<?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-6032746961860996072</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:01:09.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbanged Mind</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-4771648218490156576</id><published>2010-03-25T21:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:28:18.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S6w309r66AI/AAAAAAAAAIA/lNqrHwWP8rs/s1600/LEE+GAZE%21.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S6Xy3QomA-I/AAAAAAAAAHY/MpnJuF3TxQQ/s400/24400_345215170487_200560510487_3668382_2762428_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451029955173811170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-30267050936557978?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/30267050936557978/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/03/lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/30267050936557978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/30267050936557978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/03/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S6Xy3QomA-I/AAAAAAAAAHY/MpnJuF3TxQQ/s72-c/24400_345215170487_200560510487_3668382_2762428_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-2550884439039940639</id><published>2010-03-21T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T03:18:45.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S6XybgRQScI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/9tEsKfgpJ_I/s1600-h/22068_270613640487_200560510487_3433186_7332112_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S6XybgRQScI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/9tEsKfgpJ_I/s400/22068_270613640487_200560510487_3433186_7332112_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451029478334548418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-2550884439039940639?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/2550884439039940639/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/03/boredom.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2550884439039940639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2550884439039940639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/03/boredom.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S6XybgRQScI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/9tEsKfgpJ_I/s72-c/22068_270613640487_200560510487_3433186_7332112_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-3303276019781316175</id><published>2010-03-20T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T22:35:52.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get a logic</title><content type='html'>You, are, treasure.&lt;br /&gt;You, are, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; treasure.&lt;br /&gt;Treasure, is, shiny.&lt;br /&gt;Treasure, shines, so bright.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, can, see, the shine.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, wants, shiny treasure.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, wants, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, does not, want, to lose, their, treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How can you asking me why I'm scared? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-3303276019781316175?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/3303276019781316175/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/03/get-logic.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3303276019781316175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3303276019781316175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/03/get-logic.html' title='Get a logic'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-3048730636034693050</id><published>2010-03-06T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T21:58:12.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"Nggak ada yang jelek di hidup ini. Ketika dunia masih terang, kamu bisa lihat sinar matahari dan indahnya langit yang biru. Dan ketika semua mulai gelap, kamu bisa melihat jutaan bintang terang yang bersinar dan gemerlap jutaan lampu kota." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-3048730636034693050?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/3048730636034693050/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/03/nggak-ada-yang-jelek-di-hidup-ini.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3048730636034693050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3048730636034693050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/03/nggak-ada-yang-jelek-di-hidup-ini.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-5492784159236599761</id><published>2010-03-06T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T06:43:23.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:180%;" &gt;"Kamu, akan selalu, menjadi insipirasi-ku." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-5492784159236599761?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/5492784159236599761/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/03/kamu-akan-selalu-menjadi-insipirasi-ku.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/5492784159236599761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/5492784159236599761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/03/kamu-akan-selalu-menjadi-insipirasi-ku.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-679253966240496418</id><published>2010-03-06T06:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T06:10:20.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Aku bener-bener ngerasa nggak berguna buat kamu,"&lt;br /&gt;"Kenapa kamu ngomong nya gitu? Nggak gitu kok."&lt;br /&gt;"Kamu liat dong, cinta, aku nggak bisa apa-apa."&lt;br /&gt;"Ya, mungkin, kamu nggak bisa ngelakuin apa yang semua orang bisa lakuin, tapi semua orang nggak ada yang bisa ngelakuin apa yang kamu lakuin. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're the one&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-679253966240496418?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/679253966240496418/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/03/aku-bener-bener-ngerasa-nggak-berguna.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/679253966240496418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/679253966240496418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/03/aku-bener-bener-ngerasa-nggak-berguna.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-434310877614750085</id><published>2010-03-06T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T06:02:49.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You forgot this simple things</title><content type='html'>"So baby be honest&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you wanted?&lt;br /&gt;We lost what we started&lt;br /&gt;And found out much more than we want to know&lt;br /&gt;About how we're letting go."&lt;br /&gt;Bruised and Scarred, Mayday Parade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-434310877614750085?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/434310877614750085/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-forgot-this-simple-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/434310877614750085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/434310877614750085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-forgot-this-simple-things.html' title='You forgot this simple things'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-5633145373733768183</id><published>2010-03-06T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T05:53:25.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;"Sayang, satu hal yang baru aku sadari, aku bahkan nggak bisa menyalahkan kamu jika kamu nggak sayang lagi sama aku. Lihat, nggak ada yang salah dari itu. Betapa cinta egois sekali, ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-5633145373733768183?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/5633145373733768183/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/03/one.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/5633145373733768183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/5633145373733768183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/03/one.html' title='One'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-6329999027956738875</id><published>2010-02-14T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T05:13:49.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Martinsaid........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f14jI5aII/AAAAAAAAAG4/vNjmtP_yBe0/s1600-h/IMG_0823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f14jI5aII/AAAAAAAAAG4/vNjmtP_yBe0/s400/IMG_0823.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438085426927200386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Ahh come on, Bryan, she is mine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f2cQ-x7cI/AAAAAAAAAHA/vgnyY2TfTn4/s1600-h/IMG_0826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f2cQ-x7cI/AAAAAAAAAHA/vgnyY2TfTn4/s400/IMG_0826.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438086040528219586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Oooh finally she's coming home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f25vxDVFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/knyQqKkxzfw/s1600-h/IMG_0819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f25vxDVFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/knyQqKkxzfw/s400/IMG_0819.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438086547008345170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Let's congrats that hug. Yaaaay!"&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/6032746961860996072-6329999027956738875?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/6329999027956738875/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/02/martinsaid.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/6329999027956738875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/6329999027956738875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/02/martinsaid.html' title='Martinsaid........'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f14jI5aII/AAAAAAAAAG4/vNjmtP_yBe0/s72-c/IMG_0823.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-5026412501039106040</id><published>2010-01-17T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T06:27:58.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice?</title><content type='html'>"Iya gue ngerti kok rasanya." No you didn't. Lo bukan dukun. Kita beda.&lt;br /&gt;"Sabar yaa..." Udah abis kesabaran gue, ngerti?&lt;br /&gt;"Banyak kok cowok yang lebih baik dari dia." Iya tapi yang lebih sempurna nggak ada&lt;br /&gt;"Kita ini masih muda, nikmatin hidup aja." Dia lah hidup gue&lt;br /&gt;"Dia udah brengsek gitu sama lo." Dia udah menyayangi gue dengan tulus juga&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-5026412501039106040?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/5026412501039106040/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/advice.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/5026412501039106040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/5026412501039106040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/advice.html' title='Advice?'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-4410551444177317930</id><published>2010-01-16T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T06:19:03.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Wish</title><content type='html'>G: Selamat ulang taun ya sayang :-*&lt;br /&gt;B: Makasih ya sayaaaang&lt;br /&gt;G: Iya hehe sama sama&lt;br /&gt;G: ..................&lt;br /&gt;B: .....................&lt;br /&gt;B: Kok gitu doang sih doa nya mana?&lt;br /&gt;G: Iya makanya kamu jangan away dulu&lt;br /&gt;B: Iya ini udah ga away&lt;br /&gt;G: Nih ya. Sekarang kan kamu udah 15 taun, aku udah ga punya pangeran kecil lagi, karena pangeran kecilku sekarang udah besar.&lt;br /&gt;B: Iya&lt;br /&gt;G: Pangeran kecil aku udah berubah jadi raja yang bakal memimpin negrinya. Semoga raja nya selalu bisa memimpin negri nya dengan baik, karena aku tau dia pasti bisa.&lt;br /&gt;B: Amiiiiiiiiin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-4410551444177317930?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/4410551444177317930/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/birthday-wish.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4410551444177317930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4410551444177317930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/birthday-wish.html' title='Birthday Wish'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-1099252762628078212</id><published>2010-01-16T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T05:57:39.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Wanted Dating Me Version</title><content type='html'>1. Lokasi: Kolam Renang sekitar rumah aja&lt;br /&gt;Waktu: Malam hari&lt;br /&gt;Kegiatan: Ngobrol2 berdua, sekadar nyemplungin kaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Lokasi: Bandara&lt;br /&gt;Waktu: Malam&lt;br /&gt;Kegiatan:Ngeliatin pesawat melandas atau lepas landas, sama lampu-lampunya yang bagus, sambil senderan. Nggak perlu bicara banyak, cukup dengan rangkulan, menikmati pemandangannya berdua aja. Aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Lokasi: Outdoor club (pinggir pantai)&lt;br /&gt;Waktu: Malam hari&lt;br /&gt;Kegiatan:Nari2 bareng, ketawa2, gokil2an.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Lokasi: Market&lt;br /&gt;Waktu: Siang hari&lt;br /&gt;Kegiatan: Belanja makanan atau apa lah yang enak. Latian kalo udah berumah tangga, milih2 toples buat dirumah, kursi, lemari, dll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Lokasi: Jakarta&lt;br /&gt;Waktu: Malam hari&lt;br /&gt;Kegiatan:Keliling2 kota Jakarta seharian bareng pacar dan temen2. Asik2an, makan di pinggir jalan seadanya karena laper apapun enak, menikmati udara malam, menikmati masa muda, dan hidup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-1099252762628078212?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/1099252762628078212/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/most-wanted-dating-me-version.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/1099252762628078212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/1099252762628078212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/most-wanted-dating-me-version.html' title='Most Wanted Dating Me Version'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-4570320220928174587</id><published>2010-01-16T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T00:44:03.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing Love</title><content type='html'>Wondering why, banyak orang pacaran buka-bukaan gitu aja di depan umum. Apa nggak ngerasa risih ya diliatin orang. Dan kayanya nggak ada romantis-romantisnya. Bukannya lebih romantis kalo dinikmatin berdua aja. Disimpen berdua. Dirasain berdua. CUMA berdua. Karena kan cinta nya punya berdua, bukan punya orang lain, dan terlalu berharga untuk dibagi-bagi ke orang lain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-4570320220928174587?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/4570320220928174587/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/sharing-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4570320220928174587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4570320220928174587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/sharing-love.html' title='Sharing Love'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-4540339441396456136</id><published>2010-01-09T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:16:31.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;"Oh where, oh where, can my baby be? The lord took her away from me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;She's gone to heaven so I've got to be good. So I can see my baby when I leave this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;-Pearl Jam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-4540339441396456136?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/4540339441396456136/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-kiss.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4540339441396456136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4540339441396456136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-kiss.html' title='Last Kiss'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-8837049544217366381</id><published>2010-01-08T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T07:39:55.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Jujur sampe detik ini aku masih ragu, kamu itu manusia apa dewa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Hidup manusia itu emang kayak ban mobil, kadang di atas dan kadang dibawah. Berputar terus. Tapi jangan lupa ban mobil juga perlu berhenti, dan yang dibawah akan terus berada di bawah untuk waktu yang lama---&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;atau &lt;/span&gt;bahkan selamanya." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"Luka ini nggak akan berhenti berdarah, jadi jangan kaget kalau suatu saat nanti kamu menemukan aku &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kehabisan &lt;/span&gt;darah." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I loved you. Kurasa kamu ngerti. 'ed' nya. Atau 'you' nya mungkin?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &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/6032746961860996072-8837049544217366381?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/8837049544217366381/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8837049544217366381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8837049544217366381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/truth.html' title='Random Truth'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-1881804303759562531</id><published>2010-01-08T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T06:52:02.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"Perasaan yang paling hebat yang pernah gue rasain, itu waktu kita duduk bersebelahan di mobil lo, dan tangan lo merangkul gue dengan hangat, dan gue merasa sangat aman. Terus gue kedinginan karena kena AC yang langsung kena muka gue, dan lo langsung beranjak dari duduk lo dan lo melepas rangkulan lo sebentar buat ngarahin AC--walaupun sebenernya lo bisa melakukan itu tanpa melepas rangkulan lo karena gue merasa sangat hampa--lalu duduk lagi dan merangkul gue lagi. Rasanya tuh seperti lagi di ajak terbang jalan-jalan di langit, terus tiba2 lo melepas pegangan lo dan gue terjun bebas ke bawah, tapi belom sampe gue menyentuh tanah, gue sudah aman kembali di pelukan lo dan terbang lagi. Hebat." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-1881804303759562531?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/1881804303759562531/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/perasaan-yang-paling-hebat-yang-pernah.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/1881804303759562531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/1881804303759562531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/perasaan-yang-paling-hebat-yang-pernah.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-7036709169436199659</id><published>2010-01-03T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T04:29:28.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LIVE FOR THIS LITTLE THINGY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S0CNoi8nl0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZunJdFi_vHg/s1600-h/img-thing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" 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href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-live-for-this-little-thingy.html' title='I LIVE FOR THIS LITTLE THINGY'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S0CNoi8nl0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZunJdFi_vHg/s72-c/img-thing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-5547781244938770996</id><published>2010-01-02T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T04:08:06.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of course she can forget her boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because her boyfriend never promise her to play and sing You've Got A friend In Me on piano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because her boyfriend never bring her a Mocca cake to her house in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because she never see her boyfriend did hattrick and became a hero on a soccer match &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because she never give her boyfriend a gum every Wednesday to stop his smoking habbit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because she never see her boyfriend play bass with so well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because they never watch funny videos together and laugh so hard in public&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because they never have fun like we always did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because they are them, She is her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;And because she doesn't love her boyfriend like I love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-5547781244938770996?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/5547781244938770996/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-course-she-can-forget-her-boyfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/5547781244938770996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/5547781244938770996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-course-she-can-forget-her-boyfriend.html' title='Of course she can forget her boyfriend'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-7532969378746539450</id><published>2010-01-01T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T19:49:34.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Its like I waited my whole life, For this one night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Its gon be me you and the dance floor&lt;/span&gt; Cuz we only got one night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Double your pleasure Double you fun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And dance forever ever ever&lt;/span&gt; Forever ever ever Forever ever ever"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Chris Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-7532969378746539450?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/7532969378746539450/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link 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style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;"And I'm getting bored waiting around you,&lt;br /&gt;we're not getting any younger,&lt;br /&gt;and I won't look back cause there's no use,&lt;br /&gt;it's time to move forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel no sympathy, you live inside a cave&lt;br /&gt;you barely get by, the rest of us are trying&lt;br /&gt;no need to apologize, I've got no time for feeling sorry."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;-Paramore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-1647610720321234187?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/1647610720321234187/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/feeling-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/1647610720321234187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/1647610720321234187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/feeling-sorry.html' title='Feeling Sorry'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-3820413848463402073</id><published>2010-01-01T02:09:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T02:17:49.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can go the distance, 2010.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/Sz3LlyRW3xI/AAAAAAAAAGA/kWN0g5IhWvE/s1600-h/DSC04740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/Sz3LlyRW3xI/AAAAAAAAAGA/kWN0g5IhWvE/s400/DSC04740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421713376434118418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-3820413848463402073?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/3820413848463402073/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-can-go-distance-2010_01.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3820413848463402073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3820413848463402073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-can-go-distance-2010_01.html' title='I can go the distance, 2010.'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/Sz3LlyRW3xI/AAAAAAAAAGA/kWN0g5IhWvE/s72-c/DSC04740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-8280094359786912259</id><published>2009-12-30T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T06:56:55.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"He got his own sound in my life and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you know nothing, so shut the fuck up&lt;/span&gt;, bitch." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If truth and dare game could bring my lips back to yours,&lt;/span&gt; I'm in." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-8280094359786912259?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/8280094359786912259/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/12/he-got-his-own-sound-in-my-life-and-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8280094359786912259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8280094359786912259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/12/he-got-his-own-sound-in-my-life-and-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-4183204167140341068</id><published>2009-12-28T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T20:35:54.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prognostic</title><content type='html'>Suatu hari kelas gue pernah minta ramalin guru geografi kita yang kebetulan ajaib 0.0 Semua nya minta diramalin dari sifat sampe ramalan cinta oke terdengar syirik tapi selama ini sih gue gapernah percaya ramalan apapun. Mungkin gue emang sering baca cuma ga pernah gue inget2, kecuali ramalan si guru gue ini yang paling JLEB BLESSSSSSSSSSSS di otak dan hati, tapi setengah jiwa gue bener2 nolak ramalan yang ini. Waktu di ramalin soal sifat beliau bilang &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Kamu itu kalo udah sebel sama orang udah susah buat di maafin." &lt;/span&gt; DAMN RIGHT. Siapapun itu yang mengganggu ketentraman hidup gue atau hidup orang yang gue sayangin bener2 gue blacklist sampe kapan tau dan bukan ga mungkin kalo gue suatu saat bakal bales dendam walaupun udah berabad2 lamanya. Yang itu bener banget. Terus ramalan kedua, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gue bakal masuk ipa. &lt;/span&gt; Hmm sebut saja penyemangat. Kalo ga masuk ipa pj jg gue pindah yes. Yang ketiga, ramalan soal cinta. Hm nah ini..... kata si guru: "Kamu itu banyak yang seneng, cuma kamu itu pemilih," so far ADA yang bener lah gue memang pemilih. Sangat. Terus gue nanya nanti gue bakal menikah sama itu atau enggak, dan jawabannya......... "Nggak, nanti kamu bakal mikirin perekonomian nya waktu kuliah." DENG DENG. Refleks gue langsung keluar "TAPI PAK KAN DIA NANTI MASUK BISNIS!!!" mengingat gue ancur di ekonomi hm. Tapi jawabannya tetep enggak. Dan balik ke dunia nyata, salah satu ramalan si guru ada yang terbukti salah sekarang. Well, emang harus nya gue gausah stres mikirin ramalan. Yang namanya ramalan kan RAMALAN belom tentu bener dan gue lebih baik live life aja nikmatin apa yang udah ada. Dan seandainya nanti ramalan itu bener gue hanya akan ketawa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-4183204167140341068?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/4183204167140341068/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/12/prognostic.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4183204167140341068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4183204167140341068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/12/prognostic.html' title='Prognostic'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-6773384298202798456</id><published>2009-12-26T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:52:52.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 2010</title><content type='html'>2009 is going down, and everybody's talking about new year new life and bunch of hopes. Sebenernya ga ngaruh kan mau 2010 kek mau 5 hari lagi bulan januari kek mau bulan oktober kek kita tetep banyak berharap akan sesuatu. Dan new year juga bukan sumur pengabul permintaan yang bikin hidup kita lebih mudah. Well it depends on ourselves. What could we do to make our life goes better and easier. Kapan pun itu mau taun baru atau enggak, kita tetep harus membuat hidup kita lebih baik, untuk yang mau.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-6773384298202798456?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/6773384298202798456/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/6773384298202798456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/6773384298202798456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-2010.html' title='2009 2010'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-4472080135095461640</id><published>2009-12-25T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T02:14:30.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If a picture can talk, what did it say to you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/SzSQEAXVaMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/kwW67siYM-M/s1600-h/DSC02090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/SzSQEAXVaMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/kwW67siYM-M/s320/DSC02090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419114650125297858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-4472080135095461640?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/4472080135095461640/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-picture-can-talk-what-did-it-say-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4472080135095461640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4472080135095461640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-picture-can-talk-what-did-it-say-to.html' title='If a picture can talk, what did it say to you?'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/SzSQEAXVaMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/kwW67siYM-M/s72-c/DSC02090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-8116348215813728325</id><published>2009-12-24T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T04:56:51.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Made For Each Other</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.aolcdn.com/aolr/gilmore-girls-400-020607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.aolcdn.com/aolr/gilmore-girls-400-020607.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-8116348215813728325?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/8116348215813728325/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/12/made-for-each-other.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8116348215813728325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8116348215813728325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/12/made-for-each-other.html' title='Made For Each Other'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-3036342288436515454</id><published>2009-12-23T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:22:40.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to or Fuck Internet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pikiran yang ini baru muncul barusan, ketika gue hendak men-deactivate-kan fb gue dan mendelete msn dan twitter lama gue. Gue setuju internet bikin hidup kita jauh lebih mudah, tapi apa iya? Memang semua ada positif dan negatif nya, tapi sisi negatif dari internet ini bikin hidup gue juga jatoh drastis. Dari internet ya kita emang tau segala nya termasuk KALO GEBETAN KITA JADIAN SAMA ORANG LAIN or SOMEBODY'S TALKING ABOUT US BEHIND atau PACAR SELINGKUH. Emang berjasa, karena fb kita jadi tau dia jadian, tp liat dong efeknya; bisa nangis bermalem2 karena itu. Misalkan aja gini, kita gatau pacar selingkuh tp tiba2 kita menemukan foto dia mesra sama cewe lain, sakit nya woy jedar jeder belom entar ternyata itu ternyata sodaranya. Bandingin kalo kita di kasih tau seseorang kalo dia selingkuh baru liat buktinya. Bukannya lebih mudah diterima ya? Dan lagi gue capek akan twitter. Enak sih ngebacot dan orang2 ga berhak protes karena itu twitter dan kalo gasuka tinggal unfollow gampang kan? Toh twitter bukan ajang banyak2an followers numpang eksis dll. jadi gue ga peduli followers gue berkurang apa tinggal dikit. Tapi capek nggak liat bacotan orang2? Rasanya kaya ada di keramaian dan privasi gue keganggu. Dan gue capek liat orang nge RT banyak bgt dan cuma bales "haha" "hehe" "hihi" "ooh" "oke" "sip" doang. Pengen un follow tapi gaenak nanti dikira apa (basic on what i say kalo gasuka tinggal unfollow) Wondering what if twitter punya motto "You, you. Me, me" Gue gue elo elo HAHA oke ngelawak yang bener kan You Are You, I am Me ya gak kalo salah ya maaf. Tapi mau gimana dunia udah terlalu bergantung sama internet. Apalagi tugas sekolah yang sampe bikin gue harus pulang buru2 jam 10 buat nyelesaiin tugas yang tenggat waktunya jam 12 dan HARUS LEWAT EMAIL. Fuck that.&lt;br /&gt;Belom internet lelet yang bikin gue naik pitam MATI. Bukan nyalahin internet sih tapi gue capek akan dunia maya. Pengen hidup real dan bebas dan bener2 gatau apa yang terjadi di dunia maya karena hidup cuma sebentar ya apalagi gue ini hm gue mau nikmatin hidup yang bener2 hidup, dan kita bisa lah nyari temen nyata, bukan 1000 temen fb tapi dibenci di dunia nyata? Because life is real, life isn't about twitter and fb. Plus, pacaran di fb atau twitter bukannya ga seru ya gabisa nyentuh meluk apalagi nyium. Dan mungkin ini juga yg bikin gue kurang suka blackberry yang internetnya gresssss. Karena gue gapake blackberry dan temen2 gue pake dan mereka asik sama bb nya dan gue? Cukup kelaut mungkin. However gue berusaha ngurangin pemakaian internet, walaupun bosen mati gue cari kegiatan lain. Kumpul sama temen2 lama yang sekarang sangat sangat gue kangenin maybe? :D&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/6032746961860996072-3036342288436515454?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/3036342288436515454/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanks-to-or-fuck-internet.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3036342288436515454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3036342288436515454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanks-to-or-fuck-internet.html' title='Thanks to or Fuck Internet?'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-8887353866036409656</id><published>2009-12-12T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T06:10:33.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow. It seems like something has gone now. I'm livin my life tho. But i got no more big plans for my future. And it's not a negative thinking. I dont want to spend my life wondering my bright damned future or even my worst nightmare while everybody's laughing cheerfully around me. Not anymore. I want to treat my life as my first and last day on earth, to be alive. So I can appreciate every second I live, and every empty breath i take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, i lost something a couple of weeks ago. It's my reason to live longer. My reason to say life is beautiful. Life isn't. It isn't.&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/6032746961860996072-8887353866036409656?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/8887353866036409656/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/12/big-changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8887353866036409656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8887353866036409656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/12/big-changes.html' title='Big Changes'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-1092139854994400922</id><published>2009-10-16T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T06:50:52.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello again</title><content type='html'>Whooooo long time no blogging! I think I'm gonna make it fresh and new, or should i make a new blog? No? Okay. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is everybody okay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-1092139854994400922?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/1092139854994400922/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/1092139854994400922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/1092139854994400922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-again.html' title='Hello again'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-8265180100073288980</id><published>2009-07-17T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:11:46.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Will Find A Way~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In a perfect world One we've never known We would never need to face the world alone  They can have the world We'll create our own I may not be brave or strong or smart But somewhere in my secret heart  I know Love will find a way Anywhere I go I'm home If you are there beside me  Like dark turning into day Somehow we'll come through Now that I've found you Love will find a way  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was so afraid Now I realize Love is never wrong And so it never dies  There's a perfect world Shining in your eyes  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And if only they could feel it too The happiness I feel with you  They'd know Love will find a way Anywhere we go We're home If we are there together  Like dark turning into day Somehow we'll come through Now that I've found you Love will find a way  I know love will find a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:100%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/6032746961860996072-8265180100073288980?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/8265180100073288980/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-will-find-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8265180100073288980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8265180100073288980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-will-find-way.html' title='Love Will Find A Way~'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-9143830436922663650</id><published>2009-07-17T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T03:51:11.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is when my heart is screaming</title><content type='html'>"Kamu minta aku buat jadi diri aku sendiri, &lt;div&gt;tapi kamu minta aku untuk begini dan begitu. &lt;div&gt;Jadi kamu mau aku jd apa? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku yang versi aku tapi kamu benci, atau aku yang bukan aku tapi kamu sayang? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku tau nggak ada yang bisa sayang sama aku kayak apa yang kamu lakuin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi aku juga butuh seseorang yang bisa sayang sama aku apa adanya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kamu minta aku untuk jaga kepercayaan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi kamu sendiri sering bohong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gimana aku selalu bisa percaya sama kamu, Sayang? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kamu minta aku buat tersenyum di hati kamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walaupun kamu ga peduli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa itu senyum aku karena pelampiasanku ke kamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Atau senyum karena kamu punya uang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kamu tau kan aku nggak butuh apa apa dari kamu? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku cuma mau kamu seneng, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan aku juga seneng liat kamu seneng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kamu minta aku untuk jangan buat kamu sakit hati?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inget apa yang kamu bilang malem itu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Aku nggak pernah ngerasa di sakitin," &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan sekarang kamu nyalahin aku? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gitu cara kamu? Menyalahkan aku di akhir? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kamu minta aku untuk tetep sama kamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selamanya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku tau aku yakin bisa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi aku ngerasa kehilangan kamu sekarang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku mau kamu yang dulu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mungkin orang memang berubah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku juga pasti berubah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi ini aku, yang kamu minta jadi diri aku sendiri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan tetap kamu salahin? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kamu minta aku untuk sayang sama kamu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kamu tau kan aku paling nggak bisa jawab &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalo ada yang nanya kenapa aku sayang sama kamu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa yang aku minta dari kamu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa yang aku banggain dari kamu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku nggak minta apa-apa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku bangga sama kamu karena itu KAMU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku nggak punya alesan kenapa aku sayang sama kamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan kurasa, emang itu yang namanya sayang.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya kan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asal kamu tau&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waktu kamu di sebelahku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku lupa kamu itu orang hebat di atas lapangan hijau waktu itu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku lupa kamu itu orang hebat di atas panggung siang itu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku cuma liat kamu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuma kamu yang aku sayang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku seneng bisa kenal kamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kamu udah ngajarin aku banyak hal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kamu tunjukkin aku gimana dunia sebenernya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kamu mungkin nggak sadar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi kamu udah ngajarin aku apa itu arti sayang sebenernya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Untuk sekarang, aku ngerasa hidup aku cuma buat kamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku nggak peduli apa kata orang-orang sekarang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mungkin aku udah gila, karena aku baru deket sama satu orang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaitu kamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan aku nggak bisa berpaling ke yang lain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mungkin aku bakal nyesel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku udah ribuan kali ngerasain apa itu menyesal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku tau suatu saat, kamu pasti sadar akan sesuatu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku tau mungkin akan lama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku tau itu sangat akan memakan waktu aku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dimana aku bisa sama yang lain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi aku lebih milih sama kamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cinta pertama ku.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi kamu pasti tau yang satu ini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iya, kamu tau kok,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kamu tau,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku sayang kamu. "&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/6032746961860996072-9143830436922663650?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/9143830436922663650/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-when-my-heart-is-screaming.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/9143830436922663650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/9143830436922663650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-when-my-heart-is-screaming.html' title='This is when my heart is screaming'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-3337723869991736857</id><published>2009-07-17T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T02:03:26.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, Love, and You</title><content type='html'>Last night, I had some conflict. It drove me crazy i swear but I just learnt something from it. Well, now I know what is I LOVE YOU. Actually, Me, Love, and You. &lt;div&gt;I just realized if say it, we should be mean it. It's not only a word. I know you know love. And I know love has thousands of meaning, but for me, it means so deep, and it's so hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I: It means really you. You never fake yourself, and always act like your age, and it's truly "ME". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love: Love has nothing. It's only love. Love. L-O-V-E. Love is immortal, love has no rule, love has no eyes or ears or anything like you, love doesn't want anything from something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And You: You are you. And we don't want anything from our love. And we SHOULD love them as what they are now. Don't need to ask something from them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what I got. &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/6032746961860996072-3337723869991736857?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/3337723869991736857/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-love-and-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3337723869991736857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3337723869991736857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-love-and-you.html' title='Me, Love, and You'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-4935131855499866405</id><published>2009-07-08T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T05:44:30.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I must stickwitu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;Nobody gonna love me better&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you forever.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody gonna take me higher&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you.&lt;br /&gt;You know how to appreciate me&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you, my baby.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"......Pertama kali, deket sama orang, langsung 2 taun..." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm missing you so much. You know it. You do :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-4935131855499866405?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/4935131855499866405/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-must-stickwitu.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4935131855499866405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4935131855499866405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-must-stickwitu.html' title='I must stickwitu'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-5005709752031740482</id><published>2009-06-30T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:55:48.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A walking dead</title><content type='html'>Yeah. That's what I am now. I'm moving, but I had no soul that lives in. My feeling has dead last evening. I dont know which one is real, dream, fact, or fiction. I dont know what is right and wrong. I couldn't hold any longer. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And when the clock strike to twelve, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will you find another boy to kiss and tell? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cause you know I never will."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Five Minute To Midnight - Boys Like Girls&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/6032746961860996072-5005709752031740482?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/5005709752031740482/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/walking-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/5005709752031740482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/5005709752031740482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/walking-dead.html' title='A walking dead'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-1195935507094492206</id><published>2009-06-27T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T09:00:25.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:-l</title><content type='html'>Dear my dear, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This letter is about my apologize. Yes, I want to tell the truth about what have been sounding in my head lately, all this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe I've said that I will forget it all.  My pain, and yours. Your fault, and my fault. But those things can't get out of my mind. It's always sounding and sounding in my head. And it's like teasing me that I'm not your best friend, your best girl. The best girl you've ever met. The fact is: I am not. Maybe I've said that we're gonna make a new life of us. But the only thing that I can't deny, You deserve someone better than me. You do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-1195935507094492206?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/1195935507094492206/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/l.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/1195935507094492206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/1195935507094492206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/l.html' title=':-l'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-9105656056748715969</id><published>2009-06-27T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T01:56:18.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Siberian Husky!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;D0 you know why do I want this dog so much? Because:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) When they were still young, they were such cute little puppies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNILA-CJJ_w/Rz7iRhRttdI/AAAAAAAAAQk/eie50auSQNg/s320/318359_siberian_husky_puppy_4.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Add Video" border="0" class="gl_video" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) And when they were all grown up, they became a handsome dogs. They're timeless to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dogfacts.org/Siberian-Husky-1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 379px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3) They are sooooo adoreable, warm, and lovely. Because they are family dogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.theage.com.au/ftage/ffximage/2008/12/16/husky__7__gallery__600x398.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 398px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.eyje.com/images/emimages/polar-bear-and-husky-playing.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 468px; height: 319px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.doobybrain.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/husky-polar-bear-play.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 385px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://rogerbourland.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/pb-and-husky.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 510px; height: 386px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.eyje.com/images/emimages/polar-bear-kissing-husky.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 468px; height: 309px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4) And the last reason is................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.allegrohuskies.com/huskcom_BecksDark_husky_Dog.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 476px; height: 629px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THEY ARE HOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6032746961860996072-9105656056748715969?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/9105656056748715969/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/siberian-husky.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/9105656056748715969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/9105656056748715969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/siberian-husky.html' title='Siberian Husky!'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNILA-CJJ_w/Rz7iRhRttdI/AAAAAAAAAQk/eie50auSQNg/s72-c/318359_siberian_husky_puppy_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-5806083830447744925</id><published>2009-06-25T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:21:42.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Los Angeles, CA</title><content type='html'>So, we lost our icon. Yep Michael Jackson. He is one of my dad's friend so my family go to LA this morning. And my mom and her BEP too. And also Bam, he came with Missy his wife. We'll gather the ceremony of his death. Adam and TBS just released their new album so they will be here too in an hour. It's a sad day for California because we lost two of our stars, Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawchett. RIP for them both. I'm going to dress up :'(  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Los Angeles, CA. Mom's old house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From our deepest sympathy, Travolta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-5806083830447744925?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/5806083830447744925/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/los-angeles-ca.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/5806083830447744925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/5806083830447744925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/los-angeles-ca.html' title='Los Angeles, CA'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-6938041159632069747</id><published>2009-06-25T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T22:56:37.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If friendship never die, then love is:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Immortal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Finally, I found the right word to describe the best what love is. Hell yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rana said: "If loving you is a wrong, I don't want to be right...." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-6938041159632069747?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/6938041159632069747/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-friendship-never-die-then-love-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/6938041159632069747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/6938041159632069747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-friendship-never-die-then-love-is.html' title='If friendship never die, then love is:'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-8967196293263444045</id><published>2009-06-24T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:23:57.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday - Boys Like Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When I was younger I used to be wild&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As wild as an elephant's child&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one could hold me down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one could keep me around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it's your turn, take a shot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby show me everything that you got&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe you can keep me alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe you can get in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's only a matter of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think I'll ever change &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm gonna stay the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A new starts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've broken too many hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't have ny clue where to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(FYI, this is my life at all. It's a fact)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-8967196293263444045?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/8967196293263444045/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/holiday-boys-like-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8967196293263444045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8967196293263444045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/holiday-boys-like-girls.html' title='Holiday - Boys Like Girls'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-646794644701922231</id><published>2009-06-23T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T03:36:39.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All of the wasted time &lt;div&gt;The Hours that we're left behind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The answer that we'll never find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They don't mean a thing tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-646794644701922231?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/646794644701922231/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-of-wasted-time-hours-that-were-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/646794644701922231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/646794644701922231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-of-wasted-time-hours-that-were-left.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-3474675664803401185</id><published>2009-06-22T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:34:43.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disenchanted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 48px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Well, I found this thing when I was searching for Disenchanted lyrics, by My Chemical Romance. Touche. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;"the guy loved a depressed girl. but how can he continue loving her if she can't love her own self. he's been trying to build her up but still, she's the one who makes her own life complicated. "she doesn't learn a goddamn thing", until he gave up and let her find her own way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-3474675664803401185?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/3474675664803401185/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/disenchanted.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3474675664803401185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3474675664803401185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/disenchanted.html' title='Disenchanted'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-6415678751548529083</id><published>2009-06-20T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T03:17:50.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angkatan 5, angkatanku; keluargaku :')</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hari pertama entah tanggal berapa aku sudah lupa, aku turun dari mobil ku dan menuju ke lobby depan, melihat papan masuk kelas manakah aku. Berebut, Berdesak2an dengan yang lain. Beberapa di antara mereka sangat aku kenal. Namun sebagian nya lagi, aku bahkan tidak tahu siapa nama mereka. Tampang nya tidak ada yang familier. Aku sendiri merasa ragu-ragu bisa kah aku berteman dengan mereka semua? Bisakah aku menghafal nama mereka semua? Kalau dipikir, mereka akan bersama ku 3 tahun. Waktu yang sangat cukup untuk mengenal mereka semua. 1 tahun terlewati, kita mulai saling mengenal. Kita bermain bersama, belajar, bercanda, berbagi senang, atau kesal. Tangis atau tawa. Manis atau pahit--------ralat, ganti kata "atau" dengan kata "dan" , karena tidak dapat dipungkiri, kita saling membagi keduanya bersama-sama. Aku masih menunggu kapan aku menjadi seorang anak kelas 3, karena tidak ada yang suka untuk menjadi yang paling junior di suatu lingkungan. Aku membayangkan bentangan bulan selama 3 tahun; 36 bulan? 1095 hari? Aku HARUS menunggu &lt;/i&gt;selama &lt;i&gt;itu?&lt;/i&gt; Tidak mungkin.&lt;i&gt;Tahun kedua, kita lebih saling mengenal, dan mulai merasa dekat satu sama lain. Mulai terasa kita hampir melewati itu semua. Dan kita sudah menjadi senior, walaupun masih menjadi junior. Tidak sedikit yang kita lewati, dan hari-hari ku pun mulai berubah. Aku sudah terbiasa melihat mereka semua di pagi hari, setiap hari. Sehingga terasa aneh jika tidak ada wajah-wajah mereka semua. Wajah teman-temanku, sahabatku; keluargaku. Tahun ketiga, dan disitulah aku sadar sesuatu yang sangat jelas: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Tidak ada tahun kedua lagi. Yang aku barusan lewati adalah 2 tahun terakhir ku bersama mereka, bukan tahun pertama atau kedua. Aku tidak akan dapat 2 tahun terakhir itu lagi. Dan sekarang, hanya tinggal setahun lagi aku bersama keluarga besarku ini. &lt;/span&gt;Entah bagaimana rasanya aku baru sadar ketika waktuku hanya tinggal setahun lagi. Bagaimana caranya aku dapat mempertahankan ini semua. Dan satu hal lagi, satu hal brengsek yang baru aku sadari di tahun terakhirku: &lt;/i&gt;Aku TAU mereka semua, tapi belum KENAL mereka semua. &lt;i&gt;Kenapa aku baru bisa menikmati hidup di saat aku HARUS berpisah dengan mereka? Tidakkah ada yang bisa memutar ulang sekali saja? 58 anak? Lima puluh tujuh wajah yang akan sangat kurindukan, bagian dari hidupku, darah dagingku. Merekalah hari-hari normalku yang memang seharusnya ada. Sedih, pasti. Tapi satu hal senang yang sangat besar akan mereka: senangnya bisa bersama mereka 3 tahun. 3 tahun yang cepat. Sialan. Rasanya baru beberapa hari yang lalu aku menghitung hari yang sangat panjang yang harus ku lewati, yang ternyata anugerah untukku. Yang mestinya dalam satu hari itu aku bisa kenal beberapa dari mereka, tapi hanya sebagian yang bisa ku kenal baik. &lt;/i&gt;3 tahun untuk selamanya&lt;i&gt;. 3 tahun nyata yang kini hanya akan bisa hidup di dalam ingatan ku. Bisakah aku mengulang lagi? Sekali saja. Tolong. Hari terakhir, wajah-wajah asing dulu, sekarang adalah wajah-wajah keluargaku. Dan harus berpisah lagi, dan menemui wajah-wajah asing lagi, memulai 3 tahun yang lain lagi.....dan merasa seperti ini lagi? Harusnya hidup memang seperti itu, tapi kenapa aku tidak mau? Akankah aku bertemu mereka lagi? Dan seandainya aku yang tidak bisa, maukah kalian--lima puluh tujuh anak--berada di sampingku, saat aku harus meninggalkan dunia nanti? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-6415678751548529083?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/6415678751548529083/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/angkatan-5-angkatanku-keluargaku.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/6415678751548529083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/6415678751548529083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/angkatan-5-angkatanku-keluargaku.html' title='Angkatan 5, angkatanku; keluargaku :&apos;)'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-805367798472157376</id><published>2009-06-18T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T08:30:47.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What goes on in my head right now</title><content type='html'>1) I'm desperately need a BROTHER&lt;div&gt;2) I want a puppy, not a dog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Hayley's red...............orange head! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Josh Farrrrrrrroooooooooooooooooooooo you're so hooot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Rooney. I dont know why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) READ BETWEEN THE LINES FINALLY I WATCHED YOU MARTIIIIIIIN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) Thunder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-805367798472157376?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/805367798472157376/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-goes-on-in-my-head-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/805367798472157376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/805367798472157376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-goes-on-in-my-head-right-now.html' title='What goes on in my head right now'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-8616042439283806515</id><published>2009-06-17T04:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:35:10.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk show? Talk blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q: What is love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A: Well, I'm not sure I've been there but I thought I have. So love is everything. It depends on your perspective And I guess love is a gift. I'm so thankfull if I'm in love, and somebody loves me too. Not everybody in this world had that both. And I think the most important thing in love is, because love is a gift then we should give it to other people too. And love is always gives, not asks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q: What is bitch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A: Oh god lord. Bitch is a......crap. I don't know much about that 'holy' creature, but I guess nobody like them, except they want something from the bitches. But if love ever touches those bitch lover too, "I hope that will puts you through hell" bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-8616042439283806515?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/8616042439283806515/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/talk-show-talk-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8616042439283806515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8616042439283806515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/talk-show-talk-blog.html' title='Talk show? Talk blog.'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-7958205707686572293</id><published>2009-06-14T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T06:22:00.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I couldn't stop to be annoying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I won't stop until you realized that is the time&lt;br /&gt;I found one new friend haha&lt;br /&gt;I can drive you insane&lt;br /&gt;I will find a way to break it all&lt;br /&gt;I am crazy in love with someone &lt;3&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/6032746961860996072-7958205707686572293?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/7958205707686572293/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/maybe.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/7958205707686572293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/7958205707686572293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/maybe.html' title='Maybe'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-8024896394718155764</id><published>2009-06-13T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T20:42:23.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.morphthing.com/showimage/2/0/0/10107326/Kristen-Stewart--Robert-Pattinson.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.morphthing.com/showimage/2/0/0/10107326/Kristen-Stewart--Robert-Pattinson.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SERIOUSLY IT'S HILARIOUS!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-8024896394718155764?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/8024896394718155764/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cant-take-it-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8024896394718155764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8024896394718155764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cant-take-it-anymore.html' title='I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-3352276181132155595</id><published>2009-06-13T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T07:13:04.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My only wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is seeing you again, with your laughter, HEALTHY. When you're okay everything's okay for me. I would replace you to feel those pain because I know you weren't born to get hurt, you were born to be loved :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Kisses and Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-3352276181132155595?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/3352276181132155595/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-only-wish.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3352276181132155595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3352276181132155595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-only-wish.html' title='My only wish'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-1157460796234238063</id><published>2009-06-12T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T01:01:28.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At The Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;We were strangers&lt;br /&gt;Starting out on a journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Never dreaming what we'd have to go through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now here we are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;And I'm suddenly standing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one told me I was going to find you Unexpected, what you did to my heart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I lost hope&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You were there to remind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And life is a road, and I want to keep going&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love is a river I want to keep flowing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Life is a road, now and forever&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll be there when the world stops turning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll be there when the storm is through&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;At the end I want to be standing at the beginning&lt;br /&gt;With you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were strangers On a crazy adventure&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Never dreaming how our dreams would come true, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Now here we stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Unafraid of the future&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knew there was somebody somewhere&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like me, &lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:180%;" &gt;alone in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now I know my dream will live on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been waiting so long&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nothing's gonna tear us apart&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/6032746961860996072-1157460796234238063?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/1157460796234238063/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/at-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/1157460796234238063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/1157460796234238063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/at-beginning.html' title='At The Beginning'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-2550212848446918268</id><published>2009-06-11T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T00:15:06.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Look at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't feel what is normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;One step closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I realize that I'm a loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Touch my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pegasus is not that far, I'm on his wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hold it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Damn it, please don't let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hug me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I bet I saw a shooting star&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me&lt;br /&gt;I can't deny you are trying to kill me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-2550212848446918268?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/2550212848446918268/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/look-at-me-i-cant-feel-what-is-normal.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2550212848446918268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2550212848446918268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/look-at-me-i-cant-feel-what-is-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-7851756950139099404</id><published>2009-06-09T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T01:38:23.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear my hated friend,</title><content type='html'>Gua juga gabisa kalah bacot sama lo, tp cuma satu hal yang gua pengen bilang sama lo:&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Just wait until you find ONE (and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt;) of your friend is backstabbing behind you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know life is hard, but that is part of your life. You can't live in your friend's life, so if you can't through it all,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; "&gt; you better DIE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ohiya, GR lo tinggi juga. Lo kira gue cuma ngomongin tentang lo doang? Apa lo aja yang ngerasa karena lo emang SEBENARNYA udah ngelakuin semua hal itu jadi lo tersinggung? HA?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-7851756950139099404?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/7851756950139099404/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/dear-my-hated-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/7851756950139099404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/7851756950139099404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/dear-my-hated-friend.html' title='Dear my hated friend,'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-4193915509762439540</id><published>2009-06-08T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T03:33:15.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the fuck is my quick edit icon~ uh crap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;pre style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When I was deleting my inbox, I just noticed I got this email from my mom. And I agreed with that 'red word' below LIKE HELL, well actually, all of these words. But you should read it full, then you'll get the point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ada seorang gadis buta yang membenci dirinya sendiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;karena kebutaannya itu. Tidak hanya terhadap dirinya sendiri, tetapi dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;juga membenci semua orang kecuali kekasihnya. Kekasihnya selalu ada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;disampingnya untuk menemani dan menghiburnya. Dia berkata akan menikahi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;kekasihnya hanya jika dia bisa melihat dunia.Suatu hari, ada seseorang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;yang mendonorkan sepasang mata kepadanya sehingga dia bisa melihat semua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hal, termasuk kekasihnya. Kekasihnya bertanya, "Sekarang kamu bisa melihat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;dunia. Apakah kamu mau menikah denganku?" Gadis itu terguncang saat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;melihat bahwa kekasihnya ternyata buta. Dia menolak untuk menikah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;dengannya.Kekasihnya pergi dengan air mata mengalir, dan kemudian menulis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sepucuk surat singkat kepada gadis itu, "Sayangku, tolong jaga baik-baik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;mata saya." Kisah di atas memperlihatkan bagaimana pikiran manusia berubah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;saat status dalam hidupnya berubah. Hanya sedikit orang yang ingat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;bagaimana keadaan hidup sebelumnya dan lebih sedikit lagi yang ingat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;terhadap siapa harus berterima kasih karena telah menyertai dan menopang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;bahkan di saat yang paling menyakitkan. Hidup adalah anugerah Hari ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sebelum engkau berpikir untuk mengucapkan kata-kata kasar -Ingatlah akan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;seseorang yang tidak bisa berbicara. Sebelum engkau mengeluh mengenai cita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;rasa makananmu -Ingatlah akan seseorang yang tidak punya apapun untuk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;dimakan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ebelum engkau mengeluh tentang suami atau isterimu -Ingatlah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;akan seseorang yang menangis kepada Tuhan meminta pasangan hidup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Hari ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sebelum engkau mengeluh tentang hidupmu -Ingatlah akan seseorang yang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;begitu cepat pergi ke surga. Sebelum engkau mengeluh tentang anak-anakmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-Ingatlah akan seseorang yang begitu mengaharapkan kehadiran seorang anak,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;tetapi tidak mendapatnya. Sebelum engkau bertengkar karena rumahmu yang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;kotor, dan tidak ada yang membersihkan atau menyapu lantai -Ingatlah akan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;orang gelandangan yang tinggal di jalanan. Sebelum merengek karena harus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;menyopir terlalu jauh -Ingatlah akan sesorang yang harus berjalan kaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;untuk menempuh jarak yang sama. Dan ketika engkau lelah dan mengeluh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;tentang pekerjaanmu -Ingatlah akan para penganguran, orang cacat dan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;mereka yang menginginkan pekerjaanmu. Sebelum engkau menuding atau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;menyalahkan orang lain -Ingatlah bahwa tidak ada seorang pun yang tidak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;berdosa dan kita harus menghadap pengadilan Tuhan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Dan ketika beban hidup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;tampaknya akan menjatuhkanmu -Pasanglah senyuman di wajahmu dan berterima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;kasihlah pada Tuhan karena engkau masih hidup dan ada di dunia ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Hidup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;adalah anugerah, jalanilah, nikmatilah, rayakan dan isilah itu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;NIKMATILAH SETIAP SAAT DALAM HIDUPMU, KARENA MUNGKIN ITU TIDAK AKAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;TERULANG LAGI! Note : jika anda merasa tulisan ini bermanfaat utk orang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;lainnya silahkan forward sebanyak2nya kepada rekan2 anda, semoga dapat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;menimbulkan hal yg bermanfaat buat mereka. Terima kasih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-4193915509762439540?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/4193915509762439540/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/where-fuck-is-my-quick-edit-icon-uh.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4193915509762439540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4193915509762439540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/where-fuck-is-my-quick-edit-icon-uh.html' title='Where the fuck is my quick edit icon~ uh crap'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-5324865560487080997</id><published>2009-06-06T05:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T05:39:03.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What should I call you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Even things in this world would angry if I compare them with you. So what should I call you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dog? No no. They're &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;smart&lt;/span&gt;. They're higher than you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Crap? But crap could be so beautiful if we recycle it. It's potential. And you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Shit? Kinda fit on you. But no way. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Still&lt;/span&gt; It's higher than you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Bitch? Hell no. They are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;WAAAYYY higher&lt;/span&gt; than you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What else? Oh wait. But I got a word for you. And it is soooo you: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-5324865560487080997?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/5324865560487080997/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-should-i-call-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/5324865560487080997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/5324865560487080997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-should-i-call-you.html' title='What should I call you?'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-2206004417181608252</id><published>2009-06-05T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:29:22.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So everybody move to Twitter now huh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And it's about following or be followed. I'd rather be followed. How bout you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-2206004417181608252?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/2206004417181608252/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-everybody-move-to-twitter-now-huh.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2206004417181608252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2206004417181608252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-everybody-move-to-twitter-now-huh.html' title='So everybody move to Twitter now huh?'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-5993800920832324492</id><published>2009-06-05T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T04:08:42.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hold up, let's we call it: the boredom of facebook. Soooooo yeah I think everybody have ever feel this way to. Like when you made friendster, and you moved on to facebook because your friends use it too, and moved again to myspace or twitter because you think it's better than facebook, and it will stay the same: you will always have that kind of boredom. Me and Yon feel it too so we try to find out another fun site, and I think adoptme.com isn't that bad. We (me and him) adopt a black labrador named &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boxer&lt;/span&gt; :--) Actually he serves me some names: Bikini or Boxer? And I choose Boxer because I want a male dog. So we adopt Boxer and we take care of him everytime we're online. It's kinda fun because we do have same responsibilties, so we will feel we have to take care of him together, we're in the same boat, boy :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-5993800920832324492?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/5993800920832324492/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/boxer.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/5993800920832324492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/5993800920832324492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/boxer.html' title='Boxer!'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-3452319253559166324</id><published>2009-06-03T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T07:33:33.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My life is on their lyrics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;So this is couples lyrics of my life. If, the singer is a girl, so it is me who is saying. But if the singer is a boy, it might my.........................someone :D who is saying. And it really happened in my real life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Maybe I was stupid for telling you goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was wrong for tryin’ to pick a fight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;My Life Woud Sucks Without You - Kelly Clarkson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Check yes Juliet are you with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Rain is falling down on the side road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;I won't go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Until you come outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Check Yes, Juliet - We The Kings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Come stop your crying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;It will be alright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;You'll be in my heart - Phil Collins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;You know exactly what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;So that I can't stay mad at you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;For too long, that's wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Hate That I Love You - Rihanna ft Ne Yo. (Rihanna's part)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Your friends they're jerks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;When you act like them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Just to know it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;7 things - Miley Cyrus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;I see the way you're acting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;like you're somebody else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;It gets me frustated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Complicated - Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;So what if I see the sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;In the pouring rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Some people think I'm crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;But you said it's okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;You get me - Michelle Branch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Don't you worry, you're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Inside your mind - Ryan Cabrera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Anyone who seen us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Knows what's going on between us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;We could be in love - Lea Salonga ft *i-dont-know-who*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Cause when you're fifteen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Somebody tell you they love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Fifteen - Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Dedicated for someone who I love the most. By the way, I love you for all you are and everything you aren't :-* &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/6032746961860996072-3452319253559166324?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/3452319253559166324/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-life-is-on-their-lyrics_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3452319253559166324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3452319253559166324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-life-is-on-their-lyrics_03.html' title='My life is on their lyrics!'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-2103533610762780265</id><published>2009-05-31T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T03:32:28.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senorita</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Untuk sekarang break dulu untuk bahasa inggris karena begitu saya ngoceh bahasa inggris mood saya ingin mengeluarkan kata2 kasar. Karena tidak mungkin saya mengartikan "sucks" menjadi "isap" ha-ha. Jadi, untuk pertama kali setelah beberapa bulan memakai twitter saya ingin mempromosikan twitter saya. Bagi yang mau follow silahkan --&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;twitter.com/ayeay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Saya baru membuka website yang sudah bertahun-tahun tidak saya buka: adoptme.com. Terasa seperti bermain tamagochi, tapi di komputer dan lebih jelas. Ada persian cat, gold fish, hamster, parrot, phyton, black labrador, american beagle dll. Dan saya memilih ular phyton hijau bernama Senorita. Betina yang pasti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dan kamu tahu? Seharian ini saya merasa selalu sangat lapar. &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/6032746961860996072-2103533610762780265?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/2103533610762780265/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/05/senorita.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2103533610762780265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2103533610762780265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/05/senorita.html' title='Senorita'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-5572096954830906707</id><published>2009-05-30T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T03:58:42.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I need to say, They just did</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Do you know your enemy? Well, gotta know the enemy. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now, here's all your lies If you look me in the eyes. &lt;/span&gt;Don't be blinded by the lies In your eyes,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt; with the sad, sad look that you wear so well&lt;/span&gt;. Once a whore you're nothing more, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You're still the good-for-nothing I don't know&lt;/span&gt; so you pray to god, to justify the way you live a lie, live a lie, live a lie. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But you should've known That nothing lasts forever. Damn all these &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;beautiful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/6032746961860996072-5572096954830906707?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/5572096954830906707/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-i-need-to-say-they-just-did.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/5572096954830906707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/5572096954830906707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-i-need-to-say-they-just-did.html' title='What I need to say, They just did'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-3499418445050345368</id><published>2009-05-28T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T06:21:12.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CONGRATULATION MY DEAAAAR (L)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;SO MUCH WEIRD THINGS HAPPENED TO ME LATELY UNTIL TODAY I JUST FOUND SOMETHING SHOCKED:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 25px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;Congrats to my friends Gerard and Lindsey who are first time parents as of 2:57pm PST. Welcome &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bandit Lee Way&lt;/span&gt;...! You ar" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 25px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Shocked. I AM. After I read that i screamed about 10 seconds long and OH MY GOSH. GERARD. WAY. IS. A. DADDY! I cant believe it! It's only a day passed after I wrote about Gerard and Lindsey (below), and now they are a parent! AND ALSO YESTERDAY, I TALKED TO MY SISTER: "I want to have a baby! It's kinda cute and fun!" AND OHMYGOSH LINDSEY HAD A BABY. BANDIT LEE WAY IS THE FIRST BABY MCR and still I cant believe it's true! FYI, before i knew about Lynz's pregnancy, I felt so ill, and i wanted to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;puke&lt;/span&gt;. I made joke of it. I said "It's because of Gee. It's his child!" and a day after that, Allegra told me that Lynz is pregnant. Serendipity hahaha. However, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CONGRATULATION MY DEAREST GERARD WAAAAY&lt;/span&gt;. Youre a daddy now! You've completed your life :') I cant deny that I am so happy, and I wish I could cry. Its tears of joy! Welcome to earth, first baby MCR and Mindless Self Indulgence :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WELCOME TO EARTH, LITTLE BANDIT LEE WAY&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-3499418445050345368?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/3499418445050345368/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/05/congratulation-my-deaaaar-l.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3499418445050345368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3499418445050345368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/05/congratulation-my-deaaaar-l.html' title='CONGRATULATION MY DEAAAAR (L)'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-5745224989621858976</id><published>2009-05-27T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T04:38:05.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love story?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/Sh0lfY8z81I/AAAAAAAAADY/3NX8nrhW6K4/s1600-h/awww-so-cute--large-msg-119215844277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/Sh0lfY8z81I/AAAAAAAAADY/3NX8nrhW6K4/s320/awww-so-cute--large-msg-119215844277.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340465954334962514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/Sh0lfK4vrDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/nmWlYm7Gysk/s1600-h/gerard-lynz-msi--large-msg-118752706423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/Sh0lfK4vrDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/nmWlYm7Gysk/s320/gerard-lynz-msi--large-msg-118752706423.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340465950559808562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/Sh0lezRBSDI/AAAAAAAAADI/Sgct7V12P98/s1600-h/gerard-lynz-heard-married-credit--large-msg-118900654106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/Sh0lezRBSDI/AAAAAAAAADI/Sgct7V12P98/s320/gerard-lynz-heard-married-credit--large-msg-118900654106.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340465944219174962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/Sh0leswTwvI/AAAAAAAAADA/DPeSNyaPETo/s1600-h/finally-gerard-lyn-z-r--large-msg-118897942825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/Sh0leswTwvI/AAAAAAAAADA/DPeSNyaPETo/s320/finally-gerard-lyn-z-r--large-msg-118897942825.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340465942471361266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/Sh0leUS5PSI/AAAAAAAAAC4/KXvrqrtFj6o/s1600-h/gerard-and-lynz--large-msg-119264712246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/Sh0leUS5PSI/AAAAAAAAAC4/KXvrqrtFj6o/s320/gerard-and-lynz--large-msg-119264712246.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340465935905537314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/Sh0fBl-ePXI/AAAAAAAAACo/5qIaL8UZ_wo/s320/gerard-and-lynz--large-prf-1238447689.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340458845365747058" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/Sh0fBigGjBI/AAAAAAAAACw/9dstw7lB1vk/s320/gerard-lynz-d--large-msg-124025121917.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 272px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340458844433058834" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What I can learn from them is: loyality and trusting each other. It's just a part of an amazing life of them. And I bet someday, I'll get mine too. And I would love to make my own love story :) The beautiful one. I've been there actually, and I am now. I haven't done because I will never get enough of it. Call it addicting. It's more fun than the highest Vertigo that you've ever played. Maybe I never feel "butterflies in my stomach" or somethin like that, but I swear I can see Tinker Bell's fairy dust when You smile at me. Happy Ending is a permanent thing. It has no end, and it's not easy to get. It might be hurt sometimes, but the joy will worth all the pains. Just like Gee and LynZ, everything is so incredible. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Backstage thing, concert things, "coming home" things, and look at you, Gee. You're gonna be a daddy. It's your child inside LynZ's belly. You'll complete your life. And I bet my husband will do it too. It does hurt me, But if you feel happy because of it, I do too.&lt;/span&gt; Well, Just call them: Happy Ending. &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/6032746961860996072-5745224989621858976?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/5745224989621858976/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/5745224989621858976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/5745224989621858976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-story.html' title='Love story?'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/Sh0lfY8z81I/AAAAAAAAADY/3NX8nrhW6K4/s72-c/awww-so-cute--large-msg-119215844277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-7139127617526516150</id><published>2009-05-23T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T03:23:16.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An ordinary life...............for a fool.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe people think that when you don't have friends, you could run away and find another friends who can be friend with you. Your new friend is so nice. You tell everything about your life, your problems, and share your happiness or maybe pain. And become a best friend. You think that it will last forever, and happily ever after. But you just an ordinary, sorry----a FOOL person because you didn't know what happened behind you. When your new friend get angry, or maybe hurt, your world can split and become a mess. It's a tricky life. Dont be shocked when you know you get trapped. It's normal, for a fool. Your new friend is an evil. Have they told you about that? Yeah. But you just wouldnt listen and thought that was only a joke. It WAS a joke. An evil's joke. Dont scream, dont be afraid. We only hurt you, or maybe the worst is: embarassing you. Oh really I'd love to laugh at you. It's gonna be fun! I'm going to show you what revenge is and how to kill someone slowly, from the inside. Then, I'll hurt you outside, and let you feel the pain until you die. Once again, Dont be shocked. I love this part. Its gonna be fun!!!!! &lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-7139127617526516150?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/7139127617526516150/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/05/ordinary-lifefor-fool.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/7139127617526516150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/7139127617526516150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/05/ordinary-lifefor-fool.html' title='An ordinary life...............for a fool.'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-4996403272272479702</id><published>2009-05-20T03:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T04:16:32.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hear. A Whore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's nothing more than your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or you braces teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or your smile on your webcam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I hate to hear you said about the book of your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wont pretend that I hate your OH-SO-HANDSOME friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With their cute attitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cigarette on their hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I'd love to watch them die like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With you among them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It can only make me see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That you're just something i shouldnt know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Because I'm just an innocent kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With my joy friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With a laugh that you will never get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With no friends from the other space like yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hot pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fitted, eye-throughed shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Smoking boys, drugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's nothing more you could ask for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And, oh, there are your friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With their same hot pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sit on their boy's knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Start to making out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Each hugs and kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Will turn to something more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What a whore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But do they care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They even like it and ask for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Whore, whore, whore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When you start to type on your blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It can only make me sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just let me make you feel full of pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then I let you die&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/6032746961860996072-4996403272272479702?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/4996403272272479702/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/05/hear-whore.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4996403272272479702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4996403272272479702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/05/hear-whore.html' title='Hear. A Whore.'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-2561721977779292722</id><published>2009-05-16T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T02:25:27.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>H-e-l-l-                                             o</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's almost two weeks i havent touch this website again. I've been in the hospital lately because of the dengue fever. And the damn thing is I should study harder for the last exam. Wish me luck on it. It freaks me out enough but i have to do it myself because i write my own name on the paper. I cant do the social lessons, especially history. Yikes. Aaaand I got shocked when I heard that Gerard has a new video with a japanese &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;human. &lt;/span&gt;And i saw LynZ's belly. And I saw her wearing BLUE BRACELET. Which is mean......................................................it's a BABY BOY inside her belly. GODLORD THERE WILL BE A LITTLE GERARD WAY OR GEE WAY JUNIOR OR whatever it calls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-2561721977779292722?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/2561721977779292722/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/05/h-e-l-l-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2561721977779292722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2561721977779292722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/05/h-e-l-l-o.html' title='H-e-l-l-                                             o'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-2811458340117316655</id><published>2009-04-23T23:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T23:34:26.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions and answers</title><content type='html'>Martin Johnson: Do you know you're unlike any other?&lt;div&gt;Me: All I know is your chin baby (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gerard Way: Can you see my eyes are shining bright?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Fireworks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jason Mraz: Do you hear me? Im talking to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Lalalala~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ian Watkins: Did I hurt you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Never :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyson Ritter: Do you know where you are?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: In your mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elton John: Can you feel the love tonight?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Ask my step father&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will Beckett: What more could you ask for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: To be loved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tom 'Plain White T's: What is it like in new york city? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I prefer LA &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/6032746961860996072-2811458340117316655?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/2811458340117316655/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/04/questions-and-answers.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2811458340117316655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2811458340117316655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/04/questions-and-answers.html' title='Questions and answers'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-4386286795343095625</id><published>2009-04-11T04:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T04:25:20.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing them</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/SeB-DFclXeI/AAAAAAAAACc/0RgFwmuMenA/s1600-h/ferard--large-msg-12393159839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/SeB-DFclXeI/AAAAAAAAACc/0RgFwmuMenA/s400/ferard--large-msg-12393159839.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323393351018700258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Frank: "You know that Jamia likes this thing, dont you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gee: "I do, but my baby and Lyn-z love it more! Do you hear me? MY BABY!&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/6032746961860996072-4386286795343095625?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/4386286795343095625/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/04/missing-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4386286795343095625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4386286795343095625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/04/missing-them.html' title='Missing them'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/SeB-DFclXeI/AAAAAAAAACc/0RgFwmuMenA/s72-c/ferard--large-msg-12393159839.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-2809778997896177451</id><published>2009-04-10T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T08:26:41.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unknown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Kau tahu, apa yang paling sulit ku adaptasikan di dunia ini? Senyum mu. Aku sudah mengenalmu sejak dulu. Lama sekali. Entah berapa lama nya. Bahkan ini terasa seakan sudah bertahun-tahun aku mengenalmu. Anehnya, aku masih tidak terbiasa dengan senyummu itu. Masih tetap menawan, dan sempurna. Aku masih tetap senang tidak keruan dan jantungku akan tetap selalu berdebar kencang begitu kau mengembangkan senyummu itu. Itu lebih dari sekedar penghias pohon natal yang kau gantungkan di pohon natal dirumah ku natal tahun lalu, saat kau masih bersamaku, saat kau masih membagi tawa indahmu itu. Aku tidak bisa kehilangan semua itu. Tidak sekarang ataupun selamanya. Tidak besok ataupun lusa. Sedikitpun tidak. Aku kira aku benar-benar pasangan hidupmu dan juga sebaliknya. Aku kira kaulah yang akan menjadi ayah dari anak-anakku nanti. Dimana kita mengerjakan segala sesuatunya bersama, satu keluarga. Aku masih akan selalu ingin menjerit-jerit kesenangan ketika kau mengecup lembut bibirku, dan tentu saja kau tahu aku tidak menjerit sungguhan. Hanya dalam hati. Tapi aku kadang suka takut kau akan mendengarnya karena teriakkan ku sangat kencang. Aku mulai merasa tidak normal ketika aku tidak merasakan semua itu. Dan saat itulah aku mulai mencari mu untuk membuatku merasa normal kembali. Jelas kau mengerti betapa rasa rindu itu dapat membuatmu setengah sinting. Tapi kau malah membuat ku makin tidak waras dengan keindahan matamu. Jernihnya, sinarnya, warnanya, dan menarikku sangat dalam dan kau membiarkanku bermain di dalam labirin matamu. Labirin yang berdinding hangat, beratap agar aku tidak merasa panas atau kehujanan, dan berakhir dengan sebuah kuali penuh cinta dan kasih sayang darimu. Dan membuatku ingin mencari labirin lain. Tapi, bukan nya aku merasa normal, aku merasa lebih gila. Aku merasa memakai ekstasi, atau ganja, atau apalah. Kau membuatku melambung tinggi sekali, sampai aku terbang ke langit, ke bulan, melewati bintang, lalu kembali lagi, dan kau menangkapku. Tapi bisakah aku merasakan itu lagi? Aku tidak dapat merasakan apa-apa lagi sekarang. Tidak ada bahagia, senang, melambung, bahkan tersakiti. Yang aku tahu, kau tidak lagi disana. Tidak ada labirin lagi. Tidak ada lagi labirin yang terbuka untukku. Seandainya ada, itu tidak terbuka untukku. Benarkah itu? Tidak ada lagi perasaan sinting dalam diriku. Aku merasa tidak normal lagi. Aku tidak dapat merasakan sakit. Kadang perasaan sakit terasa sangat mengenakkan, atau itu hanyalah saat-saat yang tidak normal. Aku bahkan merasa kau harus menyakitiku terus menerus sampai aku tersakiti. Sampai aku menangis. Sampai aku merasa sangat sakit. Sampai aku merasa normal lagi. Kau pasti tau itu bukan?"&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/6032746961860996072-2809778997896177451?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/2809778997896177451/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/04/unknown.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2809778997896177451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2809778997896177451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/04/unknown.html' title='Unknown'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-6703940778817170295</id><published>2009-04-10T02:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T02:50:15.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winner. Winner. Chicken dinner.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.collider.com/uploads/imageGallery/Twenty_One_21/21_movie_poster_onesheet_-_collider.com.jpg" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 892px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;Thats where i got my blog title from. 21. Its a coooooooool coooooooool cooooooool movie. This movie is about poker or black jack game or somethin like that. And i cant deny i love &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JIM STURGESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;3 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jacob Pitts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; And he plays as Fisher. He is damn hot aaaand cute x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.chasingthefrog.com/reelfaces/21/jcbpt.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 186px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.hotflick.net/flicks/2008_21/Thumb/008TWO_Jacob_Pitts_008.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;See? He is cute! And another cutie from 21 casts: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2008/04/01/21-jim-sturgess.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh gosh i cant explain how cute are them. You better watch it, sorry------WATCH THEM.&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/6032746961860996072-6703940778817170295?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/6703940778817170295/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/04/winner-winner-chicken-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/6703940778817170295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/6703940778817170295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/04/winner-winner-chicken-dinner.html' title='Winner. Winner. Chicken dinner.'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-672682156425518158</id><published>2009-04-08T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T20:09:36.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAYSSSS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAAAAAAAAAAAAY MY DEAREST &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GERARD ARTHUR WAAAAAAAAAAAAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(K)(K)(K)(K)(K) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jesse Arthur McCartney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;, and also the beauty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Leighton Meester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;! Its Athur's day lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And Happy Anniversary too yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;my brotheeeerrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;:----D Sorry for yesterday. Ive told ya i was crazy :p &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/6032746961860996072-672682156425518158?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/672682156425518158/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-happy-happy-birthdayssss.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/672682156425518158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/672682156425518158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-happy-happy-birthdayssss.html' title='HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAYSSSS'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-2427314690918799824</id><published>2009-04-08T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T07:16:58.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;For a poem guy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Maybe i couldnt write you a poem, but i wrote this letter for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So, how is it going? How does it feel? How does that pain feel? I hope youre enjoying it. I knew you'll like it. It hurts at first. But just let it flow, or maybe if you want just feel it deeply, and you'll know that pain feels so good. Its normal. For abnormal. Unfortunately, i cant feel it anymore. There will be no more pain. Or joy. Or maybe that effin happiness. There is no feeling anymore inside of me. Do you know why? It was killed by you. Remember, huh? Unlucky for us. You cant hurt me anymore. It wont hurt and heal. Its over. But wait, are we over yet? No. Not yet. Its too earlier to end it. Its not wrong if i give you another more chance, but really? Are you sure? Do you know what are you going into with? Its not your "EASY" deal boy. You'll face your hardest moments, because i will wake your nightmare up. They will come to you and haunt you for the next couple days. Or weeks. Or months. Or years. I would love to be your nightmare but i dont have time for that. Too sad. Too bad. Sorry if i break you apart, but thats your risk. Ive been there. Once again, it will feels so good. Someday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Your "letter" dearest girl&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/6032746961860996072-2427314690918799824?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/2427314690918799824/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-poem-guy-maybe-i-couldnt-write-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2427314690918799824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2427314690918799824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-poem-guy-maybe-i-couldnt-write-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-2317314979906367710</id><published>2009-04-04T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T20:28:52.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey there Obama (K) (K)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9SnQOdEXbNQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9SnQOdEXbNQ&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&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/6032746961860996072-2317314979906367710?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/2317314979906367710/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-there-obama-k-k.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2317314979906367710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2317314979906367710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-there-obama-k-k.html' title='Hey there Obama (K) (K)'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-4862033526703449527</id><published>2009-03-27T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T02:07:39.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa :')</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I never talk about my grandfather, so i want to now. Tadi tuh kan gua habis pulang sekolah nyokap gua ngajak ke supermarket dulu. Terus pas lagi di kasir, ada mas2 supermarket manggil seseorang di samping gua. Ternyata seorang kakek2 yang bener2 kakek2. Tapi salutnya dia masih kuat dan sehat. Trus si mas itu ngasih lampu buat dia seperti nya dia minta cariin sama si mas itu. Trus si kakek itu nanya lagi: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 18px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 18px;"&gt;Kakek: "Mas, ada itu gak mas? Softek?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 18px;"&gt;Mas: "Softek?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 18px;"&gt;Kakek: "Iya softek, softek!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 18px;"&gt;Mas: ".......?" (tumben nih orang cowok cuma susah nyambung diajak ngmg begituan ckck)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 18px;"&gt;Kakek: "Softek! pembalut buat cewek!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 18px;"&gt;Mas: "Oooh iya softek!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 18px;"&gt;Setelah mas nya ngeh si kakek nunggu lagi. Coba kalian pikir, SIAPA KAH GERANGAN YANG MENITIP SOFTEX KEPADA SI KAKEK TUA INI? Awalnya gua mikir mungkin istrinya yaitu si nenek mungkin sedang sakit atau udah tua jadi ga bisa jalan, tapi nenek2 mana mungkin masih mens? Setau gua juga nenek udah menopause. Kalo misalnya anaknya, MASA GA BISA JALAN SENDIRI HALOOOOO OTAK LO DIMANAAA. Kalo cucunya, MASA SI IBU ATAU AYAH SI CUCU NGGAK BISA BELIIN SIH? sopan banget nyuruh orang yang udah renta gitu. Tiba2 gua keinget almarhum kakek gue yang udah meninggal (yaiyalah almarhum gitu) dulu. Waktu masih di Jogja, gue suka nginep dirumah eyang gue itu. Trus suatu hari, gue pengen makan chiki atau snack atau melon gitu. Gue sampe nangis2 ga jelas gua sendiri lupa kenapa lagi sampe nangis gitu doang yaelah karena saking pengen nya. Eh tiba2 kakek gue nawarin diri untuk membelikan gue barang itu. Jalan kaki. Dan kejadian itu gak cuma sekali. Sampe sekarang gue masih inget gimana posisi gue waktu nangis. Yang pasti jelek. Dan waktu itu kakek gue masih sehat alhamdulillah. Masih bisa jalan jarak jauh. Tapi, waktu kakek gue pindah ke rumah gue, kakek gue mulai sakit2an dan pake kursi roda. Dirumah juga cuma tiduran, ke sofa, tiduran, ke sofa buat nonton, gitu doang. Trus sampe suatu hari masuk rumah sakit ternyata TBC dan dirawat di Cisarua. Cukup sangat jauh sebenarnya. Dan gua baru sekali doang nengok, dan abis itu kakek gue udah nggak ada. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I really miss him so much right now. Goodbye my dearest grandpa. Bobo yang tenang ya eyang. You wont feel those pain anymore :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-4862033526703449527?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/4862033526703449527/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/03/grandpa.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4862033526703449527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4862033526703449527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/03/grandpa.html' title='Grandpa :&apos;)'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-1898356347597420823</id><published>2009-03-14T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T20:26:18.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VOICE AWARD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Welcome, to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;VOICE AWARDS 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;!!!!!!!!!! Its for all of the band, or singer, who i like. But i only choose for the singer only, but i wont forget to write the band name after it. Okay, now lets see. We have couples categories, so lets start with the first category:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;1. THE SEXIEST VOICE ALIIIIIVE IS..............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;GERARD ARTHUR WAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt; FROM MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE!!!!!! Whoooo hooooo :DDDDDDD you can feel it when he sing "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Teenagers&lt;/span&gt;", uhhh his voice. Yumm. Listen carefully when he sing the first part: "They're gonna clean up your looks, with all the lies in the books," and listen at the "You never gonna fit in much kiiiid" part, YOU WILL FEEL SOMETHING SEXY FROM IT. LOVE IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;2. THE MOST LOVEABLE VOICE IS............................&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MARTIN JOHNSON&lt;/span&gt; FROM BOYS LIKE GIRLS!!!!!!!! I realized about it when i heard "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thunder&lt;/span&gt;" accoustic version. He sing from his heart. His voice is so pure, deep, and i think if his voice can speak he will say "oh yeah i ONLY love you, i really mean it, im so into you, ONLY YOU. YOU, YOU, YOU" aaaaawwwww :3 And you should see when Martin is having a show, HE SMILE WHILE HE SINGING. I think no one can do it better than him :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;3. THE MOST "BAD" VOICE IS..............................hang on. It doesnt mean "BAD" bad, but "BAD" naughty. Got it? OK.................................&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUSTED&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!! They all sound like that. Just like a bad &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Italic" border="0" class="gl_italic" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;boy. Yeah i mean bad boy. And i like it :D badboys are hot. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;4.THE MOST GENTLE VOICE IS............................&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JESSE MCCARTNEY&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!! But i think his voice just sounds like a metrosexual man. But i dont care. He can sing something that he really into it and he will sing it CAREFULLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;5. THE CUTEST VOICE IS.................................&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WILLIAM BECKETT&lt;/span&gt; from The Academy Is.....! As cute as his face :D and i think you dont need more explanation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;6. THE MOST UNIQUE VOICE IS........................&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PATRICK STUMP&lt;/span&gt; from FALL OUT BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It does sound unique. He has different voice from another singer. Unusual, but loveable. Good job, Pat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;7. THE MOST REBELLIOUS VOICE IS...........................&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IAN WATKINS &lt;/span&gt;from LOSTPROPHETS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Especially when he sing "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Burn burn&lt;/span&gt;", he scream, but he sing, and it sounds hot, but naughty oh yeah thats what i mean with rebellious. It never forget the sexy thing, and the naughty thing. Ive told you that badboys are hot, huh? Remember it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;8. THE FAMILIAR VOICE IS..............................&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PIERRE BOUVIER&lt;/span&gt; from SIMPLE PLAAAAAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What i mean with familiar voice is, i like his voice. It makes me warm, and save, and i think i already knew him from a long time. Its when i still in elementary school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;9. THE HOTTEST VOICE IS.................................&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GABE SAPORTA&lt;/span&gt; from COBRA STARSHIP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH MY GOOOOOSSSHHH IT SOUNDS SOOOOO HOOOOOT. ESPECIALLY HIS BRAZILIAN FACE WOW LATINOS ME LIKEY :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;10. THE "GAY-EST" VOICE IS.........................&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JONAS EFFING BROTHERS&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! No wonder why no wonder why and dont asking me why because its their destiny. They deserve it. And i think they like it. Yikes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Yeah! We're done! We just did it! We just go through it. Whooaa what an award huh? Soooo see you next show at the next year haha. Buh bye!&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/6032746961860996072-1898356347597420823?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/1898356347597420823/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/03/voice-award.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/1898356347597420823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/1898356347597420823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/03/voice-award.html' title='VOICE AWARD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-7220383796935898172</id><published>2009-03-13T01:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:55:34.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Martin and his song :3</title><content type='html'>Lagu yang nggak pernah bosen2 nya gua dengerin: Thunder. Gak tau kenapa yaaaaaaaaaa bisa segitunya masyallah. Mungkin karena yang nyanyi juga ganteng and HE SMILE WHILE HE SINGING. PARAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. And yesterday, i've tried to play great escape intro but still i cant and i think PAUL OR MARTIN SHOULD TEACH ME WHEN THEY GET HERE. Paul can play it with well and oh im so melting!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But i still keep tryin and tryin. And yeah hero heroine is so easy. I can play the intro too :3 im so glad about it wawaaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-7220383796935898172?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/7220383796935898172/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/03/martin-and-his-song-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/7220383796935898172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/7220383796935898172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/03/martin-and-his-song-3.html' title='Martin and his song :3'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-2867978849081510652</id><published>2009-03-08T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T01:10:28.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>M-e!</title><content type='html'>Kalo orang pertama ngeliat gua, pasti bilang nya gua mirip nyokap. Yeah i am. Tapi ternyata sifat gua lebih ke bokap. Pertama, pecinta hewan seperti anjiiiiiiiiiing :3 lalu suka berpetualang, berani, nekat, berisik, suka ngakak, dan lain lain. Ternyataaaaaaaaaaa i just realized that i got something from my mom: SUPERSTAR ADDICT. Jadi tadi pagi gini,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eyang: "Dib, inget gak dulu suka sama artis siapa tuh namanya?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nyokap: "Cica (gatau nulisnya gimana tapi bacanya gini)? Itu dulu ibu suka ngejar artis itu sama temen2...............EH! PANTESAN TUH AYIK SUKA NGEJAR ARTIS JUGA! HAHAHAHA"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gue: *kaget dikit sampe loncat di kursi* Hahahahahaha iya ya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bokap: Ohiya? hahahahaha berarti kamu keturunan ibu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gue: Wah iya tuh hahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybadeh: Hahahahaha~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gue: Trus yang itu juga tuh katanya ibu suka nambahin nama artis di belakang nama nya gitu kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bokap: Gimana gimana?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nyokap: Eh iya hahaha jadi dulu pas smp kan ibu suka surat2an sama temen ibu, nah pasti tuh pake nama asli tapi belakang nya di tambah nama artis luar negri yang ganteng2 gitu hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gue: HAHAHAHA SAMA ABIS PASTI ARTIS COWOK GANTENG GANTENG GITU KAN WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&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' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-2867978849081510652?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/2867978849081510652/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/03/m-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2867978849081510652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2867978849081510652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/03/m-e.html' title='M-e!'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-190621236285766450</id><published>2009-03-01T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T01:10:50.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oom2 siake</title><content type='html'>Ini entah keberapa kali nya gua digodain makhluk2 hina siake bangsat dan rendah. Kalo total dari kemaren ini yang ketiga dalam seminggu ini -_- Jadi begini. Hari ini temen adek gua ulang taun di mcd sekbil, karena ortu gua ga bisa akhirnya gua disuruh. Biar ga bosen gua nyuruh Fier nemenin gua. Pas nunggu gitu ya, gua ketemu ka Audrey kyaaaaaa katanya mau kerumah Ka Naida wawawawawawaaaaaaaa trus akhirnya tak lama kemudian fier pun datang. Kita duduk di meja deket pintu gitu tapi yang kiri. Disitu tuh kita duduk awalnya di sebelah keluarga gitu, trus gak lama keluarga bahagia itu pun pulang dan ditempati 3 orang bapak2 tidak tahu diri. Dua dari tiga bapak2 itu bawa anak gitu lucuuuuuuuu bgt anak nya ganteng padahal masih kecilannya aja ganteng ckck. Trus gua sama fier beli es krim cone gitu kan trus pas lagi asik makan gitu sambil ketawa2 misterius (?) salah satu dari ketiga setan hina itu ngmg "dek, bagi eskrim nya dong dek" EUUUUUUHHHHHH SHUT YOUR FUCKIN MOUTH UP. Trus pada ketawa2 gitu mereka nya gua cengo jijik gitu sama fier. trus mereka bilang gitu lagi aduh aduh GUA KASIH BOKONG ANJING GUA DIEM LU PADE FUCK. Trus gua denger salah satu bapak2 itu ngmg "blablablababi pasti kelas 1 smp" hang on mothafucka KELAS SATU????????? Gua sama fier udah apaaaaa bgt deh ih geli bgt minta gua masukin ke oven ayam mcd trus gua pecahin kaca nya trus gua tusuk2 pake pecahan ke matanya trus gua congkel tuh mata trus gua patahin pake tang giginya lidah nya gua tusuk pake paku karatan biar tetanus MAKAN TUH. Baaaaaacot banget deh. Trus pas mereka pulang, salah satu bapak2 yang bawa anak nya ngmg "duluan ya dek" sambil senyum sok manis daaaaaaaaan jari tengah saya pun beraksi. Ya know. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MIDDLE FINGER&lt;/span&gt;. Selama orang2 hina tersebut pamit sambil minta es krim nya lagi dan lagi dan gila gua ngacungin jari tengah gua. Mereka liat? Bodo amat. Bagus lah emang itu tujuan gua. Theeeeeeeeen setelah melupakan tiga OPUNG RENDAHAN itu gua dan fier menemukan permainan baru di mcd: menghitung berapa orang yang kesandung waktu masuk ke mcd dan gak sadar kalo lantai nya tinggi sebelah. Damn fun. And DAMN THAT FUCKIN OPUNG. GO TO HEEEEEELLLLLLLLL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-190621236285766450?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/190621236285766450/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/03/oom2-siake.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/190621236285766450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/190621236285766450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/03/oom2-siake.html' title='Oom2 siake'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-4086774924211468582</id><published>2009-02-27T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T06:32:51.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My pets</title><content type='html'>Jadi ceritanya dulu gini, gua punya peliharaan2 yang banyak banget. Dari belalang (mati) sampe ular (yang ini gak dipelihara oke tapi jelas dia ada di rumah gua fffffck) Oke mulai ya&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Belalang&lt;/span&gt;. Jadi dulu kata nyokap gua saking sayang nya gua sama hewan, dulu gua pernah nyelimutin belalang MATI pake tissue. Tolol oke. Jadi lebih baik lupakan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kucing&lt;/span&gt;. Kucing liar dirumah gua itu banyak nya kayak tai lu di jamban. Banyak bgt. Trus gua sering nemu gitu kucing kecil. Nah, ada induk kucing yang sering banget bunting (remind of someone lol) akhirnya di namain bu timbang. Ga nyambung. Namanya juga anak2 sih ya. Trus ada kucing kecil namanya Hueng nyahahaha geli gua lama2. Trus namanya siapa gitu matanya baguuuuuus bgt biru gitu tapi mati dia kedinginan sampe beku (kucing mati emang beku z) Trus gua dulu punya kucing namanya Bandit. Padahal cewek tapi kenapa gitu gua namain Bandit. Dia tuh lucu parah. Trus dia sempet hamil dan melahirkan dan anak2 nya sempet dirumah gua. Eng trus karena semakin besar, bokap gua kasihin anak nya ke siapa gitu gua lupa. Trus yang paling bikin gua sedih tuh, kucing gua si Bandit itu mengeong2 gitu di depan kandang nya nyariin anaknya. Sedih deh PILU -_- tapi sumpah ga booooong. Bayangin dong kucing gitu kok bisa sedih. Hewan juga punya perasaan berarti ya keeewl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hamster. &lt;/span&gt;Yang ini lumayan bikin gila. Karena waktu itu gua beli hamster berawal dari 1 hamster yang dinamain Hermes. Trus beli lagi yang satu yang cowok, eh beranak berapaaa gitu banyak lah. Tapi yang survive cuma 2. Trus kawin kawin kawin dan kawin eh akhirnya semua dijumlah jadi 24 hamster. Gila gak tuh. Sampe gua sempet ada 2 kandang gede, dan 1 kandang kecil. wanyeng bersihin kandang nya bo mengancam kehidupan. Bau nya even worse than jonas effing brothers deh pokoknya. Trus sempet beberapa minggu ga gua bersihin eh ternyata di bawah kandang nya gua punya peliharaan lagi: belatung. Makasih. Trus sempet ada hamster kesayangan gua warna nya item putih lucuuuu bgt kecil gitu. Tapiiii dia pernah makan anak nya PAS DEPAN MATA GUA. Bunyinya tuh: *kresss* kepalanya ilang trus dikunyah. trus gua diem. trus teriak. trus anaknya gua buang ih najissssssssssssssss demi allah bau nyaaaaa. laknat bbbbbanget. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anjing! &lt;/span&gt;Hewan yang ngangeniiiiiin. Dulu anjing pertama gua itu kayak dalmation gitu warna nya. Namanya pochi. Standart oke gua tau. Itu anjing gua rawat dari kecil. Kalo gua bawa piring pasti langsung lari ke gua. Lucu ih ih kangen. Trus dia suka pacaran sama anjing tetangga lari2an sore2 trus kalo pulang kencan dia bawa oleh2 gatau ngambil dimana. di kasih gitu ke gua dia taro di depan gua gitu aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa pochi kemana kah dirimuuuuu. Trus anjing kedua namanya Temon. Atau Timon lupa gua. Ini sih anjing kampung tiba2 nyampe depan rumah trus gua kasih roti eh dia malah dirumah gua. Yaudah bokap gua juga malah seneng biar ngusir kucing. Emmm kelebihan dia itu menyenangkan. Jadi gua suka main lari2an sama dia trus kalo sama bokap gua kayak apa banget deh serasa anak ke 4 yang sudah lebih besar dari anak ke 3 alias adek gua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ular. &lt;/span&gt;Ini sih jelasssssssss ga di pelihara karena gua sendiri have no idea banget dan ayah gua paling benciiiii bgt sama ular. Katanya licik. Seperti gua membenci kadal yang tampangnya senga. Tapi ya dia tiba2 ada dirumah gua. Dia ada di belakang microwave gua anyeeeeng trus pernah juga di garasi gua yang ular kobra. Parah banget gua langsung naik kursi begitu tau ada ular. Kesan nya gimana gitu dah denger orang teriak "ular ular" gitu ckck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yak. Cukup. Maag gua mengganggu lagi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-4086774924211468582?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/4086774924211468582/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-pets.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4086774924211468582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4086774924211468582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-pets.html' title='My pets'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-84875843148151988</id><published>2009-02-20T21:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:39:30.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My husband and his mate XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i33.tinypic.com/o58fi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 511px;" src="http://i33.tinypic.com/o58fi1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my husband and JARED LETOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. Cute huh? I love you both. mwa mwa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i276/Dwarf33/taking_back_sunday--large-msg-11454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 445px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i276/Dwarf33/taking_back_sunday--large-msg-11454.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam Lazzara and Geeeeeeee. He is from Taking Back Sunday. They are a good friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa181/mcr_0990/Gerard_And_Frank--large-msg-1179602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 371px;" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa181/mcr_0990/Gerard_And_Frank--large-msg-1179602.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It gee and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frank Iero&lt;/span&gt; from My Chemical Romance!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They are the best mate in the whole world. And we called them FRERARD!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users13/xlastxsummerx/default/ian-watkins-gerard-wayheart--large-msg-116489949776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 728px;" src="http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users13/xlastxsummerx/default/ian-watkins-gerard-wayheart--large-msg-116489949776.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ian Watkins&lt;/span&gt; and my husband. Im in love with Ian. haha. He is a vocalist from Lost Prophets. Yeah you already knew him from my latest blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the point is gee has many friend and ALL OF THEM ARE HANDSOME AND CUTE AND HAWT. and im serious. of course i am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-84875843148151988?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/84875843148151988/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-husband-and-his-mate-xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/84875843148151988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/84875843148151988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-husband-and-his-mate-xd.html' title='My husband and his mate XD'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i33.tinypic.com/o58fi1_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-727136948658186401</id><published>2009-02-20T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T02:18:04.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Ian Watkins</title><content type='html'>Okay. I love him from NOW. From last night actually. Its because of I dreamt about him last night. and i think i dont need to tell you the story. its toooooo long. Well okay he  is LOSTPROPHETS vocalist. Just take a look at these pictures below. Hawt huh? Yeah. Of course. I know I KNOW. I. DO. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i717.photobucket.com/albums/ww180/streetsofnowhere/Lostprophets/ian57.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 448px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s303/guitrplyr247/Ian-1.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd72/punkupthefunk/Ian%20Watkins/IanWatkins23.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 750px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd72/punkupthefunk/Ian%20Watkins/IanWatkins12.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 504px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g275/McFly_DannyJones/Ian%20Watkins/ian.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 247px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd72/punkupthefunk/Ian%20Watkins/IanWatkins8.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m293/AnarchistGingerbredMen/Music/IanGerard.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 500px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOLD ON. IS THAT GEE? Yeah THAT IS GERARD WAY. MY FUTURE HUSBAND AND NOW IM IN LOVE WITH MY HUSBAND'S BEST FRIENDS. ATTAGIRL. GOOD JOB. Okay. Gee, im soooooooooooooo sorrryyyyyy but you know that i love you more always, rite? yeah you always do. And ill always do too :-* Okay people. Just believe your eyes. they are friends. Gee is 31 and so is Ian. They could be best best best friend i think. and uh im so guilty now. but no prob. i wont be so in love with ian. im still with you gee my love my life ha ha. HELL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-727136948658186401?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/727136948658186401/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/ian-watkins.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/727136948658186401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/727136948658186401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/ian-watkins.html' title='Its Ian Watkins'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i717.photobucket.com/albums/ww180/streetsofnowhere/Lostprophets/th_ian57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-4708889842422527289</id><published>2009-02-14T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T21:03:56.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Longest dream ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;So i would like to tell you about my last dream. Kali ini saya ingin menggunakan bahasa indonesia saja. Jadi gini, tadi malem gue mimpi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sekolah gua itu tiba2 mampu bikin acara semacem homestay gitu ke Australia. WOW banget ya tuh tumben2an bisa. Makanya gua udah excited banget pokoknya. Trus kita semua udah siap2. trus kan kita mau kesananya tuh naik kapal, yaudah deh kita semua berangkat di kapal. Nah di kapalnya tuh baguuuuuuuuuuuuus bgt. Geladak nya tuh lantai nya dari kayu2 gitu trus kapalnya gede trus di dalem kapal itu bentuk kamarnya sendiri bentuknya kayak kapal selam tapi mini2 gitu. Trus gua liat temen2 gue juga pada seneng2. Pada bawa koper sliweran gitu di dalem kapalnya. trus masa di dalem kapalnya aja ada kolam renang tp air laut haha ngibul parah gak sih. Di dalem kita dapet sendal gratis warna warni neon gitu deh lucu bgt tapi sayangnya tiba2 sendal gua ilang. Ya lu tau ya gua paling bete kalo alas kaki gua ilang terutama sendal. Kalo sendal gua udah ilang berarti sepanjang kapal itu gue harus pake sepatu berarti kan kalo ke toilet juga ih males deh. Eh pas gua nyari sendal, gua ditinggal sama temen2. Akhirnya gua jalan2 sendiri di kapal nya gua liat2 gitu. Keren bgt. Di dalem nya aja ada museum nya gitu hahah. Trus tiba2 gua ketemu sama orang kapalnya, ternyata orang Angkatan Darat, ternyata kapalnya masih kapal indonesia kirain tuh kapan australia gitu kan penuh bule eh gatau nya malah orang indonesia. Ternyata lagi tuh orang mau nge didik kita gitu jadi kayak akademi militer. Ih gua langsung maleeeeeeeeees banget akhirnya gua milih gua kabur aja. Eh pas kabur tiba2 gua udah di darat lagi. Dan di darat nya itu gua udah ada di salah satu gedung apaa gitu di Jakarta. Haha melas dah udah mau ke Australia malah ke Jakarta lagi uh uh sedih. Nah akhirnya gua pengen pulang abis gua paling benci di tempat begituan itu bikin gaenak badan. Eh tiba2 yaaaa gua tuh jadi cowok disitu. Nah disitu gua harus nyelamatin seorang cewek. Cantik sih. Rambutnya panjang, putih gitu. Ternyata katanya tuh tempat mau diserang mafia2 apa gitu deh cina kan ckck males. Yaudah akhirnya gua nemenin tuh cewek nyari tempat keluar dari gedung itu. Sussssssah bgt karena ternyata mafia nya juga udah nyebar mereka mau nangkepin gitu. Trus yaudah gua sama dia sampe lewat tangga darurat gajelas yang gede nya tuh cuma se loker gua di sekolah BAYANGKAN itu. Nah, trus gua sama dia udah berhasil keluar gedung. Disitu masih aman2 aja trus ada orang kantor ngantri apa gitu gatau. Trus kita istirahat bentar. Eh trus ada anak kecil nangis dia kesasar. Pas gua sama si cewek lagi nanyain si anak, tiba2 mobil mafia nya dateng trus semua nya langsung kalang kabut. Nah gua apalagi tuh harus nyelamatin si cewek yang padahal gua sendiri ga kenal. Trus gua juga ikut bingung, trus kata si cewek, mafia nya lagi diluar gedung semua dan berarti kita harus masuk ke gedung buat sembunyi seaman mungkin selama mungkin sampe semua mafia itu udah ga ada di sekitar baru kita keluar. That was a great idea. Yaudah akhirnya gua tarik si cewek ke dalem gedung lagi. Tangan nya real bgt jadi gua sampe ga ngira ternyata mimpi. Di dalem tuh gedung nya juga udah ancur2an. Trus kita lari ke tmpat ruangan kayak AV tapi gedeeeeeeee bgt. Disitu ada tangga, trus ada lift juga. Gua sama si cewek mutusin buat naik lfit aja. Pas lift nya udah mau nutup, tiba2 ada bapak2. Gua curiga banget soalnya tuh bapak2 kayak senyum2 ga jelas. Gua sama si cewek diem. Trus pas si bapak itu udah masuk lift yang sama sama kita, gua langsung narik cewek itu keluar dr lift, jadi si bapak ga bisa keluar dr lift lagi. Pas diluar gua udah bingung banget. Bingung gilaaaaa nih cewek gua bawa kemana ya ampun anak orang kalo kenapa2 gua dosanya kayak apa. Trus akhirnya kita lari ke tangga bawah, nah disitu ada bapak2. Firasat gua udah ga enak. Akhirnya gua ajak ke atas lagi, eh tiba2 tuh bapak2 ternyata mafia dan dia KENAL GUA DAN SI CEWEK dan TERNYATA GUA ADALAH SESEORANG YANG GUA KENAL BANGET YAITU (sensor maaf). Gua shock karena ketangkep, dan shock karena di situ gua memerankan seseorang, DAN TERNYATA LAGI CEWEK YANG GUA SELAMATIN DARITADI ITU GUA SENDIRI. Ternyata gua lagi jadi seorang cowok yang lagi nyelamatin diri gua. Nah, ternyata kita ketangkep. Pas gua mau kabur, gua di tangkep gitu sama bapak2 dan si cewek itu juga. Kasian juga sih gua liat dia ditangkep kok gua jadi cowok bego dan payah banget (Wow. Now i know what does it feel to be a boy who loves a girl. WOW. WOW.) Trus kita di bawa ke rumah gitu. Kok mirip sama rumah eyang gua ternyata emang rumah eyang gua. Disana udah ada salah satu temen gua juga lagi di sandera. Ih gua udah gedek banget gua ketangkep. Akhirnya gua berusaha mencoba kabur lagi. Trus gua mikir, daripada susah2 kabur mendingan gua pura2 kabur, berarti gua harus ngumpet dimana gitu kek. Nah kalo udah gitu, mereka bakal ngira gua kabur dan mereka bakal nyari keluar. Karena disini ga ada yang jaga, gua bakal ngajak semua kabur dari situ. Great! Akhirnya gua mencari tempat ngumpet, dan ternyata gua bisa ngumpet di laci gede gitu. Eh tapi belom sempet gua nutup laci nya itu, penjaga nya dateng. Trus gua disuruh keluar dari situ sambil di TODONG PISTOL BENERAN. Yaudah gua keluar. Trus gua duduk, trus gua liat si penjaga nya selalu ngacungin pistol nya itu ke gua, kalo gua bisa cepet ngerebut pistol itu dari tangan dia, gua bakal langsung ngebunuh dia dan si bos nya dan gua ajak si cewek itu kabur. Easy huh? Tapi ternyata gua ga berhasil, dan tiba2 jendela gede di belakang gua kebuka dan langsung deh gua kabur. Pas berhasil kabur, gua tiba2 ada di gedung lagi. Kali ini di gedung itu ada acara dan semua aman2 aja. Dan gua jadi diri gua sendiri lagi. Gua tba2 ketemu sama keluarga gua disitu. Ternyata disitu ada J.T. Lagi menikah. Gatau ya sama siapa sama si Jessica Biel kali yak -__- ternyata disitu ada sodara guaaaaa haha hebat hebat. Yaudah disitu katanya kita harus tampil. Tadinya acara pernikahan eh ada panggung kayak opera gitu haha aneh2 aja. Trus setelah acara nya selesai, tiba2 gua ada di rumah orang lain gatau punya siapa. Trus ada anak kucing, namanya Chroe gatau itu bacanya gimana tapi gua dapet sms gua disuruh ngembaliin. Etdah bujut gua aja gak tau itu punya siapa. Pas gua mau ngembaliin tuh anak kucing, tiba2..........................gua terbangun. Ternyata semuanya mimpi. Gila. Parah. Real banget. Gua baru ngerasain rasanya jadi cowok. It was damn fun anyway. &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/6032746961860996072-4708889842422527289?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/4708889842422527289/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/longest-dream-ever.html#comment-form' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4708889842422527289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4708889842422527289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/longest-dream-ever.html' title='Longest dream ever'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-8156326992318731948</id><published>2009-02-13T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T21:04:04.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;said today is valentine's day. i dont have any idea what is it. could somebody explain it to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-8156326992318731948?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/8156326992318731948/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/they.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8156326992318731948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8156326992318731948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/they.html' title='They'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-887879952392513999</id><published>2009-02-08T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:23:56.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They do have the same look!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I think they have the same look. I dont care if you say they dont but i think they do. And for the first couple is.......... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Martin johnson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Gerard waaaaaaaay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Whooohooo double hottie what more could you ask for? lol. And uh you better ignore that woman. Unfortunately Gee doesnt have Martin's chin and Martin doesnt have Gee's eyes and i think thats fair enough. Take a look at pictures below and you will think what i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i460.photobucket.com/albums/qq322/tashaa-jaynee/Meandmartinjohnsonmonochrome.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 480px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm244/JonasFan_DAC/Gerard%20Way/35.png" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 149px; height: 160px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the second place, we had &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Adam Lazzara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taking Back Sunday&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;William Beckett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Academy Is.....&lt;/span&gt;.! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa243/paramore94/william%20becket/williambeckett4-10.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 749px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t233/TBSandHEARTS/_lazzara.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 707px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And in the third place, we had &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Milo Ventimiglia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I dont know why but yes i think they look the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k252/adinajud/Milo/milo-ventimiglia.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 337px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i134.photobucket.com/albums/q107/goldenlover666/mraz.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 230px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually there are a lots of more but its quite hard to put it well. See ya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6032746961860996072-887879952392513999?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/887879952392513999/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/they-do-have-same-look.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/887879952392513999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/887879952392513999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/they-do-have-same-look.html' title='They do have the same look!'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm244/JonasFan_DAC/Gerard%20Way/th_35.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-8742954483170547465</id><published>2009-02-08T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T04:36:10.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things i need now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i668.photobucket.com/albums/vv50/AHMEDSAIDI/iphone3gcrystal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://i668.photobucket.com/albums/vv50/AHMEDSAIDI/iphone3gcrystal.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i640.photobucket.com/albums/uu122/zakk_2009/DVG_Sidekick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 478px; height: 380px;" src="http://i640.photobucket.com/albums/uu122/zakk_2009/DVG_Sidekick.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-8742954483170547465?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/8742954483170547465/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/things-i-need-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8742954483170547465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8742954483170547465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/things-i-need-now.html' title='Things i need now'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-8837491804971215181</id><published>2009-02-06T00:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T01:08:22.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled by Unknown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You are my middle name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are my typical day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are that emoticon that I used on my messenger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are more than just one of my friend on Myspace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are my medicine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you're exactly one of a brand new drugs for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-8837491804971215181?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/8837491804971215181/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/untitled-by-unknown.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8837491804971215181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/8837491804971215181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/untitled-by-unknown.html' title='Untitled by Unknown'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-7965366311604607253</id><published>2009-02-05T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T19:31:46.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my teacher said</title><content type='html'>"kata2 di blognya ga karuan." its better than be a BIG FAT LIAR, right? and it doesnt hurt anyone. my blog cant be hurt if i use those offensive word. Ha ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-7965366311604607253?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/7965366311604607253/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-teacher-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/7965366311604607253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/7965366311604607253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-teacher-said.html' title='my teacher said'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-693037203497869047</id><published>2009-02-01T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T05:37:42.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another preview</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd313/ayeay/chemical-romance-desolation-row--la.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 386px;" src="http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd313/ayeay/chemical-romance-desolation-row--la.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DESOLATION ROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd313/ayeay/mikey--large-msg-123347117666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd313/ayeay/mikey--large-msg-123347117666.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mikey between the takes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q197/manuelita_mcr/My%20Chemical%20Romance/normal_desolation_row_shoot13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q197/manuelita_mcr/My%20Chemical%20Romance/normal_desolation_row_shoot13.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New Mikey and errrr that woman again, and GEE is behind Mikey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What an awesome show back isnt it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-693037203497869047?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/693037203497869047/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-preview.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/693037203497869047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/693037203497869047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-preview.html' title='another preview'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q197/manuelita_mcr/My%20Chemical%20Romance/th_normal_desolation_row_shoot13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-3218866752278606129</id><published>2009-02-01T02:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T02:13:31.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preview</title><content type='html'>Of Desolation Row. Its an awesome video. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It's Gee!!!!!!!!! New Gee!!!!!! with his long hair. AGAIN. and uh.......a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l281/mcrbitch_2006/desolationrow7.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 756px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc281/MyChemRock182/StuffAsh/My%20Chemical%20Romance/BAND/mcrshootingnewvideofordesolationrow.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 668px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah its in the making of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6032746961860996072-3218866752278606129?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/3218866752278606129/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/preview.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3218866752278606129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3218866752278606129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/02/preview.html' title='Preview'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-1082380407945559244</id><published>2009-01-31T06:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T06:20:32.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A YEAR!</title><content type='html'>Yeah its already A YEAAAARRRRRR he left me here before i met him!! You know that i miss you so much dont you? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-1082380407945559244?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/1082380407945559244/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/year.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/1082380407945559244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/1082380407945559244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/year.html' title='A YEAR!'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-7344496239868906920</id><published>2009-01-30T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T06:44:13.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MCR MCR MCR</title><content type='html'>Yeyyyyyyy their new song is coming! their new song is coming! DESOLATION ROW is coming! actually just like what gee said its not a new song, they just cover from Bob Dylan's. This song is one of the Watchmen soundtrack and i think its soooooooo coooooooooool xD i miss my chem so mucccchhhhhhh i've heard once---or maybe twice---or more,  and i've seen the video but no longer because its only a preview. I cannot wait anymore actually. it is starting to drive me crrraaazzyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-7344496239868906920?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/7344496239868906920/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/mcr-mcr-mcr.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/7344496239868906920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/7344496239868906920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/mcr-mcr-mcr.html' title='MCR MCR MCR'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-2786040669942261654</id><published>2009-01-25T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T06:27:06.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dearest Grannyyyyyy</title><content type='html'>I dont know why but i want to post a blog about my grandma. She is my deaaaaaaarest grandma because i dont have another grandma anymore. Yeah she was passed away. She lived with my family, here, in the same house. I usually called her Eyang Ti, and she doesnt want anybody to call her with her real name. Haha. Okay, the first reason why i love her just because she is my grandma. I dont want to be a bad grand daughter. I believe in karma ya know. Laugh at me people LAUGH. And the second is, she is sooooo loveable to me. She always treat me like a little girl. Really. Jadi cerita nya gini. Kan bokap gua ngajak ke ulang taun temennya, cuman gua males, tapi bokap gua membujuk2 gitu kan. Eh terus eyang gua bilang, "ayo ikut aja, entar dapet hadiah lho, dapet souvenir." Gossssh it feels like im having a very very long time ago flashback. No one treat me like that so far----after i grew up okay---except her. I dont have any idea why did she say that but i love that. It made my heart melt, but still i dont want to go to that party. But i cant get that word outta my head. Okay, go ahead. and the third reason is...........i look like her. Actually i look like my mom, but my mom look like her. My mom said i got my eyes from her. Mata gua katanya gak pure item2 amat, dan itu dari eyang ti gua itu. Thanks god. LOL. And the fourth reason is, she is my inspiration. She never give up. Not just because she is already become an old lady, but it doesnt mean she can only sleep and sit and sleep and eat and sleep. She is an active old woman. And the fifth reason is, i cant loose her. She is the only grandma which i have in this whole world. Terus suatu hari tuh eyang gua pernah nyeritain gua tentang jaman belanda dulu. Gimana keadaan perang, gimana rasanya, gimana caranya berlindung waktu perang, gimana dulu caranya supaya gak di tembak tentara belanda, EVEN SHE TOLD ME HOW HANDSOME THE SEKUTU ARE. Sumpah ya itu gua berjam-jam diceritain tentang itu. But i love it. Seru bgt berkhayal jaman belanda gitu. Kemana2 bule with his pointing nose and pale skin and cool uniform and a gun on his hand (L) but no one can replace my dearest Sue ;p And the next reason: me and her have the same genre of music. We like rock. Cuma gua dan eyang gua yang suka rock. Cool huh? Tiba2 tuh ya gua keinget sama Gee yang juga sayaaaaaaaaang bgt sama neneknya, Elena Lee Rush, yang terus dia bikin lagu Helena, yang kayaknya tuh ngungkapin sesal nya si gee gara2 ga ada di samping neneknya waktu nenek nya itu meninggal, and that makes me saaaad. Well, i think thats all. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-2786040669942261654?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/2786040669942261654/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-dearest-grannyyyyyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2786040669942261654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2786040669942261654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-dearest-grannyyyyyy.html' title='My dearest Grannyyyyyy'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-3264030010277598362</id><published>2009-01-23T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:11:36.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Want to Watch Watchmen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ini yaa gua gasabar banget nungguin 6 Maret!!!!!! Bikin geregetan tapi gua juga pengen baca novel nya dulu tapi ya gitu kaga nemu2 gua. Gua tertarik &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watchmen&lt;/span&gt; karena Gee suka banget sama ini. Karena penasaran, akhirnya gua cek eh ternyata sepertinya menarik daaaaaaaaan ada salah satu tokoh nya yang................ fucking cute (L) There he is............... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://screenrant.com/images/watchmen-ozymandias.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 380px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;GOSSSSSSSSSH I LOVE HIM SO MUCH (K)(K)(K) His name is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;OZYMANDIAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. He is played by Matthew Goode. Well, i think he looks a little like a vampire but i dont care. I'll always remember him as a HERO not a fucking vampire. And one more, My Chemical Romance join the soundtrack too. They cover Bob Dylan's song, 'Desolation Row'. That is why i love watchmen more and more. mwa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/6032746961860996072-3264030010277598362?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/3264030010277598362/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/want-to-watch-watchmen.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3264030010277598362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3264030010277598362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/want-to-watch-watchmen.html' title='Want to Watch Watchmen!'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-6482357949420597786</id><published>2009-01-23T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T01:13:34.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sluter Sluter Sluter and always Sluttie</title><content type='html'>Slut. You know they live sooooooooo close with us. I know some of them. I dont have any idea what were they thinking then they could act like that. Its effing disgusting you know. But sometimes they called some girls 'slut' too. HELLO WHAT ARE YOU HUH? DONT YOU REALISE THAT YOU ARE ONE OF THEM? DONT YOU KNOW THAT YOU ARE HER? HUH?&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/6032746961860996072-6482357949420597786?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/6482357949420597786/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/bitcher-and-bitcher-and-bitcher-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/6482357949420597786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/6482357949420597786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/bitcher-and-bitcher-and-bitcher-and.html' title='Sluter Sluter Sluter and always Sluttie'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-9104088022990809482</id><published>2009-01-22T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:23:34.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 more days.............</title><content type='html'>Its almost a year he left me here before i met him. You know that i miss you, dont you? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-9104088022990809482?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/9104088022990809482/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/8-more-days.html#comment-form' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/9104088022990809482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/9104088022990809482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/8-more-days.html' title='8 more days.............'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-4567304496012016628</id><published>2009-01-21T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T03:48:39.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck damn shit worrrrrld</title><content type='html'>Eek besok gua sidang karya tulis didepan yang lain. Males abis. Mana guru gua plin plan nya kayak apa. Nunggu gua mati dulu kali ya. Untung taring gua kagak keluar dah tuh di ruang kepsek z Fuck damn shit nih emang. Rasanya tuh dunia nganjinggggggggggg gitu. Mana orang2 sekitar juga norak ga ada yang beres. Kangen Martyyyyyyyyy sama Geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee sumpah. Pokoknya abis sidang ya gua pengen minta beliin rbtl. Ohya terus maap yak yang suka tersiksa kalo gua tiba2 ngomong gaenak, kasar, dalem, tajem, dan lain-lain itu artinya gua emang gasuka sama lo oke gua gamau munafik aja kok. Ini bukan cuma buat satu orang doang tapi buat semua nya. Terima aja lah emang gua kalo ngomong ga pernah mikir dulu. But trust me, its fuckin fun to say what youre thinking at the moment. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-4567304496012016628?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/4567304496012016628/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/fuck-damn-shit-worrrrrld.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4567304496012016628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/4567304496012016628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/fuck-damn-shit-worrrrrld.html' title='fuck damn shit worrrrrld'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-6652685269466719943</id><published>2009-01-18T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T03:44:07.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new goaaaaaaaaaaal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;All i want to get this month: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watchmen novel and movie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I really cant wait for the movie. I think its pretty cool. But i want to read the novel first, then i cant love the movie COMPLETELY. And i dont know what should i say if they like it too. I wont give Watchmen to them. It is truely mine. Well, i think they wont love it. They arent high enough. p.s. and the soundtrack too. I SHOULD GET IT SOON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RBTL. I think i dont have to explain this too much. i think every girl on this earth want it too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My chem's new press photos---STILL. And i want to see lynz's baby bump. Maybe it can cheer me up, it just reminds me how loveable gee is so he can make that baby bump in lynz's stomach. lllllloooooollllll okayyyyyy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-6652685269466719943?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/6652685269466719943/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-new-goaaaaaaaaaaal.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/6652685269466719943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/6652685269466719943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-new-goaaaaaaaaaaal.html' title='My new goaaaaaaaaaaal'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-3135168520577158752</id><published>2009-01-18T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T02:07:28.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinda lazy for school. Pretty lazy I think</title><content type='html'>So i just got back from JJS camp and that was my last. I cant sleep well because I felt like sleep on a bones. and now i feel so much pain on my back. and i hate that. That's all. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-3135168520577158752?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/3135168520577158752/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/kinda-lazy-for-school-pretty-lazy-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3135168520577158752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/3135168520577158752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/kinda-lazy-for-school-pretty-lazy-i.html' title='Kinda lazy for school. Pretty lazy I think'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-715472045068090424</id><published>2009-01-10T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:09:37.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>McDonald's Rap &lt;3</title><content type='html'>I think it's a new brand genre of music. Sounds cool and I think I have to try it someday. I'd like to.  There it is; MCDONALD'S RAP. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5sw2OvIgoO8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5sw2OvIgoO8&lt;/a&gt;. Clik more info to get the lyrics. It's incredible. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-715472045068090424?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/715472045068090424/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/mcdonalds-rap-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/715472045068090424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/715472045068090424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/mcdonalds-rap-3.html' title='McDonald&apos;s Rap &lt;3'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032746961860996072.post-2066114734916423842</id><published>2009-01-05T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:46:13.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One song, about a school</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is my first day to school in this new year. And I hate it. And I'm sick of it. I want to get the hell outta there and go to work. Why should people go to school if they can earn money without it? Why the hell people make school anyway. I know it's time to change because it's already new year and we should turn to a better person in this new year and blah blah blah blah and and la la la la and yeah talk to my dog's ass. It's JUST a different year. I dont wanna be a liar. You've said you'll change but you cant prove it so you better keep that words in your fuckin mouth rite? Be a better person is not fun. I'd rather be an evil this year. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6032746961860996072-2066114734916423842?l=ayeaaay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/feeds/2066114734916423842/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-song-about-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2066114734916423842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6032746961860996072/posts/default/2066114734916423842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayeaaay.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-song-about-school.html' title='One song, about a school'/><author><name>Ayeay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899107234217667029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y5DaSgs3prM/S3f1fJI7VxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pHYZMnobKSg/S220/Copy+of+Copy+of+IMG_0826.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
