurse body. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;because even this battle field feels like heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Iraq turns into Pandora, with you in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my mission is accomplished &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and now I'm back to where I belong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the war still going on yet I'm longing for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I will be back for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but if you don't want me, just let me die in the battle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"To love and win is the best thing. To love and lose, the next best." -- William M. Thackeray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you know you're sickly in L when you consider warzone as heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-993520195257938201?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/993520195257938201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-iraq-feels-like-pandora.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/993520195257938201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/993520195257938201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-iraq-feels-like-pandora.html' title='when Iraq feels like Pandora'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-4394286658563756605</id><published>2010-01-11T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:56:09.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ulang tahun untuk bidadari kecilku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/S0wC5vZeLeI/AAAAAAAAABA/7QAZ_ivxI8c/s1600-h/cake+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425714842073705954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/S0wC5vZeLeI/AAAAAAAAABA/7QAZ_ivxI8c/s200/cake+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aku melihat wajah malaikat kecilku, mukanya berbinar-binar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;besok Ia akan berulang tahun. masih ingat akan rayuannya untuk minta dirayakan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Mama, sebentar lagi aku ulang tahun", celotehnya. aku hanya bisa tersenyum, "Iya sayang" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Aku mau makan kue buatan mama, enak banget deh", lanjutnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; "Tapiiii.. kalo aku yang makan sendiri kan yang bisa tau kue mama enak cuma aku. boleh ga temen aku juga nyobain kue mama?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;aku cuma bisa tertawa kecil melihat ulah makhluk manis ini. "Iya cantik, kita rayain sama temen-temen kamu ya besok". dia pun memelukku dan memberi ciuman kecilnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sesuai janjiku, akupun membuatkan kue coklat kesukaannya, dengan taburan buah strawberry untuk mempercantik kue. bingkisan-bingkisan kecil untuk teman-temannya juga sudah dibungkus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;baju putih yang dijahitkan ibuku untuk malaikat kecil ini juga sudah tergantung manis di atas pintu kamar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;pesta ulang tahun ke-6 ini pasti tidak akan dilupakan oleh Ina -- nama malaikat kecilku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hari itu, teman-temannya sudah berkumpul semua di rumah. kado yang dibawakan beragam warna dan bentuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;pasti Ina akan senang sekali mendapatkan kado itu. terbayang senyum manisnya dan tertawa riangnya ketika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;membuka kado tadi malam dari aku dan ayahnya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tapi Ina tidak akan pernah bisa membuka kado-kado itu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;pesta ulangtahun pertamanya sekaligus menjadi pesta ulangtahunnya yang terakhir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ina harus menghembuskan nafasnya yang terakhir setelah motor yang ditumpanginya mengalami kecelakaan. Motor mang ujang, pembantu kami, yang dipaksa Ina untuk diam karena memaksa ikut ke pasar untuk membeli balon. Aku tidak menyalahkan mang ujang, karena siapa yang bisa menolak keinginan malaikat kecil ini. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sekarang Ina pasti telah bahagia di sana, bertemu dengan malaikat-malaikat lainnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Selamat jalan dan selamat ulang tahun sayang :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-4394286658563756605?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4394286658563756605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/01/persiapan-ulang-tahun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/4394286658563756605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/4394286658563756605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/01/persiapan-ulang-tahun.html' title='Ulang tahun untuk bidadari kecilku'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/S0wC5vZeLeI/AAAAAAAAABA/7QAZ_ivxI8c/s72-c/cake+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-7000440777308542446</id><published>2010-01-03T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T03:04:08.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mencintai tembok</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;menyukaimu itu, seperti menyukai tembok. aneh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;mereka bilang, "apa yang ada di pikiranmu teman?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;mencintaimu itu, seperti mencintai tembok. gila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;mereka bilang, "apa tidak ada yang lain kawan?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;menyayangimu itu, seperti menyayangi tembok. naif.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;mereka bilang. "ayolah kamu pantas dapat yang lebih baik"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;lalu mereka bertanya, "kenapa bisa mencintai tembok?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sederhana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tembok ga akan marah walau saya marah-marah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tembok ga akan pergi walau saya tinggal sebentar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tembok selalu ada menemani hari-hari saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tembok tidak terikat dengan waktu dan pekerjaan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tembok tidak terikat dengan siapapun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jadi, saya bebas kan mencintai tembok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"mencintaimu, seperti mencintai tembok. tidak berbalas, tidak kemana-mana" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Loving you is like going to the US-Iraq war. Nothing that I can do but I'm risking my life on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-7000440777308542446?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7000440777308542446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/01/mencintai-tembok.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/7000440777308542446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/7000440777308542446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2010/01/mencintai-tembok.html' title='mencintai tembok'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-7624119079455118808</id><published>2009-12-23T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T02:13:12.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>alice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;mommy, I'm sick ryte now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and I don't like for being sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;cause when I'm sick, I'm so pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;mommy, most of the times I feel fragile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;like no one could guide me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;well, I still have God but sometimes I need the real voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;then I just trapped inside with my own confusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm a grown-up. I should have know what way should I take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but sometimes I feel like Alice, losing my way in my wonderland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;never know how should I face everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;are they lying? are they telling me the truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;are they meaning every smile or words to me, or they just faking it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;mommy, am I wrong if I'm still shocked and feel hurt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;when I know about reality that bites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;or I always got my heart scratched, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;when someone did something bad to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;mommy, I think I need a good guidance for my problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;that the world is not as good as written in H.C. Andersen books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;that there will never be a happy ending, as the Cinderella story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;cause life keep moving, everyone move on, so the end will only end when they die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;mommy, I'm sick I don't even know what this is all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just need to write, to keep me sane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dizzy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-7624119079455118808?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7624119079455118808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/12/alice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/7624119079455118808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/7624119079455118808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/12/alice.html' title='alice'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-8093955728052506915</id><published>2009-12-21T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T07:06:33.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Ibu, Ma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ma, besok hari Ibu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Aku ga bisa kasih apa-apa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; aku cuma bisa kirim surat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Ma, dulu aku ga ngerti kenapa orang merayakan hari Ibu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Aku dulu bahkan melewatkan tanggal itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Ma, meski mama sering sendirian di rumah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; karna kami sibuk dengan kegiatan masing-masing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; mama hampir ga pernah ngeluh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Mama malah memeluk kami dan berkata "semua akan baik-baik saja sayang"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; di saat kami mengeluh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Ma, kami rindu senyum mama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; kangen dipeluk mama saat pulang ke rumah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Ma, sekarang aku mengerti hebatnya seorang Ibu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; dan betapa merayakan hari Ibu menjadi berarti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; setidaknya kami diingatkan, bahwa Ibu selalu ada untuk kami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; *cium-peluk-kangen untuk mama*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;aku sayang mama :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-8093955728052506915?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8093955728052506915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/12/selamat-hari-ibu-ma.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/8093955728052506915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/8093955728052506915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/12/selamat-hari-ibu-ma.html' title='Selamat Hari Ibu, Ma!'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-6494659518881125912</id><published>2009-12-02T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T07:09:30.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost in translation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Don't be so nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Don't be there when I feel empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Don't accompany me through my in-cheerful days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Don't be so kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Don't cheer me up when I am down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Don't treat me nice when someone just treated me bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Don't be that kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I could fall for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;When in fact, I might lost in translation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I just don't want to fall too hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-6494659518881125912?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6494659518881125912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/12/untitled-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/6494659518881125912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/6494659518881125912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/12/untitled-yet.html' title='lost in translation'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-5156882872551442908</id><published>2009-12-01T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T23:17:27.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;No, it's not a story about the butterfly, not even about Glea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;her story will come after this, since the rain not coming to my place yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today I looked at my friend's wedding invitation, and there's a quotation that bothered me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"If you feel butterflies in your tummy, it means u'r in love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I actually don't get the meaning. What the butterfly do in someone's tummy? and even butterflies, that means more than one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think, when I'm in love, I just couldn't think clear, speak clear, like a dumb.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hope I'm not often falling in love so that I don't look like a dumb everytime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;and now, I don't even know what I'm trying to say.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I couldn't even finished this whatsoever unimportant writing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;oh I almost forget the word cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-5156882872551442908?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5156882872551442908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/12/butterfly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/5156882872551442908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/5156882872551442908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/12/butterfly.html' title='butterfly'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-5119733369635575949</id><published>2009-11-16T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:31:26.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only you know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;How hard this is to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;How hurt to have you around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;How sad to see your perfect relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;How difficult for me not to say "are you okay?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;or when I know you're not in good condition, I really wish I could put a comment on your status. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and this feeling is killing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;like my gastric acid to the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;like the cat to the butterfly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;like the duke to the athena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and I hate you to make me this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;no cheers this time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;-lune-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-5119733369635575949?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5119733369635575949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-only-you-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/5119733369635575949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/5119733369635575949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-only-you-know.html' title='If only you know'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-9195112551168108081</id><published>2009-11-16T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T23:30:08.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duke and Summer story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He's there sitting in front of the mirror, practicing his words over and over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and all of the sudden he's having flashback.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He was going to the ball, where his little kingdom was invited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;he never like a party or stuff like that, the fact that he couldn't dance. but his father asked him to come, and he respects his old man so much. so here he is, in the neighbor-kingdom-ball he could not even remembered the name.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's already at least half an hour and I still have 3 more hours to pass, and by the 12 I'll have my own freedom. I just have to survive a little longer, he said to himself.&lt;br /&gt;Standing all alone in the corner of the hall, watching people dancing, laughing, drinking champagne -- well, at least he's drinking too only he's got no partner. Oh wait he's not alone. There's this person, standing too and doing exact like him. So he come closer. "Hi" greet Duke. "Hi too" replied the person.&lt;br /&gt;"So, the party makes you bored I suppose" said Duke.&lt;br /&gt;"well, not really. I'm just not a party person"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm Duke by the way, and what yours if I might know?"&lt;br /&gt;"Athena" with warmest smile Duke ever seen&lt;br /&gt;Duke : "Wow, pretty name you have there. Nice to meet you"&lt;br /&gt;Athena : " Thanks. Nice to meet you too Duke"&lt;br /&gt;after long conversation they had, the clock's ticking 12 times. and that means the party is over.&lt;br /&gt;Athena : "I guess it's a sign for us to go"&lt;br /&gt;Duke : "Yes. Or they will force us to stay over in their rooms. Thanks Athena, I couldn't pass this party if I haven't chat with you."&lt;br /&gt;Athena : "Back at you Duke. It's rare to have a man to chat with."&lt;br /&gt;Duke : "So, see you?"&lt;br /&gt;Athena : "See you when I see you"&lt;br /&gt;Since then, they often meet each other. Either to watch movie, have dinner, or spend sometimes together.&lt;br /&gt;until Athena said wants to do something special tonight, more than usual, cause the birthday is tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And now, in front of the mirror, Duke thinks, this is it, this is the right moment. As a man, I will propose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We suppose to meet in the fanciest restaurant in the town, and I will propose under the stars.&lt;br /&gt;Athena : "Duke, this is a great restaurant. It's quite expensive isn't it?"&lt;br /&gt;Duke : "Price is not the most important thing, compare to your birthday"&lt;br /&gt;Athena : "That's the sweetest thing a man ever said to me. Thanks Duke"&lt;br /&gt;In the end of the night, as he plans, he takes Athena to the rooftop of the resto.&lt;br /&gt;Athena : "The sky is clear, look at the stars, they are very pretty"&lt;br /&gt;Duke : "Just like your name"&lt;br /&gt;Athena : "Hey wait a second, what are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;Duke bend the knees and hand a box. "Open it, and said it out loud. would you marry me?"&lt;br /&gt;Athena : "Oh Duke please, you know I can't marry to you."&lt;br /&gt;Duke : "Just because you are someone's lover, doesn't mean I can't marry you right?"&lt;br /&gt;Athena : "It's not just that. I'm not pretty as my name. Sorry, I couldn't give the best answer in this lovely moment"&lt;br /&gt;Duke : "I don't care about you're not being pretty, about you're even belong to someone. All I want is to be with you."&lt;br /&gt;Athena : "I'm so sorry. I like you too Duke, but just a friend to chat with. Sorry if I make you disappointing. I have a fiancee and I will marry her in the next three months."&lt;br /&gt;Duke never feel that broken-heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He is speechless. He never got rejection before. But here, for the first time, he is rejected. By a guy, who just pretty by his goddess name, Athena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You will never know true happiness until you have truly loved, and you will never understand what pain really is until you have lost it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;Miss you Duke,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-9195112551168108081?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/9195112551168108081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/11/duke-and-summer-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/9195112551168108081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/9195112551168108081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/11/duke-and-summer-story.html' title='Duke and Summer story'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-4287168714481696569</id><published>2009-11-13T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T00:10:59.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>saya mau kamu tau</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kalo kamu udah bikin hati saya sakit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; kalo kamu udah bikin saya nangis-nangis setelah saya kenal kamu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; kalo kamu udah bikin perasaan saya campur aduk dan mengalahkan logika yang ada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; tapi kamu juga bikin hati saya berdebar-debar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; kamu juga bikin saya senyum-senyum di suatu saat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; dan kamu bikin logika menjadi tidak penting, karna kamu lebih penting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; otak saya bilang saya harus lupain kamu, hindarin kamu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; teman saya bilang saya harus hindarin kamu, lupain kamu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; cuma hati saya yang bertahan. entah apa yang ada di benak hati saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; saya mau kamu tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; saya mau kamu mendengar lagu-lagu yang menggambarkan perasaan saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; tapi saya terlalu malu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; malu kalau kamu tau, dan kalau di pikiran saya cuma ada kamu melulu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;rumah, 18 April 2009 ( seminggu saya ngindarin kamu-itu juga kalo kamu tau)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; - lune -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-4287168714481696569?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4287168714481696569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/11/saya-mau-kamu-tau.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/4287168714481696569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/4287168714481696569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/11/saya-mau-kamu-tau.html' title='saya mau kamu tau'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-4650473092673953618</id><published>2009-11-12T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T07:39:00.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cerita hujan di pertengahan sore -- side story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Hari ini, hujan belum menunjukkan kehadirannya padaku.&lt;br /&gt;tapi petir bergemuruh seolah memberi tanda, "hujan akan datang"&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, aku mulai mempersiapkan pulpen dan notesku dengan rapih di meja.&lt;br /&gt;untuk mendengarkan cerita hujan, di pertengahan sore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hujan hari ini membawa cerita dari seorang kupu-kupu. Kupu-kupu cantik bernama Glea yang sedang bermain kala hujan melintas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Ia meneduh di rumah penduduk sekitar.&lt;br /&gt;Glea masih kecil sehingga ia begitu takut bajunya basah. Kasihan Ibu yang mencuci, ujarnya. Ia meneduh lama sampai tidak menyadari ada yang sedang mengintip dari balik jendela.&lt;br /&gt;Cress namanya. Cress tinggal di dalam sangkar seperti Istana berlapis emas. Hampir semua kebutuhannya terpenuhi. Tidak pernah dalam hidupnya, ia mempunyai keinginan sedalam ini. keinginan yang begitu menggebu-gebu seolah memaksa keluar dari dada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Betapa Cress ingin sekali menyentuh Glea, sekedar berteman dengannya, atau berkata "kamu cantik".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cress hanya bisa memandangi dari kejauhan.. Berusaha memanggil namanya pun belum tentu Glea akan menyukai suaranya. Ahh.. Cress jadi dilema. Bingung sendiri apa yang harus ia lakukan. Mungkin aku bisa bernyanyi, begitu pikirnya. Tapi.. nyanyian apa yang cocok untuk makhluk seindah ini yah. Mungkin, Ia sudah bosan menerima berbagai macam nyanyian dari para pria yang menyimpan hasrat yang sama padanya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Setelah berpikir lama, ia masih belum menemukan jawaban, apa yang harus ia lakukan untuk menarik perhatian Glea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Namun hujan keburu reda, dan Glea sudah terbang menuju kebebasannya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Meninggalkan Cress yang masih diam termenung. Akhirnya Cress membuat surat, yang ia harap hujan sampaikan pada Glea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Indah. Aku tidak tahu namamu. Aku tidak tahu apakah kamu peri atau malaikat. Seumur hidupku, baru kali ini aku melihat makhluk seindah dirimu. Berada di istana emas, tempat makan terbuat dari mutiara, aku pikir tidak ada yang lebih indah dari ini. Lalu aku melihat dirimu, betapa aku menyadari pasti lebih banyak lagi hal-hal indah di dunia ini yang belum pernah aku lihat. Nanti, ketika kamu kemari, ceritakan banyak hal tentang dunia sana yah. Aku akan selalu berada di istana emas ini, di balik jendela, tempat kita pertama kali bertemu. Aku akan selalu ada di sini. Salam."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cress menunggu, hampir sebulan berlalu, Glea tak kunjung datang. Apakah ia harus menulis surat lagi? Ahh tidak, nanti Glea pasti akan menemuinya. Membawa cerita indah mengenai dunia di luar sana. Tapi, bila musim hujan  berakhir, lalu nanti siapa yang akan menyampaikan surat-suratnya? Cress selalu setia menunggu. Seperti janjinya di dalam surat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Sampai akhirnya tiba suatu saat Cress berhasil keluar dari sarang emasnya untuk pertama kali. Tapi ia keluar bukan untuk menjumpai Glea. Ia hanya berpindah tempat, ke dalam peti emas, di pekarangan depan rumahnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Dan hari itu hujan deras sekali, seolah langit turut berduka bagi kepergian Cress, kucing Anggora berusia 12 tahun tersebut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;If there ever comes a day when we can't be together, keep me in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay there forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lune-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-4650473092673953618?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4650473092673953618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/11/cerita-hujan-di-pertengahan-sore-side.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/4650473092673953618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/4650473092673953618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/11/cerita-hujan-di-pertengahan-sore-side.html' title='cerita hujan di pertengahan sore -- side story'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-2286336754554850919</id><published>2009-11-10T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T17:29:31.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;aku ingin mencintaimu dengan sederhana.&lt;br /&gt;dengan kata yang tak sempat diucapkan kayu,&lt;br /&gt;kepada api yang menjadikannya abu.&lt;br /&gt;aku ingin mencintaimu dengan sederhana.&lt;br /&gt;dengan kata yang tak sempat diucapkan awan,&lt;br /&gt;kepada hujan yang menjadikannya tiada.&lt;br /&gt;(puisi karya Sapardi Djoko Damono)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tidak punya kata-kata indah layaknya penyair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;aku tidak punya cerita untuk disuguhkan layaknya pengarang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;aku tidak punya modal untuk menyukaimu, sungguh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;aku cuma punya hati, itupun sudah penuh dengan goresan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-2286336754554850919?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2286336754554850919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/2286336754554850919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/2286336754554850919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-4281407992653762960</id><published>2009-11-04T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:58:08.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>irritable truth about men</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. The nice men are ugly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. The handsome men are not nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. The handsome and nice men are gay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. The handsome, nice, and heterosexual men are married. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men, have no money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men with money think we are only after their money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. The handsome men without money are after our money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. The handsome men, who are not so nice and somewhat heterosexual, don't think we are beautiful enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. The men who think we are beautiful, that are heterosexual, somewhat nice and have no money, are cowards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. The men who are somewhat handsome, somewhat nice and have money and thank God are straight, are shy and NEVER MAKE THE FIRST MOVE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; 11. The men who never make the first move, automatically lose interest in us when we take the initiative. NOW...WHO THE HELL UNDERSTANDS MEN?!?! .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Just for Fun xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-4281407992653762960?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4281407992653762960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/11/irritable-truth-about-men.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/4281407992653762960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/4281407992653762960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/11/irritable-truth-about-men.html' title='irritable truth about men'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-969812904846086838</id><published>2009-11-02T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:57:38.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear you,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want you to know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;dear Guy whom I wrongfully fall for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont blame my heart when she was falling for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont blame my brain when he was not take care of my heart of falling for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont blame you when you're being nice to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont blame me when I'm here listening to you're stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're there when someone gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you're almost always there during my days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so, it was my mistake to have more-than-friend feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but I wont say why, because I think you already know the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;yet, you're still there but it's okay, cause I already handle the feeling I used to have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and I'm glad we still be friend :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-969812904846086838?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/969812904846086838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/969812904846086838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/969812904846086838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear-you.html' title='Dear you,'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-3216314844274164097</id><published>2009-10-26T06:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T06:38:30.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Tya,</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lately I really need to talk to you. I know you’re in peace now. But I just need your advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don’t know how to start it, I just think of end it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I think I make a mistake, and I’m trapped inside, without knowing that might be disappointing to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I should have told you before you’re leaving this place, but sorry always come later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The point is I always have principle about something that start wrongly, will end badly. Karma does exist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I think I should end this. End this feeling and back to normal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Though I feel sad and hurts, I should do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope I’m on the right path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I feel like losing my mind and also my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I need you to drive me back, to where it really belongs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;kinda losing you my lovely bestfriend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-3216314844274164097?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3216314844274164097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-tya.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/3216314844274164097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/3216314844274164097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-tya.html' title='Dear Tya,'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-7690881068670304204</id><published>2009-10-18T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T11:47:36.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;this is what I really feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;without limitation and boundaries I make the post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;because the mind and the heart not recognize those things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm mindless when I have to describe things, related to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a very mature guy who sometimes act like a little boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I chat with you almost everyday, at least when I'm online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we talk about everything that we like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;even about the unimportance things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we share our dreams, our hopes, though then we're back to reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but I like it. and so do you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you said hopes, keep us alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know what my mind thinks of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know what my heart feels of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For me, you are a good partner to talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's always nice and fun to have chat with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;for now, can I just write these things?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;later I will let my heart write itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and it's already late at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;19 oct 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-7690881068670304204?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7690881068670304204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/10/about-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/7690881068670304204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/7690881068670304204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/10/about-him.html' title='About Him'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-824328266196743237</id><published>2009-10-18T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T11:10:45.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Guy with no name</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;you shared the story,&lt;br /&gt;and so I tell the world how it begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my part :&lt;br /&gt;It's hard for me to tell your stories.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even become the part of the stories.&lt;br /&gt;I just know you and your girl.&lt;br /&gt;I was closed to your girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;So it makes me sometimes confused how to react.&lt;br /&gt;because I can't make any side.&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you, because I care.&lt;br /&gt;and I hope it's only because I care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your part :&lt;br /&gt;you have a relationship with a girl&lt;br /&gt;but you two have a major difference. something principal.&lt;br /&gt;back then, you know that will become a problem.&lt;br /&gt;but you said, you were naive *well, being in love makes u naive almost all the time actually*&lt;br /&gt;and at the beginning, things went not really well. it went bad sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;but you fought for it, for the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;and as a year past by, now you feel the uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;yet your mind is playing around in your head.&lt;br /&gt;and you just can't manage them as you manage the files in your desk.&lt;br /&gt;so the problems still hang around in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;though you share me the stories, I can't give you the best answer.&lt;br /&gt;I just being a listener, hope to be a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me to you :&lt;br /&gt;I hope this not really good post, could represent what I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;or at least you'll know what I feel, what I think.&lt;br /&gt;you wish you are the prince charming, you will dear.&lt;br /&gt;but perhaps for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;God always know what is right for the people.&lt;br /&gt;It's just the people who have asked for more.&lt;br /&gt;you will find your partner. that suits you the most.&lt;br /&gt;that could accompany you for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;because God will give what you need, not what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lune-&lt;br /&gt;19 Oct 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-824328266196743237?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/824328266196743237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/10/guy-with-no-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/824328266196743237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/824328266196743237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/10/guy-with-no-name.html' title='A Guy with no name'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-4772932899184747730</id><published>2009-10-13T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:36:07.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinta?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Topik yang selalu ramai dan asik untuk dijadikan pembicaraan.&lt;br /&gt;Rasanya hidup tanpa cinta, seperti sayur tanpa isi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jadi bukannya hambar lagi, tapi hampa.&lt;br /&gt;Banyak yang memuja cinta, banyak yang membencinya.&lt;br /&gt;Manusia bisa terlahir karena cinta, banyak juga yang mati karenanya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mati karena cinta katanya.&lt;br /&gt;Kata yang tidak bisa dideskripsikan secara pasti, dan tidak ada yang benar2 sepaham akan arti cinta itu sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;yang pasti, cinta itu beda dengan kasih dan sayang. karena cinta, masih membawa hasrat dan nafsu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya sendiri bukan orang yang paham dengan masalah percintaan, apalagi ahlinya. Jauh.&lt;br /&gt;toh saya baru pacaran 2 kali, pernah menyukai orang yang ternyata lesbi, sempat HTS-an dengan anak yang lebih muda dari saya, dan terakhir sangat menyukai seorang gay. Ya, boleh dibilang percintaan is not really my thing.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi teman-teman suka sekali menceritakan percintaan mereka ke saya.&lt;br /&gt;Mulai dari anak kecil-orang tua, wanita-lelaki, single-married-divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya buat notes ini terinspirasi oleh post yang dibuat @vstefy.&lt;br /&gt;cause love is just not about love. Love is not that simple, yet it's not that complicated too.&lt;br /&gt;it's not like 1+1 = 2 . there's also a 'plus' and an 'equal' there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you're in love, enjoy it. but not put too much on love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;remember, you still have family &amp;amp; friends.&lt;br /&gt;and when you're in broken hearted, enjoy it with fun :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You'll miss the moment once you get through it.&lt;br /&gt;Love won't go anywhere, cause love is like one of your five senses, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's the main sense of all anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;So, just live side by side with love :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-4772932899184747730?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4772932899184747730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/10/cinta.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/4772932899184747730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/4772932899184747730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/10/cinta.html' title='Cinta?'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-3479320683217652980</id><published>2009-10-04T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T23:29:18.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuhan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;setahun yang lalu waktu mama aku sakit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;aku bilang kalo aku cape, dan Tuhan ambil dia dari aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sebulan yang lalu waktu ade aku sakit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;aku bilang kalo aku ga boleh cape supaya Tuhan ga ambil dia dari aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sekarang, aku ga berharap siapapun sakit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tapi kalau aku bilang cape apa Tuhan akan ambil seseorang lagi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aku tahu kalau Tuhan ga akan memberikan ujian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;buat orang yang ga kuat menjalaninya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;dan aku juga ga menganggap ujian ini sebagai ujian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ini cuma cara supaya aku lebih kuat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tapi kenapa aku ga kuat-kuat yah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;aku juga ga suka jadi lemah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;aku ga suka untuk menyerah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tapi kadang aku lelah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;dan saat ini, aku.. entahlah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Maafkan aku Tuhan, karena bersikap tidak sopan pada Mu. Aku hanya bisa cerita kepada-Mu-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;lune, 5 Oktober 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-3479320683217652980?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3479320683217652980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/10/tuhan.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/3479320683217652980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/3479320683217652980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/10/tuhan.html' title='Tuhan'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-3029210646928015771</id><published>2009-10-02T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T11:16:49.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I know you like sometimes ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;from the first time, you gave me the good impression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;U had the prettiest smile, a guy could have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we had like major difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;first, we had nothing in common&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;second, u like man -ahh shoot, that's our similarity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;third, it's a one-way crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;even no busway could across &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and it hurts me always so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;when I had to see your guys around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and when I have to face the truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;that I'm not your priority. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yeah, I'm nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and tonight I'm crying like a baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;makes my eyes look even more bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;though tomorrow I have to look pretty in my friend's wedding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;damn you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I even feel the distance, now before you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and I hope you'll be just fine there. so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-3029210646928015771?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3029210646928015771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-farewell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/3029210646928015771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/3029210646928015771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-farewell.html' title='it&apos;s a farewell'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-7015418709675909294</id><published>2009-10-02T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T10:06:48.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just another goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but now u said it first.&lt;br /&gt;as you go to the island of faraway,&lt;br /&gt;u send the letter by the pigeon.&lt;br /&gt;and here I am still shocked reading the letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even before I said it.&lt;br /&gt;I heart you, with or without your guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-7015418709675909294?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7015418709675909294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-another-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/7015418709675909294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/7015418709675909294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-another-goodbye.html' title='just another goodbye'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-3707900169181242803</id><published>2009-08-25T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T06:12:39.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A letter to heaven Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dear Mom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How are you? Been a year not hearing anything about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Heaven is a beautiful place I suppose, because you don't even feel to leave it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But a life in here, not as good as the life you have there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, we're fine. the family is good. we took care each other, and it went well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Still, things just don't feel the same without you by our side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You know mom, you're a funny mom. you know how to treat us and sometimes make us make fun of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and when I feel sick, I really want to hug you real bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;when I feel hurt, I want to come home just to see your smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;though back then we're not in heaven, but your smile really feels like an angel :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You said you want to live until your youngest daughter gives you a grand daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but man propose, God dispose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But you will live in our heart for ever mom. because you're a great mom and will always be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I Love You Mom. I hope the angel deliver this letter to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;trying to always smile and be your sweet little angel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-3707900169181242803?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3707900169181242803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/08/letter-to-heaven-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/3707900169181242803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/3707900169181242803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/08/letter-to-heaven-part-1.html' title='A letter to heaven Part 1'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-1743017562474275429</id><published>2009-08-16T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T11:35:18.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aku cuma mau bilang...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;suatu hari hati bercakap-cakap dengan otak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; hati: "ah. aku suka dia. aku cuma mau sama dia"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; otak : "mana bisa. memangnya kamu tidak lihat perbedaan kalian yang besaaaar sekali?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; hati : "memangnya kenapa kalau berbeda? bukankah perbedaan itu indah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; otak membatin. "ahh aku lupa, kamu cuma bisa merasa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 1 bulan kemudian, hati menangis-nangis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; otak : "hey. kenapa menangis? aku kan jadi tidak bisa berpikir"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; hati : "sepertinya aku bertepuk sebelah tangan. perbedaan cuma alasan dari satu sisi."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; otak : "I told you so"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; hati : "tapi aku suka sama dia. aku cuma mau sama dia"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 2 bulan kemudian, hati bersiul-siul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; otak : "lohh..sekarang kamu sepertinya senang sekali? sudah ada gebetan baru?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; hati : "ahh..tidak, masih dia kok. dia baik deh sama aku. tuh kan untung aku sabar. karena aku suka dia dan cuma mau sama dia"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; otak : "fine by me. selama tidak mengganggu produktivitas dan aktivitas"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 3 bulan kemudian, hati merenung menyendiri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; otak : "ada apa sih. kok kayaknya kamu lagi banyak pikiran. padahal kan itu tugasku?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; hati : "hmm aku hanya lagi berusaha merasakan lagi. apakah yang aku lakukan sudah benar yah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; otak : "menurutku sih itu hal yang sia-sia yah. toh pada akhirnya, kalian memang berbeda"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; hati : "tapi aku masih suka sama dia. cuma dia"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 4 bulan kemudian, hati terlihat syok dan memojok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; otak : "lohh..kok kamu terlihat horor sekali. padahal tadi aku lihat kamu gembira ria. bukannya seneng abis ketemu dia?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; hati : "seneng sih. tapi aku sepertinya aku benar-benar tidak bisa sama dia deh. tapi aku masih mau sama dia. rasanya kalau sama dia, menyenangkan dan susah digambarkan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; otak : "ya ampun. tapi mood kamu bikin saya jadi tidak bisa berpikir jernih tahu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; hati : "cuma mau sama dia, titik."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 5 bulan kemudian, akhir cerita ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; hati : "kayaknya belakangan ini aku egois banget yah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; otak : "maksudnya?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; hati : "yahh.. memaksakan kehendak. menyuruh kamu untuk kompromi. cuma berpikir bahwa aku menderita kalau ga ada dia. padahal kamu juga menderita karena ulahku"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; otak : "bisa dibilang begitu, tapi kita kan partner. selama masih wajar aku ngikut aja"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; hati : "aku rasa, aku akan mundur saja. mundur teratur"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; otak : "mundur teratur dari dia? yang kamu suka dan kamu maunya cuma sama dia? kenapa?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; hati : "karena kita partner. dan kita kerja sama, bukannya hanya nurutin kemauan sendiri. dan aku rasa, ini udah jalannya."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; otak : "oke. pelan-pelan aja yah..meski berat, aku tau kamu bisa. kamu masih punya aku" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; (dan hatipun tersenyum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;goodbye duke :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; -lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; rumah, 17 Agustus 2009 (Happy Independence Day Indonesia #indonesiaunite)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-1743017562474275429?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1743017562474275429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/08/aku-cuma-mau-bilang.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/1743017562474275429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/1743017562474275429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/08/aku-cuma-mau-bilang.html' title='aku cuma mau bilang...'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-5447653778864616213</id><published>2009-08-14T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T10:54:21.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not crazy, I'm just crazy of  Duke.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dear Duke,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It isn't easy to tell you. How I feel right now. but I try to write it down in this letter, that will never you receive anyway, yet will release my heart from pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm bad when I said 'pain' it's like u're some kind of disease to me. no you're not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's just, I'm on my monthly syndrome -woman- so what I feel kinda like rollercoaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Now I'm on my higher feeling of you than some days ago. Oh, how I like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You know Duke, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it's okay when you cannot be a man. be a real man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it's okay when you cannot play football, or do some sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it's okay when you sometimes act like a cute little boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You're still my Duke. see, that name even makes you more masculine in every way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I will never see your minus, because you're always be my plus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I will not push you to do some sports or act like a real man. because you're my man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and if you like to be or like to act like a cute little boy, you could always be my little boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's already late at night, get some rest Duke. sleep tight dear :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;bisous,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-5447653778864616213?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5447653778864616213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-not-crazy-im-just-crazy-of-you-duke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/5447653778864616213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/5447653778864616213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-not-crazy-im-just-crazy-of-you-duke.html' title='I&apos;m not crazy, I&apos;m just crazy of  Duke.'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-6987952246944675267</id><published>2009-08-11T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T08:56:45.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh dear oh dear (it's just an introduction)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I met you, some night on Monday in my dream. we were doing nothing, but we were having fun.&lt;br /&gt;I really like that moment, even when it's only in my dream. you have no name, but I'm going to call you Duke.&lt;br /&gt;I just like the name, Duke. sounds nice and elegant. Okay Duke, from this day, you will receive a lot of sweet words from me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;bisous,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-6987952246944675267?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6987952246944675267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-dear-oh-dear-its-just-introduction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/6987952246944675267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/6987952246944675267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-dear-oh-dear-its-just-introduction.html' title='oh dear oh dear (it&apos;s just an introduction)'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-7346469861484890821</id><published>2009-08-10T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T09:09:21.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to be a boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;bla bla bla..blah blah blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; and no, I'm not having those trans gender issue whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; just my stupid simple thought, man of my last nite dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; now, I feel more stupid -to fall in love with someone unreal-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I thought, I couldn't sense things anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I thought, I couldn't feel anything anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I thought, I just couldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; but, voila, I dreamed of you last nite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; we were doing nothing. really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; but I like our not-do-anything things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; and I think, I could feel something now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; though, it's you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; someone who is impossible to see, impossible to touch, impossible to be possessed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; and I start to think to be more not realistic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I want to be a boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; because I just want to be your type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; and would you consider me, if I were a boy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-7346469861484890821?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7346469861484890821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-want-to-be-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/7346469861484890821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/7346469861484890821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-want-to-be-boy.html' title='I want to be a boy!'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-7522488666486787897</id><published>2009-08-10T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T01:09:11.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>deadlocked</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;that's my brain I'm talking about. yes, I have a brain deadlocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my life is in verrrryyyy comfort zone and I don't feel like I want to make any movement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but I should, I must, I have to. so this is the start, by writing something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;at least my brain could think of something, think of what words should I write down here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want to tell about my life, about my dream last nite but it's kinda private and I don't want to make it public -LOL-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so here I am again. I should study for a test. I should learn about history and news that happend recently in the whole world, but I'm lazy. I just do harvest in farmville or play with my miu-miu in pet society. stupid me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want to move on, from everything that seems very comfort. that makes me really lazy, even to think of something. think! learn! write! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that's all. because I couldn't think of else anymore. blahblahblahblah.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-lune- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-7522488666486787897?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7522488666486787897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/08/deadlocked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/7522488666486787897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/7522488666486787897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/08/deadlocked.html' title='deadlocked'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-8731413645631524845</id><published>2009-07-27T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T03:36:28.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what so special about INDONESIA?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Indonesia is one large country with its 200 something millions citizens. Indonesia more or less 18 thousands islands, beautiful islands. Lies between Australia and Asia continents. Those are the lessons about Indonesia that being thaught since elementary school. But here, I wanna share a lot of other interesting facts about Indonesia. If you ask me why, I will answer WHY NOT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Indonesia has a lot of tribes so in Indonesia we have various tradition with its clothes and its food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Indonesian people are so friendly, we give our warmest smile even to stranger or tourists that come to Indonesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Indonesian food are so delicious and tasty with various spices that grow all over the nation. And when you open #indonesiaunite in twitter, you might found out that Indonesian (who stay in Indonesia or all over the world) must be really like and try to find Indonesian food wherever they go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- We respect others. Though Indonesia become the biggest country with its moslem population in the world, but we have five religions here. Buddha, Hindu, Christian, Catholic, and Islam. we tolerate and respect one another. When Moslem do Fasting Day for a month, a lot of foodcourt close their place with gordyn. Or when Hindu celebrate "Nyepi" in Bali, almost all the electricity in Bali is turn off and there's no flights to or from Bali during the day and the day before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- We care each other. when others are in trouble, they will give what they could to help. and it's not always about the money. when Aceh got Tsunami, or when there was an earthquake in Jogjakarta, or even when there was Prita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thejakartapost.com/news/2009/06/09/ago-investigate-banten-prosecutors-over-prita-case.html?1"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;http://www.thejakartapost.com/news/2009/06/09/ago-investigate-banten-prosecutors-over-prita-case.html?1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; case everybody like really care to help whatever might works to help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and the latest was when incident of Jakarta bombing in two luxury hotels (Ritz Carlton and JW Marriot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Couple days ago a movement called #indonesiaunite in Twitter try to give understanding to others that Indonesia is okay. Indonesia is still stand here. and #indonesiaunite became Top Trending Topics for several days, beat #Keep Paula, #iranelection or Michael Jackson. Not to underestimate others, it's just we unite here and we show that we care for our Indonesia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- We fight against terrorism. Terrorist do terror to fear anyone. But there are no single religion ever support to any violence. So, terrorist never represent any religion, any nation and any tradition in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As the first President of Indonesia had declared "Bhineka Tunggal Ika" (Unity in Diversity) we are now gathered and united in Indonesia, and to make Indonesia become a better nation with its qualified next generation. Our Minister Jero Wacik said about the "seeing is believing" things, so before you come to Indonesia you wouldn't easily believe the magnificent nature of Indonesia. But you may take a look of this link to commercial that promote Visit Indonesia 2009, it's just a little but it could gives you the picture about Indonesia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iLaTDP3j3sw"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iLaTDP3j3sw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and if you again ask me why? because I heart Indonesia FULL and am proud to be Indonesian :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-8731413645631524845?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8731413645631524845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-so-special-about-indonesia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/8731413645631524845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/8731413645631524845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-so-special-about-indonesia.html' title='what so special about INDONESIA?'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-1144654881294648358</id><published>2009-07-20T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T06:07:13.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>someone just press DELETE on me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Never had in mind that I will feel this sadness again. and that's because of 1 person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and never realize that 1 person is important to me, at least until he deletes me from his FB friendlist. yet, he also deletes me from his YM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Actually, I never check 1 by 1 of my friendlist in FB. I noticed he's no longer become my friend when I played Pet Society and he's no longer become my neighbour (see, he's not even that important). I checked my friends, and I didn't find him! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I send message on his YM but he didn't reply anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then I texted to him, he didn't reply that too until couple hours later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and his message was kinda rude. he just said yes, but he didn't explain why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When 3 days ago my ex said that I'm no longer become his friend in FB because his girlfriend deleted me from his friendlist. and it's SO OKAY for me. really do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but this -ohhowimportantpersonyouare- makes me sad. I can't even sleep well. arghhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so shocked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when I quote &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;"you never know when someone press PLAY on your paused life" &lt;/span&gt;I never thought that the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;DELETE &lt;/span&gt;button is also in there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and he just press &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;DELETE &lt;/span&gt;on me. really ruined our so-called friendship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thanks ngga, for everything you have said and done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;not so cheers tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-1144654881294648358?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1144654881294648358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/07/someone-just-press-delete-on-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/1144654881294648358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/1144654881294648358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/07/someone-just-press-delete-on-me.html' title='someone just press DELETE on me'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-8589821534114560780</id><published>2009-07-18T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T09:59:30.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince (not a review just my point of view)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;everybody might know that is the title of the sixth Harry Potter movie that just released recently. It's not a review nor a summary, just an opinion from someone who really like the book. one of my favorite book if  I may say. so if you happen to think this is a review, you could just stop read from this point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;finally, this movie go to public. after a year of waiting. yes, this movie should release last year, but because of the Twilight movie, the Warner Bros as the home production was postpone it. they  scared that Harry Potter will gone under the "Twilight Fever". and yes they're right, "twilight fever" is all around the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but then HP 6 is released, many people feel disappointed.  and why so? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;people had waiting for too long but the movie seems standard. monotonous If I could quote from my friend status. days before I watch HP 6 movie, I read a lot of those status on Facebook how they feel so dissapointed with the newest HP movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;from that, I couldn't expect more, but I should watch no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;then I watch it. and I like it. really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;though I watched it with my friend who always said that movie is too long, not good.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think so. I really enjoyed it. I really like how the details in the book is described well. and even in my thoughts, the movie isn't long enough to describe all of the details. like the prince, why the half blood prince named prince etc. but, I don't feel dissapointed. strange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;perhaps it's because I didn't expect much or I just really like the HP :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so if you don't want to feel the dissapointment, do not expect much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but if you already watched the movie and felt that, I suggest you to read the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;from the very beginning if you have to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;happy reading and watching and enjoying your long weekend ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-8589821534114560780?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8589821534114560780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-and-half-blood-prince-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/8589821534114560780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/8589821534114560780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-and-half-blood-prince-not.html' title='Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince (not a review just my point of view)'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-1897172466678679859</id><published>2009-07-14T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T00:06:54.963-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='far away'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistakes'/><title type='text'>Poor Lucky part 0.5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is a story about my dear far far away friend ..&lt;br /&gt;I know him since years ago, before he moved out to that far away kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;let's just call him Lucky, but his love life is not as lucky as his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lucky once had a girlfriend name eru. Eru and Lucky surely in love and they're seems meant for each other. Eru is Lucky high school mates, so he met her almost everyday. Eru is a cute little girl with many friends aroun her. and Lucky is a big funny boy and everyone really like him. Then, their love was blessed by everyone around them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but they were never thought that will be other side who didn't like their togetherness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;school. eru' parents. or perhaps, something else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one day, the school called lucky. he was interogated by school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;school : "do you have relationship with eru?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;lucky : "mmm.. yes. what's the matter?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;school : "and how long have you been with her?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;lucky : "almost a year. is there something wrong sir?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;school : "well, the problem is eru' family didn't like your relationship. could you just break up with her?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lucky feels confused. in his mind there's voice said "hey why school is now also taking care of somebody' relationship?" but he didn't say that out loud. it's not polite and he knows it eventhough he really want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;lucky : "No I dont want that sir, I like her a lot."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;school : "You have to break up with her. end of discussion. You may leave kid."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lucky left the teacher' room, he couldn't back to his class. he couldn't think clear. so he better just went to cafetaria and wait there if eru will come there as they always meet everyday after class. "yes, I will wait for her here. just 1 more hours" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-1897172466678679859?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1897172466678679859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/07/poor-lucky-part-05.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/1897172466678679859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/1897172466678679859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/07/poor-lucky-part-05.html' title='Poor Lucky part 0.5'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-8683830009354949136</id><published>2009-07-14T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T01:44:21.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>f.r.i.e.n.d.s</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/SlxDtvw22DI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NWxwYE-LpKE/s1600-h/CIMG2770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/SlxDtvw22DI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NWxwYE-LpKE/s320/CIMG2770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358232109858609202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ahh actually I dont want to upload picture of me heee~ but I really like this picture and every picture tells story anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we're friends since highschool but in this frame, minus Nana -went to Bangka when we're taking this pic- and Tya - I make a post for and about her later on-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love u alwaysssss girls *bisous*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-8683830009354949136?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8683830009354949136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/07/friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/8683830009354949136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/8683830009354949136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/07/friends.html' title='f.r.i.e.n.d.s'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/SlxDtvw22DI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NWxwYE-LpKE/s72-c/CIMG2770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-4253499389433039002</id><published>2009-07-13T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T05:54:20.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>men and love or men in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;today, my highschool friend made a call and shared his painful broken heart story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;he was so sad that his ex (and he still mentioned that the woman as his gf) is close to another guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;he never thought that she could do that to him, by this I mean move on from him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so sad to hear him like that because, he seems so fragile and try to keep his tears coming out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;in fact he's a tough and silly guy I ever know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;another guy, my college friend, called me the day before when I was about to go to Karo event. yeahh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;he told me that he's in a shocked-depressed condition that he never felt that before. and it's because someone said that his ex -again- is going to get married in two weeks. whew~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;when he heard the news, he couldn't sleep, think clear, or do whatever right.  he thought that girl will come back to him after all. ahh what happend to you guys, to be so confident about yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;just remember back then when some friend tell me about the differences between men and women when it deals with heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;men with their 9 logics and 1 feeling while women with their 9 feelings and 1 logic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;women crying all the times when they are sad, happy, or having broken heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and actually by that, women learn how to face it so when the problems come she knows the solution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;but when men having broken heart -with someone he really in love- his logics covered by his feeling and couldn't think right. and sometimes confused how to face it, because they're not use to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and it makes me sad when I could only say "dont worry, time will heal your broken heart" and you guys feel dissapointed because there's no magic thing that could remove straight away your broken heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so boys, get use to it okay ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-4253499389433039002?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4253499389433039002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/07/men-and-love-or-men-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/4253499389433039002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/4253499389433039002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/07/men-and-love-or-men-in-love.html' title='men and love or men in love'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021691140769021703.post-3499167444321789871</id><published>2009-07-12T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T05:48:24.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just the beginning. hello!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;this is my first blog. yippie! soooo excited. though I kinda confuse what should I write here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I should've asked my friends who are experts and been here before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;but I'm still happy~ yeyy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;well, my daily activity is a little bit boringggg. I come to office, sit in front of my laptop, check emails, do facebook, update status in twitter, chat in my YM with friends who have real works to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and today, I decided to begin my desire since little. I want to be a writer. any kind of writer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and make my life not that meaningless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and this is just my beginning. hope I could write something more meaningful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;yaiks, what the meaning of those meaning meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;-lune-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6021691140769021703-3499167444321789871?l=cheesywriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3499167444321789871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-beginning-hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/3499167444321789871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6021691140769021703/posts/default/3499167444321789871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesywriter.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-beginning-hello.html' title='just the beginning. hello!'/><author><name>cheesy-writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10471007006654999378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBW7wSAfsgk/Slq7enjJoEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kVtnAAr71uA/S220/1_onion_head_avatars_21.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
