<?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-364334094304969701</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:28:13.623+07:00</updated><category term='just telling'/><category term='exam'/><category term='nights'/><category term='the family'/><category term='me'/><category term='idling'/><category term='songs'/><category term='the nature'/><category term='secrets'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='God'/><category term='hisquotes'/><category term='my friends'/><category term='the world through a lense'/><category term='boys'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='kisah kereta'/><category term='my day'/><category term='the mind'/><category term='school'/><category term='assignments'/><category term='rain'/><category term='ALSA'/><category term='promises'/><category term='my dreams'/><category term='holy-day(s)'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='my life'/><category term='another heart issue'/><category term='health'/><category term='travelling'/><category term='the future'/><category term='kiddo'/><category term='poems'/><category term='ECOMP'/><title type='text'>speak your heart out. or not.</title><subtitle type='html'>ketika emosi bermain, rasio menjadi penyaring</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>238</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-6011116957844651592</id><published>2011-08-08T17:44:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T18:09:58.273+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;udah lama banget gue nggak bertandang ke sini. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;this place used to be my sanctuary, a place where i poured (almost) all of my emotions. yes, i indeed prefer(ed) writing things down instead of telling people of it. i dont know.. writing just helps me.. contemplate. while people, most of the time they're just so judgemental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;dan setelah 5 bulan berkhianat, di sini lah gue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;mungkin karena perasaan gue yang lagi terombang-ambing dengan hebatnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; *tsah* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;all i can say is that i'm hurt. i'm confused. i just don't know what to do. everyday feels so long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i'm questioning 2nd chances. do people deserve it? if i forgive someone, then does that oblige me giving that 2nd chance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i'm just so confused. i'm starting to question whether everything that happened was real or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-6011116957844651592?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/6011116957844651592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2011/08/udah-lama-banget-gue-nggak-bertandang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6011116957844651592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6011116957844651592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2011/08/udah-lama-banget-gue-nggak-bertandang.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-607252017814488073</id><published>2011-03-19T23:52:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T00:18:24.944+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALSA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my dreams'/><title type='text'>back from Aceh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty amazing. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Selalu senang rasanya mengunjungi suatu tempat yang baru, dengan suasana dan kebiasaan yang berbeda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Misalnya dari hal-hal sederhana, seperti waktu sholat yang lebih lambat kurang lebih satu jam dari pada di jabodetabek dikarenakan matahari yang terbit dan tenggelam lebih lam (walaupun gue nggak menjalankan ibadah sholat, tetep aja menarik buat gue hehe) sampai keindahan pantai dan lautnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on my previous post I mentioned that my travel to Aceh isn't just for attending ALSA's National General Assembly, but also for another purpose. Another "big step". And that is: candidating my self as ALSA Indonesia's President National Board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did it go?&lt;br /&gt;To make it short: I didn't win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I did give my best shot. I did make my fellow UI delegates proud. And I am content with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know God has other plans for me, and He will never let me down. And not being  elected as President of ALSA Indonesia is what He has chosen for me and He alone let it happened.&lt;br /&gt;I'm staying positive here, and I wish Marializia Abdullah, my dearest friend, the very best luck in running ALSA Indonesia for the next 12 months :)&lt;br /&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/364334094304969701-607252017814488073?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/607252017814488073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2011/03/back-from-aceh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/607252017814488073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;ya, aceh!&lt;br /&gt;saya sangat bersemangat. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's gonna be fun and interesting.&lt;/span&gt; karena bukan sekedar di kota banda aceh, tapi saya akan ke pulau sabang. salah satu pulau terluar indonesia. satu lagi, saya akan memakai kerudung. kapan lagi coba? :D&lt;br /&gt;selain &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; dengan tempatnya, saya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;excited &lt;/span&gt;dengan apa yang akan saya lakukan nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is one of the hugest thing in my life so far that i'm gonna do. but i can't tell you now. i will, though, after i get back :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aceh pasti akan sangat menyenangkan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-3261894401644647897?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just wish i could. but somehow i cannot.&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/364334094304969701-650061939405922332?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/650061939405922332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2011/03/marah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/650061939405922332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/650061939405922332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2011/03/marah.html' title='MARAH!'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-8765176011338117838</id><published>2011-03-04T17:49:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T19:46:25.779+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'>saya masih memikulnya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;air mata, keringat, dan kerja keras. semua sudah saya berikan. saya berusaha untuk memenuhi standar yang sudah saya targetkan serta yang orang lain harapkan. tapi saya percaya, bahwa selain usaha yang datangnya dari tangan kita, ada hal-hal lain yang ikut berpengaruh terhadap apa yang disebut sebagai sebuah kesuksesan. apakah orang lain bisa melihat itu? apakah orang lain bisa untuk tidak menilai hasil akhir semata, tetapi melihat juga proses? apakah orang lain bisa melebarkan sedikit standar kesuksesan itu sendiri, dan tidak hanya terpaku pada satu aspek saja?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;penyesalan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;perasaan yang paling tidak enak. sungguh. saya bisa memaafkan orang lain. saya bisa melupakan kesalahan mereka. tapi kenapa begitu sulit memaafkan diri sendiri? seandainya saya bisa memutar balik waktu. seandainya ini dan seandainya itu. percuma.. semua sudah berlalu. kini saya hanya bisa menyesal. dan sejujurnya saya letih menyesal. saya sangat ingin memaafkan diri saya sendiri, tidak lagi memandang ke belakang.&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/364334094304969701-8765176011338117838?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/8765176011338117838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2011/03/saya-masih-memikulnya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/8765176011338117838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/8765176011338117838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2011/03/saya-masih-memikulnya.html' title='saya masih memikulnya.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-3703927797376334750</id><published>2011-01-28T19:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T19:06:17.255+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hisquotes'/><title type='text'>"Cos making you feel better also makes me feel wonderful"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-3703927797376334750?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/3703927797376334750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2011/01/cos-making-you-feel-better-also-makes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/3703927797376334750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/3703927797376334750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2011/01/cos-making-you-feel-better-also-makes.html' title='&quot;Cos making you feel better also makes me feel wonderful&quot;'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-121918160638684445</id><published>2010-12-15T20:00:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T20:12:24.938+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'>sometimes i just wish i could speak out what i really feel inside.</title><content type='html'>instead of saying that i'm okay with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-121918160638684445?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/121918160638684445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/12/sometimes-i-just-wish-i-could-speak-out.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/121918160638684445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/121918160638684445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/12/sometimes-i-just-wish-i-could-speak-out.html' title='sometimes i just wish i could speak out what i really feel inside.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-6642926250322140165</id><published>2010-12-08T23:38:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T00:02:00.729+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'>before this day is over..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a few months ago i wrote on my facebook status:&lt;br /&gt;"some people build walls, not to keep others out but to see who cares enough to break  them down"&lt;br /&gt;that's exactly what i did for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny that he was touched by that line. and when he read it he was at the point where he almost gave up on me &amp;amp; thought i was pushing him away. then he understood what i was doing, and kept going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i wasn't happy before. it's just that now i feel another happiness i have long forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm happy to know you're happy as well, simply because of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/TP-4IyrccZI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Dk50agBBdJU/s1600/IMG01372-20101208-2345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/TP-4IyrccZI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Dk50agBBdJU/s320/IMG01372-20101208-2345.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548355727126196626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thank you, tantra josua pasaribu :)&lt;br /&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/364334094304969701-6642926250322140165?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/6642926250322140165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/12/before-this-day-is-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6642926250322140165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6642926250322140165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/12/before-this-day-is-over.html' title='before this day is over..'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/TP-4IyrccZI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Dk50agBBdJU/s72-c/IMG01372-20101208-2345.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-7787148459908088999</id><published>2010-12-06T23:55:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T00:46:50.410+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the mind'/><title type='text'>merangkum rasa setahun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Desember.&lt;br /&gt;Bulan terakhir dari tahun 2010, layaknya yang terakhir di tahun-tahun sebelumnya.&lt;br /&gt;Saya merasa waktu berlalu sangat cepat.&lt;br /&gt;Klise? Memang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perjalanan menuju hari-hari terakhir di tahun ini memaksa saya untuk merenungkan apa yang telah terjadi selama 11 bulan ke belakang. Manusia macam apa yang telah saya bangun dalam diri saya? Kehidupan seperti apa yang telah saya maknai? Dampak apa yang telah saya berikan kepada orang-orang di sekeliling saya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kehadiran berbagai orang, silih datang dan pergi. Pemikulan tanggung jawab-tanggung jawab. Pengambilan keputusan dan mencicipi kekecewaan. Emosi yang luluh lantak dan kemudian menari. Ketakutan lalu kebanggaan. Semua cita-cita yang tercapai, mimpi-mimpi yang tak tergenggam. Ambisi yang teratasi, dan keminderan yang tidak terbukti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya berusaha menata setiap sisi kehidupan, mengelola pikiran dan perasaan agar sejalan. Berdoa dan bekerja. Maksiat lalu bertobat. Atau kembali pada kehidupan lama, tidak lepas dari segala nista dan noda. Mengisi relung kehampaan, mencari kebahagiaan. Menemukan lalu menjalankan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pujian dan cacian. Keluhan di depan dan omongan di belakang. Penghormatan lalu penginjakan. Dipandang sebelah mata, dan tidak dipandang sama sekali. Diagungkan. Dihindari. Dipajang bak hiasan cantik lalu dilipat rapi ke dalam lemari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak hal yang saya perbuat di masa lampau, di 11 bulan kemarin. Banyak hal yang saya tidak bangga akannya, namun saya tahu saya telah melaluinya. Bertahan. Belajar. Berubah.&lt;br /&gt;Pembentukan, itu adalah proses. Untuk mencapai bentuk, itulah tujuan. Tanah liat harus dipencet dan ditekan untuk menjadi suatu benda yang apik dan berarti.&lt;br /&gt;Tidak ada proses yang enak. Tidak ada proses yang mulus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kelak bila kamu memandang ke belakang, kamu akan mengerti akan semua yang telah terjadi. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because life can only be understood when you play it backwards.&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/364334094304969701-7787148459908088999?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/7787148459908088999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/12/merangkum-rasa-setahun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/7787148459908088999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/7787148459908088999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/12/merangkum-rasa-setahun.html' title='merangkum rasa setahun.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-4196905055756748470</id><published>2010-11-09T23:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T23:40:37.053+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assignments'/><title type='text'>sharing some happiness :D</title><content type='html'>I'm back! After several weeks not posting anything. And the reason is because I'm having like A LOT of assignments this semester.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, never had this much. It equals the number of assignments from my 1st-4th semester!&lt;br /&gt;(Okay maybe I was exagerating but you get what my point is, huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, what made me write a little something on my blog this night is because I feel like sharing my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;All of my "galau-moments", the ones I've been writing for the past few weeks, has been payed off.&lt;br /&gt;I was finally asked and have answered "yes", an answer I have never told for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. I'm with him now, and hopefully I won't be "galau" anymore :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-4196905055756748470?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/4196905055756748470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/11/sharing-some-happiness-d.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4196905055756748470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4196905055756748470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/11/sharing-some-happiness-d.html' title='sharing some happiness :D'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-1400496091355890175</id><published>2010-10-09T22:26:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T22:36:36.642+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila hening mampu menghantarkanmu padaku,&lt;br /&gt;Bila kesendirian dan kesepian mengingatkanmu padaku,&lt;br /&gt;dan jarak ini membawamu dekat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..maka mungkin lebih baik seperti ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/364334094304969701-1400496091355890175?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/1400496091355890175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/10/normal-0-false-false-false-en-us-x-none.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1400496091355890175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1400496091355890175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/10/normal-0-false-false-false-en-us-x-none.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-6392717688007639397</id><published>2010-10-01T23:12:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T23:24:18.301+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the mind'/><title type='text'>apa itu ambisius?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"dari mata lo keliatan banget gitu lo itu ambisius.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;apa itu ambisi?&lt;br /&gt;apa itu ambisius?&lt;br /&gt;kenapa buat gue konotasinya negatif ya? apakah ambisius itu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;memang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;buruk?&lt;br /&gt;ambisius sama nggak dengan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;knowing what you want to achieve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ambisius itu lebih ke pemuasan dahaga akan jabatan &amp;amp; pembuktian eksistensi diri nggak sih?&lt;br /&gt;terus, kalo ingin mencapai sesuatu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;simply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; karena lo emang punya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; terhadap hal itu, benar-benar kegiatan itu, organisasi itu, apapun, lantas disebutnya ambisius juga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-6392717688007639397?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/6392717688007639397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/10/apa-itu-ambisius.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6392717688007639397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6392717688007639397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/10/apa-itu-ambisius.html' title='apa itu ambisius?'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-1059326304337909302</id><published>2010-09-17T15:26:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T15:36:04.671+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'>maybe it's time to let go someone I never even had.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayaknya gue lagi sering "ditampar" akhir-akhir ini. beneran deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pertama, beberapa hari yang lalu, di&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; twitter,&lt;/span&gt; seorang teman me-RT sebuah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tweet&lt;/span&gt; (oke kalimat gue mulai gak efektif) yang berbunyi: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"it's better to lose your pride with someone you love rather than to lose someone you love with your useless pride." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apabila saudara-saudari membaca dan ingat sama &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;posting&lt;/span&gt;-an saya beberapa hari yang lalu, pasti pada ngerti kenapa saya merasa tertampar dengan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tweet &lt;/span&gt;ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kedua, tadi malam setelah gue men-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stalk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;facebook &lt;/span&gt;seseorang yang menjadi subyek daripada &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;posting&lt;/span&gt;-an gue akhir-akhir ini, dan, ya, gue tahu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stalking&lt;/span&gt; itu nggak baik dan efeknya langsung gue rasakan saat itu juga, sakit hati menjalari perasaan gue. oke gue memang nggak tahu sih sebenernya kayak gimana, mungkin gue terlalu menyimpulkan, tapi yah.. udah terlanjur sakit hati dan sedih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue pun curhat sama &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;room-mate&lt;/span&gt; gue, dan seperti biasa dia bisa sedikit memberikan gue &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;positive thoughts&lt;/span&gt; tapi tetep aja, masih sedih sesedih-sedihnya deh gue.&lt;br /&gt;gue lalu nge-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tweet&lt;/span&gt;: "kalau aja, sesekali, hati bisa dibikin mati rasa..&lt;br /&gt;lalu, jeng-jeng, di-RT oleh seseorang yang ternyata adalah adek saya si abe. f&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yi&lt;/span&gt;, abe tuh jarang banget nanggepin &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tweet-tweet&lt;/span&gt; galau nan labil gue. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but last night he did, and it slapped me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"nape lu? wah.. jangan-jangan lo dicampakkan ya?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baiklah. pernyataan abe memang nggak sepenuhnya benar, dan nggak sepenuhnya salah juga (oke kayaknya curcol gue makin gak colongan ya, hemmm, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whatever&lt;/span&gt;..) tapi, apa yah, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he just made the pain i felt felt more real.&lt;/span&gt; ngerti kan? plis banget ngerti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anyways&lt;/span&gt;, gue kemudian nge-bbm adek gue, diawali dengan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;emoticon&lt;/span&gt; :'( (nangis)&lt;br /&gt;dan tahukah kamu apa tanggapan adek tersayang gue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abe : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i'm busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;. besok aja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;gue : jahat lo be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(sumpah emang jahat banget bisa-bisanya dia ngomong gtu, apalagi nangis   gue makin deres)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;abe : sumpah PR gue numpuk banget. gw udah bisa tebak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;he was toying you around. right? classic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah sumpah, sumpah. ke-blak-blak-an abe bener-bener bikin gue makin sedih. dan akhirnya gue pun curhat panjang lebar, dan abe nanggepin juga, lupa sama PR-nya kali ya, sampe  gue ketawa-ketawa (karena masa adek gue ga ngerti arti kata "stalk"! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i was like, doohh!&lt;/span&gt;) dan sampe akhirnya dia yang gantian curhat. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan yang ketiga, tadi gue ngebuka &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;-nya &lt;a href="http://marrymargaretha.blogspot.com/2010/09/for-you.html"&gt;marry&lt;/a&gt; dan terdapat sebuah quote dari trisha yearwood &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i don't know who she is)&lt;/span&gt; yang bilang: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;what's meant to be will always find a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was like&lt;/span&gt;, tertohok tertohok dan tertohok.. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hey marry, if you're reading this, you're responsible too for making me feel this way! nah, just kidding.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so anyways..&lt;/span&gt; gue jadi berpikir aja. mungkin ini adalah, lagi, sebuah kegagalan. sesuatu yang emang belom waktunya aja. sesuatu yang nggak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meant to be&lt;/span&gt;. hmmmm, atau bisa juga sih, gue yang terlalu ngambil kesimpulan. entah lah. gue sendiri jadi bingung maksud awal gue nulis ini semua apa. buat yang udah baca sampe sini, makasih banyak udah baca ya. dan maafkan kesampahan postingan-postingan gue, terutama akhir-akhir ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah ah, gue ngomong kayak udah nggak akan nge-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt; lagi. doakan saya yang terbaik ya  teman!&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/364334094304969701-1059326304337909302?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/1059326304337909302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/09/maybe-its-time-to-let-go-someone-i_17.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1059326304337909302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1059326304337909302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/09/maybe-its-time-to-let-go-someone-i_17.html' title='maybe it&apos;s time to let go someone I never even had.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-6691413959983960028</id><published>2010-09-17T00:22:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T13:02:20.250+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'>after 5 months, so i did.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was only a few days ago I asked my self: when was the last time I cried?&lt;br /&gt;Because it's been pretty much a while since I did. After recalling, I think the last tear I dropped was around April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this night I just did. And unbelievably, I cried over you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-6691413959983960028?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/6691413959983960028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/09/after-5-months-so-i-did.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6691413959983960028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6691413959983960028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/09/after-5-months-so-i-did.html' title='after 5 months, so i did.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-7268415588984080675</id><published>2010-09-11T11:39:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T11:48:45.848+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'>this thing called pride.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"lo orangnya gengsian, sih, ya.." ujar seorang teman saya tadi malam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes people, i am. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my motto: pride over everything. especially.. yeah, especially when it goes with love. with guys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;..while you're playing it cool. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't know. trying to act casual, maybe?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dengan gue yang punya gengsi selangit, dan lo yang sok&lt;em&gt; cool&lt;/em&gt;, gue jadi berpikir..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is this ever going to get anywhere real?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;while someone once told me, "sometimes you just got to throw your pride away.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-7268415588984080675?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/7268415588984080675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/09/this-thing-called-pride.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/7268415588984080675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/7268415588984080675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/09/this-thing-called-pride.html' title='this thing called pride.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-4841692620709680147</id><published>2010-09-08T13:04:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T13:10:25.714+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'>why it hurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i always love you being around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i like the way you tease me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then laugh innocently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i like the way you grab my hands, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and tickle me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i like the way you piss me off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but then rub my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love how you look into my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i'm so touched when you show how much you care of your beloved ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but it hurts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to pretend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to act casual,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to be "just friends"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and it hurts the most, when i don't know whether this is real or only a game to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-4841692620709680147?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/4841692620709680147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/09/why-it-hurts.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4841692620709680147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4841692620709680147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/09/why-it-hurts.html' title='why it hurts'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-2922004670624205857</id><published>2010-08-27T16:48:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T17:19:45.103+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my dreams'/><title type='text'>writing in my escape.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi, peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I last write. I was just not being in the mood. Yeah, yeah. Me and my stupid mood. Anyways, now that I am, it's not really because my mood has came back. I'm just in need of escaping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning to spend all day being lazy, sleeping, reading or doing other stuffs alone when suddenly.. BAM! Someone/something stole it. So I went away. Searched for another place to enjoy my being-alone time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. A lot of things are running inside my head now. School's starting like real soon. And I'm starting my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;program kekhususan&lt;/span&gt;, that is, Transnational Law. So I'm kind off excited but scared at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that I'm planning something quite, well, big.. For my future in law school.. I can't tell what it is right now. But I will soon, when the time is right.&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyFull" title="Justify Full" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 13);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Justify Full" class="gl_align_full" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently also being, you can say,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; labil.&lt;/span&gt; It's this heart-to-do issue. Haha. Silly me. Just being confused all over again. I recently just realized how easy I become &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sympathetic &lt;/span&gt;with boys. Hem, I hope you don't get me wrong. It's just something about my self I just discovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if you remember the list I made during the first days of summer break, it's about things I wanna do. And from 9 things, I accomplished 7! The 2 things I failed fulfilling are: finishing some books I have and taking driving lessons. But, oh well, overall I'm glad with what I've done in the past 3 months :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, gotta be prepared for Monday!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really, really&lt;/span&gt; wanna excel in the upcoming semester. I know I say this like in the every beginning of the new semester and end up having a gradated GPA, plus I make a lot of excuses for my self for failing to reach my targets. But, hey, this is what I've been waiting for since the beginning of my life in FH UI. Transnational Law!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, people, help me being alarmed of my goal this semester :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/364334094304969701-2922004670624205857?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/2922004670624205857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/08/hi-peeps-its-been-while-since-i-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2922004670624205857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2922004670624205857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/08/hi-peeps-its-been-while-since-i-last.html' title='writing in my escape.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-3478247425570519337</id><published>2010-07-31T17:10:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T17:16:06.801+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>tonite..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFF TO KOREA&lt;br /&gt;23.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;zuper exzited!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/364334094304969701-3478247425570519337?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/3478247425570519337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/07/tonite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/3478247425570519337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/3478247425570519337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/07/tonite.html' title='tonite..'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-837929073990599145</id><published>2010-07-10T00:48:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T01:15:12.275+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Fresh Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;One of my "goals" in this summer break is to watch some DVDs of serial movies I wanted to watch since long but didn't have the time to. One of it is "Chuck".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Chuck. He's this cute-geeky kinda guy that accidentally downloaded this top-secret government data into his brain and he's "dating" Sarah, this super hot secret agent. What I meant by "dating" is that they aren't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;dating, because it's just a cover. And, yes people, as you can guess they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;turn out&lt;/span&gt; to have real feelings for each other. But of course, Sarah wouldn't admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In episode 8, Chuck finally got fed up with this girlfriend-boyfriend cover with Sarah. Especially after she told him that their relationship isn't going anywhere real. So he decided to "break-up" with Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The longer we go, the longer we keep trying to fool people into believing that we're a real couple.. The person I keep fooling the most.. Is me.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while he was saying that, the background music was Fresh Feeling by Eels. And I don't know why I just loved the lines and the song.  I just can't get both out of my head. So currently I'm addicted to this song, I'm listening to it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You don't have a clue&lt;br /&gt;what it is like to be next to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to tell you&lt;br /&gt;that it is good, that it is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birds singing a song, old paint is peeling&lt;br /&gt;this is that fresh, that fresh feeling&lt;br /&gt;words can't be that strong, my heart is reeling&lt;br /&gt;this is that fresh, that fresh feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try, try to forget what's in the past&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is here&lt;br /&gt;love, orange sky above, lighting your way&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing to fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birds singing a song, old paint is peeling&lt;br /&gt;this is that fresh, that fresh feeling&lt;br /&gt;words can't be that strong, my heart is reeling&lt;br /&gt;this is that fresh, that fresh feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are good&lt;br /&gt;babe in the hood, so pure and so free&lt;br /&gt;I'd make a safe bet&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna get whatever you need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birds singing a song, old paint is peeling&lt;br /&gt; this is that fresh, that fresh feeling&lt;br /&gt; words can't be that strong, my heart is reeling&lt;br /&gt; this is that fresh, that fresh feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That fresh feeling&lt;br /&gt;This is that fresh feeling&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/364334094304969701-837929073990599145?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/837929073990599145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/07/fresh-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/837929073990599145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/837929073990599145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/07/fresh-feeling.html' title='Fresh Feeling'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-1386782619309368520</id><published>2010-07-06T01:06:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T01:22:02.436+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'>midnight chit chat</title><content type='html'>"Si X tuh suka nanyain lo ke dia tapi dia gatau perasaan X ini gimana sama lo!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-1386782619309368520?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/1386782619309368520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/07/midnight-chit-chat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1386782619309368520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1386782619309368520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/07/midnight-chit-chat.html' title='midnight chit chat'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-1442553751475417190</id><published>2010-07-05T19:02:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T19:23:11.126+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'>an obvious sign.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lucu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're playing cool in front of me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tapi di belakang, &lt;/span&gt;ternyata&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, lo masih nanyain gue juga. Sampe nelfon temen gue segala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't you expressing anything to me? I need a sign. An obvious one. Because right when I thought that it isn't me, she told me that you called just to ask things about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Why are you not trying to get to know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; from me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm old fashioned about this. I'm the girl. I don't want to be the one who's making the moves too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So prove it, IF you're really into me (as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; said)&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/364334094304969701-1442553751475417190?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/1442553751475417190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/07/obvious-sign.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1442553751475417190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1442553751475417190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/07/obvious-sign.html' title='an obvious sign.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-7069760154386674966</id><published>2010-07-05T14:26:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T15:16:57.510+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>i am my own comfort zone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ikut gue aja sil, daripada lo sendirian..!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. What's the problem of being alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sejujurnya gue sangat menikmati kesendirian.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I can do whatever I want to do without being worried that I'll make someone bored to death waiting for me doing something. Or worried about how quiet/boring I am/could be when I'm around someone. Or worried with other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being alone gives me space to think. To contemplate. To feel. To dream. To enjoy my own existance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong. It's not that I don't have any friends. Or I don't like seing people or being around them. I do have friends. And I enjoy spending time with them too. With real close friends. Because I often become quiet and prefer to be the listener when I'm in the middle of a bunch of not-so-close people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely?&lt;br /&gt;Well that's another feeling. Nope.. I don't feel lonely when I'm alone. When you enjoy being alone, then you won't feel lonely. And when you don't enjoy being in the middle of a bunch of people, you'd feel lonely anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. i enjoy being alone. And therefore I don't feel lonely. it's simply the way I am :D&lt;br /&gt;: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/364334094304969701-7069760154386674966?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/7069760154386674966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-my-own-comfort-zone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/7069760154386674966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/7069760154386674966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-my-own-comfort-zone.html' title='i am my own comfort zone.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-7608172577299846721</id><published>2010-07-04T17:15:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T17:40:16.208+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the family'/><title type='text'>college boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sebut gue lebay, atau apalah..&lt;br /&gt;Tapi gue bener-bener terharu akhirnya adik cowok gue satu-satunya, Abraham Madison Manurung, akhirnya akan memulai dunia perkuliahan besok!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the new college boy! Fakultas MIPA IPB, jurusan statistik. Sekolah statistik terbaik di Indonesia (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;according to my dad&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun di IPB, Abe akan tinggal di asrama dan bukan di rumah. Hari ini gue dengan nyokap dan bokap ngaterin dia pindahan. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'm excited that he's going to be in a new world. And it's not only because it's college world, but also because he's going out from his comfort zone. For 14 years, that is from kindergarden until high school, he's been going to 1 school only: Regina Pacis Bogor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, yeah, I'm glad that he's going to have to face this challenge. Adapting, having new friends, holding new responsibilities and everything. He's finally going to face the real world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So good luck my no-longer-lil-bro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do well there :)&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/364334094304969701-7608172577299846721?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/7608172577299846721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/07/college-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/7608172577299846721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/7608172577299846721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/07/college-boy.html' title='college boy'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-2441390389896542904</id><published>2010-06-26T20:37:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T22:16:34.266+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the nature'/><title type='text'>5 days in heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I miss writing..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I do have something to write about: just got back from Bali 2 nights ago. What a nice trip it was. A vacation I was longing for, getting away a little far from Bogor, Depok, or Jakarta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a family vacation. My dad had this meeting in Bali, and after his meeting's over, my mom and Joe flew off last Thursday. Abe had his prom night on Friday and Rae had her graduation on Saturday so they both took off on Saturday evening. I had another thing to do on Saturday night so I was the last one to go on Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in this Hotel at Nusa Dua, Nusa Dua Beach Hotel and Spa. Most of the visitors who stayed were expatriates from Australia. Young newlyweds on their honeymoon, or old couples going on a vacation. The hotel was nice, our room was near to the beach. At nights, I get to sit at the terrace and feel the smell of salty air and listen to the waves thumping with a big wide starry sky above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some interesting places we visited. We went to Jimbaran for dinner (twice) where the seafood was pretty good and the tables were actually on the seashore. Also to Ubud,  where great handcrafts are produced and displayed and galleries. Then Kintamani, it's like the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;puncak&lt;/span&gt; of Bali where you can see the Batur and Agung mountain.  There was also Waterblow, a place where you can actually stand on this wooden bridge and it's on these coral reefs, and anytime there'll come this big wave that hits the reef it will splash on it and the water will pour upon you. We also enjoyed the hotel's sauna and jacuzzi treatment and also went for souvenirs shopping. On our very last day, I woke up at like 5 o'clock to see the sunrise. It was absolutely wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I enjoyed the most in Bali is my engagement with nature. That engagement, every nature-with-engagement I've ever been with, has bring me to the thought and realization on how small we humans are. When I stand at the beach and throw my eyes to the endless water above me, or when I'm watching thousands of stars twinkling upon me, it came to my mind, "Wow! You're just so small, Priscilla. You're like a tiny dot, here on earth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is grateful to me, though, that given the fact that I am --we are-- a little dot in earth but have the ability to see, understand, and feel the wonders of what's in front of me. No single drop of water, no single tree, or star above has the magic to do so. How blessed it is to be alive, a thinking-living human, among other great masterpieces of God's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/TCYOCdEq9aI/AAAAAAAAAKE/yMclU3LVP44/s1600/DSCF5708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/TCYOCdEq9aI/AAAAAAAAAKE/yMclU3LVP44/s320/DSCF5708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487088631324276130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/TCYWFQKOPdI/AAAAAAAAALU/wSVtZT5OMBw/s1600/DSCF5834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/TCYWFQKOPdI/AAAAAAAAALU/wSVtZT5OMBw/s320/DSCF5834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487097475490528722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/TCYOb9S2tuI/AAAAAAAAAKM/M3tNMlCPBwc/s1600/DSCF5810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/TCYOb9S2tuI/AAAAAAAAAKM/M3tNMlCPBwc/s320/DSCF5810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487089069470430946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the Jimbaran dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/TCYVL4bJlaI/AAAAAAAAALM/hi1fGeL9pnk/s1600/DSCF5870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/TCYVL4bJlaI/AAAAAAAAALM/hi1fGeL9pnk/s320/DSCF5870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487096489866532258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;monkey forest, Ubud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/TCYTgm_kF-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/PYw8M7AnqTs/s1600/DSCF5916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/TCYTgm_kF-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/PYw8M7AnqTs/s320/DSCF5916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487094646941423586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/TCYUE36-T4I/AAAAAAAAAK0/F0L6LBrMzmw/s1600/DSCF5932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/TCYUE36-T4I/AAAAAAAAAK0/F0L6LBrMzmw/s320/DSCF5932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487095269960863618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;waterblow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/TCYUKkoUCaI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Qwqra5JnfbE/s1600/DSCF5823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/TCYUKkoUCaI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Qwqra5JnfbE/s320/DSCF5823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487095367861537186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sunrise&lt;/span&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/364334094304969701-2441390389896542904?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/2441390389896542904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-miss-writing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2441390389896542904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2441390389896542904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-miss-writing.html' title='5 days in heaven'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/TCYOCdEq9aI/AAAAAAAAAKE/yMclU3LVP44/s72-c/DSCF5708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-6896534192272776846</id><published>2010-06-14T17:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T17:57:25.930+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>Pegunungan menyembunyikan warnanya,&lt;br /&gt;meredup ditiup pergi sang bola merah yang hendak merapat pada pangkuan&lt;br /&gt;Langit melukiskan jejaknya&lt;br /&gt;Dan ia menarik rapat kehangatan siang&lt;br /&gt;Membiarkan pepohonan menunduk malu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua karenanya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-6896534192272776846?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/6896534192272776846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6896534192272776846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6896534192272776846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-2746940541018733910</id><published>2010-06-14T09:07:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T09:10:25.130+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'>what circle is this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;i like you. but you like her. while she likes him. and my bestie likes him.&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/364334094304969701-2746940541018733910?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/2746940541018733910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-circle-is-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2746940541018733910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2746940541018733910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-circle-is-this.html' title='what circle is this?'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-5863025834329083348</id><published>2010-06-11T20:04:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T09:17:57.479+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'>you put a smile on my face</title><content type='html'>Funny.&lt;br /&gt;It was really nice to know that you're excited to see me :)&lt;br /&gt;Coz I'm feeling the same way yoo, though I won't admit it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-5863025834329083348?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/5863025834329083348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-put-smile-on-my-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5863025834329083348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5863025834329083348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-put-smile-on-my-face.html' title='you put a smile on my face'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-5238048551399097159</id><published>2010-06-06T11:26:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T09:18:16.769+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'>it's what i feel, not what you see</title><content type='html'>Just because I'm not stretching my hands out means I don't want to be hugged.&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm not crying means I'm not sad.&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm smiling and laughing doesn't mean I'm not aching inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm not screaming out my feelings doesn't mean I have none.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-5238048551399097159?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/5238048551399097159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-what-i-feel-not-what-you-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5238048551399097159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5238048551399097159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-what-i-feel-not-what-you-see.html' title='it&apos;s what i feel, not what you see'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-5476354561382114638</id><published>2010-06-05T18:10:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T09:18:39.389+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'>a sudden pop-out feeling</title><content type='html'>I'm aware of this feeling. I'm kinda familiar with it.&lt;br /&gt;I just haven't feel it for a quite long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Jealous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-5476354561382114638?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/5476354561382114638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/06/sudden-pop-out-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5476354561382114638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5476354561382114638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/06/sudden-pop-out-feeling.html' title='a sudden pop-out feeling'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-776076014250771097</id><published>2010-05-31T15:25:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T15:47:52.793+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everyday is about waiting.. a hello from you just to make me get those tingles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;..so can i have another hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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/364334094304969701-776076014250771097?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/776076014250771097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/everyday-is-about-waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/776076014250771097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/776076014250771097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/everyday-is-about-waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-6327477090457490804</id><published>2010-05-28T13:32:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T00:54:23.410+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy-day(s)'/><title type='text'>lazy hazy fun exciting summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh wow my 4th semester is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;officially over!&lt;/span&gt; Wohooo!&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm free from those college routines. Seriously, that 4th semester was crazy as hell! Plus, I'm not takin any classes for this "semester pendek". I'm so fed up with law books for now. I don't understand those friends of mine who're taking a lot of credits for next SP. Don't you guys need a break? Fufu. Besides.. I want a completely fresh brain for my 5th semester because in taht semester I'll be officially majoring International Law! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have planned a few things to do this summer. So I won't be completely doing nothing (coz that would be boring), those are:&lt;br /&gt;1. I'll be volunteering in some upcoming campus events&lt;br /&gt;2. Going to bandung! Never had time to go and really enjoy bandung. And soon I will :) :)&lt;br /&gt;3. Hunting to pasar senen!! Gosh I've been waiting for myself to have time to go there. Finally I will have plenty of time. And my sister, Jo, is as excited as I am to hunt some stuffs there :D&lt;br /&gt;4. Reading those poor books of mine that have been sitting on my bookshelves for ages, untouched. There are: "Eat, Pray, Love", "Her Way: The Hopes and Ambitions of Hillary Rodham Clinton", Tan Malaka's "Madilog", "The Alchemyst", "Lovely Bones", and many more!&lt;br /&gt;5. Watching DVDs!!! I'm being sooo left out on several TV series like Gossip Girl, Heroes, Chuck, Grey's Anatomy, Glee, etc etc. I'll be staying long in front of TV now :D&lt;br /&gt;6. Taking driving lessons (again)! And this time with the driving license package!&lt;br /&gt;7. I think my dad mentioned something about Bali.. or Lombok.. Hmm hmmm, hopelfully my dad's planning something out!&lt;br /&gt;8. Fund rising, of course, for my next trip to Korea.&lt;br /&gt;9. KOREAAA! Can't can't wait for Koreaaa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah this summer is going to be so much funnnnn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-6327477090457490804?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/6327477090457490804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/lazy-hazy-fun-exciting-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6327477090457490804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6327477090457490804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/lazy-hazy-fun-exciting-summer.html' title='lazy hazy fun exciting summer!'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-5347726378790305274</id><published>2010-05-23T16:15:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T17:22:56.130+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the family'/><title type='text'>Abe, Jos, and Rae</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Gue punya 3 adik. Mereka semua unik. Mereka bertiga ngasih warna dalam kehidupan gue  engan cara yang berbeda-beda. Gue pengen cerita dikit tentang mereka, habis gue lagi bosen banget. (oke gue seharusnya belajar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;either&lt;/span&gt; lingkungan, agra, atau HAPTUN,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but oh well..&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I just feel like writing something :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dan mereka akan menjadi topik gue pada sore ini. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So please be introduced to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Abraham Madison Manurung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We call him Abe&lt;/span&gt; (baca: 'Eib', tapi gue memulai memanggilnya dengan 'A-Be' beberapa tahun yang lalu). Jos dan Rahel manggilnya "Bang Abe" (Eib). Bokap gue manggilnya "Abe" (Eib). Gue dan nyokap manggilnya "A-be". Nama depannya diambil dari Alkitab (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh well,&lt;/span&gt; nama gue dan semua adik gue juga dari Alkitab) yang artinya "Bapak segala Bangsa". Sedangkan nama tengahnya adalah nama kota tempat dia dilahirkan, yaitu ibokota negara bagian Wisconsin. Gue pernah bikin postingan khusus tentang Abe. Singkatnya, di antara ade-ade gue yang lain gue paling CS-an sama dia. Umur yang cuma beda 1 tahun 8 bulan membuat gue deket sama dia. Tumbuh bareng, berantem bareng, main bareng (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i used to force him playing Barbie with me&lt;/span&gt;), curhat tentang cewek/cowok, kongkalikong ngadepin bokap-nyokap. Abe deh pokoknya! Orangnya nggak bakat ngelucu. Tapi selalu pengen cerita sesuatu yang lucu. Jatohnya jadi garing. Tapi saking garingnya, akhirnya orang-orang ketawa juga. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He dreams to be an NBA player. And he's a math and physics freak. &lt;/span&gt;Kebalikan gue banget deh yang IPS total. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And he plays the violin, guitar, piano, and a little bit of drums.&lt;/span&gt; Kalo gue bukan kakaknya, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;say just a random girl from his school,&lt;/span&gt; gue pasti naksir berat sama Abe. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I solemnly swear I'll never tell him that&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Josephina Mendota Manurung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panggilannya Jos. Or Jo. Or Joey (dari Rahel). Di sekolah dipanggilnya Ochep (-___-). Nama tengahnya diambil dari sebuah danau deket rumah keluarga gue dulu pas tinggal di Madison. Lake Mendota. Artinya "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sunset&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pretty romantic&lt;/span&gt;. Si Jos ini tipe-tipe yang cantik-agak lemot. Sumpah lemotnya parah! Dan sering banget nyeletuk sesuatu yang, entah kenapa, selalu terdengar lucu. Jadi, kebalikannya Abe, nggak niat ngelucu, tapi omongannya lucu banget membuat terpingkal-pingkal. Tapi di balik kelemotannya itu, Jos itu sangat dewasa untuk anak seumurannya. Karena dia sekarang udah kelas 2 SMP, jadi udah bisa diajak curhat dan mintain pendapat tentang cowok *haha tetep*. Hobinya yang suka jalan-jalan ke mall sama temen-temennya itu menurut nyokap gue disebabkan karena 2 hari sebelom dia dilahirkan, nyokap gue jalan-jalan ke mall. Entahlah.. Oh iya, si Jos yang bedanya 5 tahun sama gue ini masa udah setinggi gue, coba?! *gak terima* Bakat Jos di bidang kerajinan tangan. Kata nyokap, Jos itu "rada nyeni" anaknya.. Cita-cita Jos sangat sederhana: cepet nikah dan jadi ibu rumah tangga. Yah, asal jangan ngeduluin gue aja yak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rahel Olivia Manurung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu keluarga gue selalu manggilnya "Rahel" aja karena "Ra" atau "Hel" rasa-rasanya kentang. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Until I invented&lt;/span&gt; "Achel" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;"Rae" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from &lt;/span&gt;"Rachel". Gue sangat ingat hari saat Rahel lahir, kita yang sama-sama masih SD  pulang ke rumah dan mendapat kabar dari mbak gue kalo nyokap udah melahirkan. Pas tau yang lahir cewek, Abe seketika nangis. Hahaha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyways, we went to the hospital that evening and figured that baby was stil nameless.&lt;/span&gt; Dan gue dengan kepolosan anak 3 SD nyeletuk "Namain 'Rahel' aja.. Aku tadi abis belajar tokoh itu di pelajaran agama.." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And holla! Rahel it is. &lt;/span&gt;Sebagai anak paling bungsu, memang dia sedikit manja dan egois. Di umurnya yang udah 12 hampir 13 tahun, kerjaannya masih nonton&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Disney Channel &lt;/span&gt;setiap pulang sekolah dan masih bocah banget deh kelakuannya. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rae is the clown in the family. &lt;/span&gt;Dia bisa cerita macem-macem dan membuat orang ketawa karenanya. Udah gitu suka "sotoy" dan "seenak jidat". Ini cuplikan beberapa percakapan gue dan Rahel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Rae: "Kak Pris, kenapa belom tidur? Kamu kayak nokturnal, jam segini masih bangun.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Gue: "Ha? Apaan tuh?"&lt;br /&gt;Rae: "Binatang yang nggak tidur di malam hari.."&lt;br /&gt;Gue: *%^+_?@!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;atau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rae: "Ka Pris, pijitin aku dong. This is an order! I'm not begging!"&lt;br /&gt;Gue: "$#&amp;amp;^)*!&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;atau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rae: "Kak Pris yang baik.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gue: *melirik curiga dari balik BB*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rae: "Harus ya smsannya pake 2 jari?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gue: *semakin curiga*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rae: "Pijitin aku dong???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Rahel itu paling seneng dipijitin sama digaruk-garuk punggungnya, sehingga setiap gue pulang ke rumah dan tidur di samping dia (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I dont have my own room in the new house, remember?&lt;/span&gt;) pasti gue ngelonin dia tidur dengan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;either&lt;/span&gt; ngegaruk pelan punggungnya atau dipijitin. Rahel ini anaknya pintar, selalu 10 besar tanpa banyak belajar. Tapi suka ngerasa banget kalo pintar.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I am a smart girl, you know.."&lt;/span&gt; Itu yang sering dia bilang. Gue sering jengkel sama dia, tapi kalo ga ada dia sepi juga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah.. begitulah sekilas tentang ketiga adik gue.. I love them much, even I dont say it out loud. So grateful to have you guys :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/364334094304969701-5347726378790305274?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/5347726378790305274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/abe-jos-and-rae.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5347726378790305274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5347726378790305274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/abe-jos-and-rae.html' title='Abe, Jos, and Rae'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-5577687695947939138</id><published>2010-05-22T23:42:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T23:50:48.719+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'>and after a week has gone..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dia bilang.. lo sangat menarik.. intinya dia pengen deket sama lo.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;*blush*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-5577687695947939138?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/5577687695947939138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-after-week-has-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5577687695947939138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5577687695947939138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-after-week-has-gone.html' title='and after a week has gone..'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-4952858316458266277</id><published>2010-05-16T15:11:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T15:16:40.330+07:00</updated><title type='text'>still so excited!</title><content type='html'>I have told Tante Jenny that I'm going to Korea next August. she's as excited as i am :) :)&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet her and Soo Jin and om Moon Sik.. at Korea! please come soon, August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer in Korea would absolutely be fun :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-4952858316458266277?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/4952858316458266277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/still-so-excited.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4952858316458266277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4952858316458266277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/still-so-excited.html' title='still so excited!'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-1748891486272068341</id><published>2010-05-16T00:48:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T15:08:43.343+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALSA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><title type='text'>my next travel..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got selected!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Korea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; next August!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I so much can't wait!!! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Hope all the preparation will go fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Jesus :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-1748891486272068341?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/1748891486272068341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-next-travel.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1748891486272068341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1748891486272068341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-next-travel.html' title='my next travel..'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-6283508948083419735</id><published>2010-05-14T23:19:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T23:48:21.301+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my friends'/><title type='text'>we'll see..</title><content type='html'>One of my best friends is trying to fix me up with one of her friends.&lt;br /&gt;Well.. he's kind off cute, makes funny jokes, doesn't smoke, pray before he eats, goes to church, shy, and humble.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much my kind of guy.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where this may go.. Just gotta enjoy it, I guess :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-6283508948083419735?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/6283508948083419735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/well-see.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6283508948083419735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6283508948083419735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/well-see.html' title='we&apos;ll see..'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-1542823831065213399</id><published>2010-05-14T18:13:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T18:16:48.906+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>it's coming..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;any students' most hated moment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;FINAL EXAMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;just a few days away. wish me very very good luck. i'm so scared of failing subjects in this semester :(&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/364334094304969701-1542823831065213399?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/1542823831065213399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1542823831065213399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1542823831065213399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-coming.html' title='it&apos;s coming..!'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-3634126934820503658</id><published>2010-05-08T18:39:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T18:42:26.344+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'>no such thing as coincidence :)</title><content type='html'>gee..&lt;br /&gt;even years before we really met, before we really know each other.. you were playing that saxophone and while i was on the pianica. playing the same song. together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-3634126934820503658?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/3634126934820503658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-such-thing-as-coincidence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/3634126934820503658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/3634126934820503658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-such-thing-as-coincidence.html' title='no such thing as coincidence :)'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-215022397327884915</id><published>2010-05-07T15:59:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T18:44:02.686+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'>secretly liking..</title><content type='html'>It's not a secret anymore that you secretly like me.&lt;br /&gt;But what the real secret is that I secretly like you back..&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-215022397327884915?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/215022397327884915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/secret-to-secret.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/215022397327884915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/215022397327884915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/secret-to-secret.html' title='secretly liking..'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-7501257581968417445</id><published>2010-05-05T17:27:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T18:04:57.707+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>love my mom so much!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's been a long time since i last posted. it's not that i don't have anything to write. i actually have loads to tell. but i'm kind off being slaved by my assignments and everything. yes, life is being so hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, 3 days ago was my mom's birthday.. she's 46 now.&lt;br /&gt;a few days before my mom's birthday, i got in this trouble. unintended.. but yeah, trouble. pretty big and i finally had my mom involved because i couldn't solve it by my self.  i cried a lot, and as long as i remember i have never cried on the phone (because I'm at depok and she's at bogor) that much to her. i was (am!) grateful because she was very supportive. she didn't deny that i did mistakes, but she helped me out with solutions.&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i was never this opened with her about troubles i'm facing. i usually kept my problems for my self, didn't want to share it with her. most likely because i just don't feel like telling. uncomfort.&lt;br /&gt;but this time, i shared it with her. and, yes, she turned out to be my angel. it made me more grateful to God that i have my mama. my superhero. my motivator. she really is everything.&lt;br /&gt;she's the one i know i can turn to, to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on her 46th birthday, i couldn't give anything else but a hug and an "i-love-you-ma"..&lt;br /&gt;there just no other words to say nor describe my gratefulness. she truly is a gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S-FOCmXT1dI/AAAAAAAAAJs/u3Omj9Wkidc/s1600/CIMG7545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S-FOCmXT1dI/AAAAAAAAAJs/u3Omj9Wkidc/s320/CIMG7545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467737229169513938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S-FOR-0rLfI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PXPI8fU2VV8/s1600/IMG00366-20100501-2237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S-FOR-0rLfI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PXPI8fU2VV8/s320/IMG00366-20100501-2237.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467737493433167346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/364334094304969701-7501257581968417445?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/7501257581968417445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-my-mom-so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/7501257581968417445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/7501257581968417445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-my-mom-so-much.html' title='love my mom so much!'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S-FOCmXT1dI/AAAAAAAAAJs/u3Omj9Wkidc/s72-c/CIMG7545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-4843249922186702871</id><published>2010-04-24T23:48:00.012+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T00:51:36.281+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>kebebasan beribadah di Indonesia. have a look!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;MAJELIS JEMAAT GEREJA KRISTEN INDONESIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Jl. Pengadilan No.35 Bogor 16121 Telp/Fax 0251-8327857&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;www.gkibogor.or.id email: gkibgr@cbn.net.id&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;BERITA KEPRIHATINAN &amp;amp; UNDANGAN PELIPUTAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Kami Berduka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;“Setiap orang bebas memeluk agama dan beribadat menurut agamanya [...]”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;(Pasal 28 E ayat 1 UUD 1945)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;“Setiap orang berhak bebas dari perlakuan yang bersifat diskriminatif atas dasar apa pun dan berhak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;mendapatkan perlindungan terhadap perlakuan yang bersifat diskriminatif itu”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;(Pasal 28 I ayat 2 UUD 1945),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;“Negara menjamin kemerdekaan tiap-tiap penduduk untuk memeluk agamanya masing-masing dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;untuk beribadat menurut agamanya dan kepercayaan itu”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;(Pasal 29 ayat 2 UUD 1945),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;”Perlindungan, pemajuan, penegakan, dan pemenuhan hak asasi manusia adalah tanggung jawab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;negara, terutama pemerintah”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;(Pasal 28 I ayat 4 UUD 1945)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Berdasarkan itu, kami umat Gereja Kristen Indonesia Jalan Pengadilan 35 Bogor, menyatakan berduka atas pelanggaran Hak Asasi yang terjadi di Negara ini khususnya tentang Perampasan Hak –Hak Kebebasan beribadah menurut agamanya dan Sikap Diskriminatif Pemerintah Kota Bogor terhadap Jemaat GKI Jalan Pengadilan 35 Bogor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Bahwa sesuai dengan peraturan perundang-undangan yang ada, dan berdasarkan SK Walikota Bogor Nomor 654.8-372 tahun 2006 tentang Izin Mendirikan Bangunan bagi rumah ibadah kami di Taman Yasmin Kota Bogor yang telah mempunyai kekuatan hukum yang tetap namun Pemerintah Kota Bogor cq Satpol PP telah Menyegel, merusak paksa kunci gerbang rumah ibadah kami dan menggantinya dengan kunci gerbang milik mereka sehingga praktis itu berarti Negara cq Pemda kota Bogor cq satpol PP, dengan kekuasaan yang dipraktikkannya secara sewenang-wenang dan secara melawan hukum, 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;telah merampas bukan hanya kemerdekaan beribadah kami namun juga merusak dan merampas hak kepemilikan kami atas tanah dan bangunan yang sah menurut hukum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Oleh karenanya, kami, mewakili Jemaat Gereja Kristen Indonesia Jalan Pengadilan 35 Bogor, akan mengadakan Aksi Keprihatinan dalam Kedukaan kami atas segala perlakuan yang kami terima di atas, pada:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Hari : Minggu, 25 April 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Waktu : 08.00 WIB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Tempat : di lokasi pembangunan rumah ibadah kami di Jalan K. H. R. Abdullah bin Muhammad Nuh. (dh. Lingkar Luar Bogor Taman Yasmin Bogor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Kami berharap, semoga aksi damai keprihatinan dan kedukaan kami ini dapat mengingatkan perangkat Negara di tingkat daerah dan pusat untuk selalu memastikan bahwa Indonesia, negeri dimana kami lahir, hidup dan mungkin akan menutup mata nantinya, yang adalah negeri kita bersama ini, akan selalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;menjadi rumah yang ramah dan aman bagi semua warga negaranya tanpa terkecuali, dalam hidup dan keyakinan beragamanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Bogor, 23 April 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Majelis Jemaat Gereja Kristen Indonesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Jalan Pengadilan 35 Bogor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Informasi lebih lanjut dapat menghubungi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Bapak Tomas Wadu Dara (081316195930)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Bapak Jayadi Damanik (081383259748)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S9MiH8jkiYI/AAAAAAAAAJk/yLQEgWbAEFI/s1600/x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S9MiH8jkiYI/AAAAAAAAAJk/yLQEgWbAEFI/s320/x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463748292840294786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kebaktian Minggu di pinggir trotoar (11 April 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(originated from Kris Hidayat's facebook note: "kami berduka.. dukung dan doakan kami.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-4843249922186702871?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/4843249922186702871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/04/kebebasan-beribadah-di-indonesia-have.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4843249922186702871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4843249922186702871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/04/kebebasan-beribadah-di-indonesia-have.html' title='kebebasan beribadah di Indonesia. have a look!'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S9MiH8jkiYI/AAAAAAAAAJk/yLQEgWbAEFI/s72-c/x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-6422010332239499484</id><published>2010-04-22T22:50:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T23:21:53.108+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECOMP'/><title type='text'>inquiries laying inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so here it is. ALSA ECOMP is over.&lt;br /&gt;for you who don't know.. i lived and devoted my past 7 months for it. i wake up every morning, thinking "what ecomp stuff i need to do today?" and every night with short-hard sleeps because of ecomp. i laughed a lot as i cried because of it. i met a lot of people, and discovered even deeper some people i (thought) i knew. i found out who i can really count on, and those who will just take me low. i realized more about my strengths, and moreover: my weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;and after everything is finally over.. at the end.. i dont know. frankly saying, i am confused. i wasn't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; "relieved" at the closing. i might have not fulfilled the expectations of some people. i might have dissapointed them. i know i could've done better. and i dont know.. am i being too hard on my self? am i being so ungrateful? am i being hard to please?&lt;br /&gt;there's just something missing. the lost last piece of puzzle to make the whole picture beautiful and complete.&lt;br /&gt;but what is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what is it?&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/364334094304969701-6422010332239499484?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/6422010332239499484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/04/inquiries-laying-inside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6422010332239499484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6422010332239499484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/04/inquiries-laying-inside.html' title='inquiries laying inside'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-2150679151906123954</id><published>2010-04-21T20:36:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T20:47:43.543+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALSA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECOMP'/><title type='text'>the 14th ALSA National English Competition 2010</title><content type='html'>ALSA E-COMP 2010 IS OFFICIALLY OVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Jesus Christ and to all the committees. you guys are great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-2150679151906123954?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/2150679151906123954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/04/14th-alsa-national-english-competition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2150679151906123954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2150679151906123954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but did I ever have one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-840102475006595725?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/840102475006595725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-24-hours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/840102475006595725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/840102475006595725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-24-hours.html' title='in 24 hours..'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-6586125502056661598</id><published>2010-04-09T20:53:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T21:17:20.555+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECOMP'/><title type='text'>surrounded by angels!</title><content type='html'>it's been a crazy week. i'm being so emotional and sentimental.. but i try to keep positive here..&lt;br /&gt;people around me are great. my best friends, they're there to give a hug (it means a lot. really!). some people are volunteering to help. people who keeps praying for this. and my mom, who's also helping through funding and prayers as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;it's amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus bless you all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-6586125502056661598?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/6586125502056661598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/04/surrounded-by-angels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6586125502056661598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6586125502056661598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/04/surrounded-by-angels.html' title='surrounded by angels!'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-5365683701497918107</id><published>2010-04-06T20:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:09:50.474+07:00</updated><title type='text'>no escape.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just want to be selfish for a while..&lt;br /&gt;Only. For. A while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-5365683701497918107?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/5365683701497918107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-escape.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5365683701497918107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5365683701497918107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-escape.html' title='no escape.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-5898982457603895574</id><published>2010-04-04T16:47:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T17:59:04.370+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>it hurts to see you in pain.</title><content type='html'>"Dulu saya punya cita-cita lihat kau wisuda.."&lt;br /&gt;Ia mengatakannya sambil merangkul erat bahu saya.&lt;br /&gt;Saya tidak bisa menahan air mata. Linangan air segera membasahi kedua pipi saya. Mata saya panas. Tapi saya tidak mau ia tahu saya menangis. Saya ingin terlihat kuat. Saya ingin dia cepat sembuh dan tau bahwa saya kuat untuk mendukungnya.&lt;br /&gt;"Iya, pung.." Hanya itu yg bisa saya ucapkan. Menahan getir suara.&lt;br /&gt;"Makanya, opung harus cepet sembuh di Cina sana!"&lt;br /&gt;"Kamu juga ya cepat selesai kuliahnya.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-5898982457603895574?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/5898982457603895574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-hurts-to-see-you-in-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5898982457603895574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5898982457603895574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-hurts-to-see-you-in-pain.html' title='it hurts to see you in pain.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-6762893791107853241</id><published>2010-04-04T13:17:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T22:40:12.894+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>let them talk and i watch</title><content type='html'>It's kind off frustrating to see these grown ups raise their voice talking about how he would die. and what to do with body after-wards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-6762893791107853241?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/6762893791107853241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/04/let-them-talk-and-i-watch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6762893791107853241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6762893791107853241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/04/let-them-talk-and-i-watch.html' title='let them talk and i watch'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-3063780922396292966</id><published>2010-04-02T12:49:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T12:55:35.573+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECOMP'/><title type='text'>13 days to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT'S APRIL ALREADY!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like hanging my self on a rope.&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/364334094304969701-3063780922396292966?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/3063780922396292966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/04/13-days-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/3063780922396292966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/3063780922396292966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/04/13-days-to-go.html' title='13 days to go'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-4882496181000800559</id><published>2010-03-31T16:42:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T16:48:40.322+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>can't breathe..</title><content type='html'>when everything seemed to look smooth, suddenly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JENG JENG!&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/364334094304969701-4882496181000800559?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/4882496181000800559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/cant-breathe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4882496181000800559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4882496181000800559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/cant-breathe.html' title='can&apos;t breathe..'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-4799555065380206393</id><published>2010-03-30T00:05:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T16:39:37.188+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECOMP'/><title type='text'>ALSA ECOMP ON AIR</title><content type='html'>88.4 fm&lt;br /&gt;Selasa, 30 maret 2010&lt;br /&gt;13.00 - 14.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 days left!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-4799555065380206393?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/4799555065380206393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/alsa-ecomp-on-air.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4799555065380206393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4799555065380206393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/alsa-ecomp-on-air.html' title='ALSA ECOMP ON AIR'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-8981487575379450187</id><published>2010-03-28T00:25:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T15:50:42.448+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>the optimism of theirs.</title><content type='html'>on the bed in that room was scattered many kinds medicines and multivitamins. but "you all, my grandchildren, are our most excellent medicine!" my opung boru said followed with opung doli's laughter as she hugged and kissed my sisters and me.&lt;br /&gt;they were sitting on the edge of the bed with my aunt (mom's eldest sister) and my mom's cousin who's a doctor, trying to sort out all those tiny pills people had gave them out to help opung doli.&lt;br /&gt;opung boru is still very cheerful and talkative, and opung doli, as it's his nature to remain calm, didn't look like an old man with a cancer and 5 months of life left verdict. both of them are fresh and optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;she even remembered about ecomp and asked me how its going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few minutes after, some of our relatives arrived to see opung. one of them told opung doli that a happy heart is the  most important. my opung doli instantly said that her wife is what makes his heart happy. the whole living room laughed and my opung boru's face blushed while she was laughing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time we were about to go back, opung boru said "we haven't gave you a present for your birthday!"&lt;br /&gt;they never forgot to give me "a birthday present" which is always, as far as I remember, an amount of money transfered to my bank account.&lt;br /&gt;but this year I tottaly don't expect anything bacause they've must spent a lot for their treatment in penang. so I immediately said, "ah opung, seeing you both are well is the perfect present.."&lt;br /&gt;I gave them both a kiss on the cheeks and left, trying not to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It' amazing to see them remaining the same in this kind of situation.&lt;br /&gt;I'm touched by their optimism and faith to keep living. again I'm learning something from both of them..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-8981487575379450187?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/8981487575379450187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/optimism-of-theirs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>unready if you leave</title><content type='html'>the doctor said that he only has 5 months left. 2 years if the chemotheraphy is taken.&lt;br /&gt;but he refused, though. something I'm not surprised of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 months.. meaning this august?&lt;br /&gt;what about seing me graduating?&lt;br /&gt;what about seing me getting married?&lt;br /&gt;what about our plan to celebrate his golden anniversary with grandma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine him leaving forever.&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine not seing him coming for christmas from papua anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine how lonely she'll be when he's gone.&lt;br /&gt;by writting this only has made me very sad. I don't think anyone of us is ready to lose him..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-2252551958188840866?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/2252551958188840866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/unready-if-you-leave.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2252551958188840866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2252551958188840866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/unready-if-you-leave.html' title='unready if you leave'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-2506426708943788462</id><published>2010-03-24T21:34:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T16:54:36.087+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>weepy me</title><content type='html'>I'm being too sensitive lately. Waaay too sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;This morning, after my mom called, I cried. I miss my mom and my family so much.&lt;br /&gt;Now that's weird because not only I've never missed them so much that I cried like I just did this morning, but also I have just met them like 3 days ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried when I got back to my kosan, while I was laying on my bed while listening to this gospel song from ka fisel's casette. I don't know I just did.&lt;br /&gt;Then I cried again while I was texting my grandpa who's in penang now for his cancer treatment. He just got this lung cancer verdict a week ago and it made me totally sad.&lt;br /&gt;And he's also a bit upset with his latest condition, so that's why I texted him saying how much I love and miss him and cheered him up, but ironically I cried while doing so.&lt;br /&gt;See? 3 times a day. Gosh, I don't know  why I'm being so weepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-2506426708943788462?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/2506426708943788462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/weepy-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2506426708943788462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2506426708943788462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/weepy-me.html' title='weepy me'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-7306981690760515043</id><published>2010-03-18T21:11:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T21:16:22.097+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>officialy 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doakan saya semakin dewasa, kuat, dan bertanggung jawab. &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/364334094304969701-7306981690760515043?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/7306981690760515043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/officialy-20.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/7306981690760515043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/7306981690760515043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/officialy-20.html' title='officialy 20'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-8519714525266613282</id><published>2010-03-15T23:09:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T23:13:42.226+07:00</updated><title type='text'>personality disorder rating</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="330" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="180"&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disorder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="120"&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/paranoid.html"&gt;Paranoid Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/schizoid.html"&gt;Schizoid Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/schizotypal.html"&gt;Schizotypal Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/antisocial.html"&gt;Antisocial Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/borderline.html"&gt;Borderline Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/histrionic.html"&gt;Histrionic Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/narcissistic.html"&gt;Narcissistic Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/avoidant.html"&gt;Avoidant Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/dependent.html"&gt;Dependent Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/ocd.html"&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv"&gt;Personality Disorder Test - Take It!&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/index.html"&gt;Personality Disorders&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-8519714525266613282?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/8519714525266613282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/disorder-rating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/8519714525266613282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/8519714525266613282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/disorder-rating.html' title='personality disorder rating'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-6723686237483108443</id><published>2010-03-15T22:37:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T22:43:28.013+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECOMP'/><title type='text'>H-1 bulan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;yes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;it is. argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i'm not sure whether i want this to get over soon or not. if i do, well honestly i'm not sure i am prepared already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;but if i don't, gosh i'm pretty frustrated already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i know i'm not suppose to worry. i mean, as it's taugh in my belief, we who believe shall not be drown in negative thoughts and worries cos God provides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-6723686237483108443?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/6723686237483108443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/h-1-bulan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6723686237483108443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6723686237483108443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/h-1-bulan.html' title='H-1 bulan'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-3115215889714747623</id><published>2010-03-12T16:54:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T16:56:58.343+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i just knew it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;get well soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/364334094304969701-3115215889714747623?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/3115215889714747623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-just-knew-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/3115215889714747623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/3115215889714747623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-just-knew-it.html' title='i just knew it.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-4852439737072627045</id><published>2010-03-10T20:28:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T20:54:01.722+07:00</updated><title type='text'>them..</title><content type='html'>one is starting to partying.&lt;br /&gt;one is still not moving on from the ex.&lt;br /&gt;one is (again) having a new one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-4852439737072627045?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/4852439737072627045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4852439737072627045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4852439737072627045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/them.html' title='them..'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-5935833199505219185</id><published>2010-03-10T19:50:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T20:05:14.872+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hening menggertak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;lelah meraja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ragaku bukan kekuasanku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;bagaimana mungkin ketiadaan dapat terasa begitu ada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;rasio terbang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;imajinasi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;biar ia bermain sendiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;meniti tempat di antara sela-sela otak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;biarkan jiwa berontak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;dari belenggu setan-setan itu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;biarkan jalan keluar terbuka baginya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-5935833199505219185?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/5935833199505219185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5935833199505219185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5935833199505219185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-275208130992140773</id><published>2010-03-05T16:27:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T16:28:43.285+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>where's the sparks?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sparks are slowly.. fading.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. again and again :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/364334094304969701-275208130992140773?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/275208130992140773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/wheres-sparks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/275208130992140773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/275208130992140773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/wheres-sparks.html' title='where&apos;s the sparks?'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-5549920186117013798</id><published>2010-03-03T15:46:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T16:02:47.078+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECOMP'/><title type='text'>o three o three</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;cerita baru di hari ketiga bulan ketiga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sebuah bank menghubungi gue, menyatakan ketertarikannya pada ECOMP, dan menyebutkan sebuah nominal yang, buat gue, cukup tinggi. dia nanya dengan nominal segitu kontraprestasi yang dia dapet apa aja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;seneng banget!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;God is so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;all the time God is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-5549920186117013798?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/5549920186117013798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-three-o-three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5549920186117013798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5549920186117013798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-three-o-three.html' title='o three o three'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-1284434681063021849</id><published>2010-03-02T17:30:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T18:01:43.492+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALSA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECOMP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my dreams'/><title type='text'>HELLO MARCH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari pertama di bulan maret dibuka dengan sangat indah. satu perusahaan minyak asing telah mengkonfirmasi kesediaannya untuk menjadi sponsor di ECOMP 2010. gue inget banget, gue lagi di kantin saat candace nelfon dan ngasih kabar itu. gue langsung jijingkrakan di kantin! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt;. loncat-loncat dengan ga tau malunya hahaha. habis, gue seneng banget. akhirnya, dari semua sponsor yang lagi nego, ada juga yang fix! yuhuuuuu :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemudian malamnya gue bertemu dengan PJ publikasi ECOMP, dia bilang ke gue kalo sebuah stasiunTV swasta ternama menghubungi dia dan sepertinya tertarik untuk menjadi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;media partner. &lt;/span&gt;waaa semoga semoga semogaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue bertambah optimis kalo ECOMP akan terpenuhi kebutuhan dananya. registrasi juga udah mulai dibuka. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've been waiting for this&lt;/span&gt;, karena pemasukan ECOMP yang paling gede adalah dari uang registrasi. semoga kuota-nya penuh.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cross my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemudian hari ini, hari kedua bulan maret, gue diajakin jadi penerima tamu sebuah acara &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;launching&lt;/span&gt; buku oleh suatu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lawfirm&lt;/span&gt;. yang ngajak sih bilang, "ya gue gatau sih, sil, bakal dibayar apa nggak. tapi kalopun nggak dibayar ya seenggaknya lo dapet link ke &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lawfirm&lt;/span&gt; gitu, kan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hear, hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadilah hari ini gue mengorbankan kuliah hukum lingkungan, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one of my favorite subject this semester&lt;/span&gt;, untuk bangun pagi-pagi menempuh jalanan jakarta yang macet dengan taksi dan transjakarta untuk sampai ke hotel century di senayan jam 9 pagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thank God, i got paid pretty high for being an usher and i also got a few links&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;lumayan banget duit ECOMP nambah senilai kurang lebih 5x jualan. yeah! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemudian sesampainya gue di depok, gue mengakses internet dan teringat akan email ECOMP yang udah agak lama nggak gue buka. dan gue sangat gembira mendapati suatu email dari sebuah bank yang cukup besar, menyatakan mereka tertarik pada ECOMP dan ngajak ketemuan untuk ngomongin beberapa hal. super senaaaaang :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemudian co-convener II ECOMP nelfon dan bilang kalo kita udah bisa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deal&lt;/span&gt; sama sebuah stasiun radio jakarta-bandung. kita dikasih 30 spot, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for free. cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this march, i hope, will be a good month for ECOMP. and for me too. i'm turning 20 in 15 days (dooh). hoping to be wiser. and hoping that ECOMP will gain enough money. surplus, of course, will be much better ;)&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/364334094304969701-1284434681063021849?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/1284434681063021849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/hello-march.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1284434681063021849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1284434681063021849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/03/hello-march.html' title='HELLO MARCH!'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-2084869625232017625</id><published>2010-02-23T19:11:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T19:12:43.182+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assignments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>so many to be worried about.</title><content type='html'>haaaah. gila.&lt;br /&gt;kehidupan kampus gue mulai gila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya tugasnya. ya acara-acaranya. ya politiknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edan. mulai panas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-2084869625232017625?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/2084869625232017625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-many-to-be-worried-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2084869625232017625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2084869625232017625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-many-to-be-worried-about.html' title='so many to be worried about.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-4915954882238519732</id><published>2010-02-22T20:57:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T21:04:53.486+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECOMP'/><title type='text'>menghitung hari.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;dalam 7 hari, maret tiba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;dalam 23 hari, gue akan berumur 20 tahun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;dalam 52 hari, ECOMP dimulai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-4915954882238519732?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/4915954882238519732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/02/menghitung-hari.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4915954882238519732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4915954882238519732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/02/menghitung-hari.html' title='menghitung hari.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-561581873501478892</id><published>2010-02-21T19:52:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T20:42:30.078+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>quick highschool trip.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabtu kemarin gue kembali ke SMA gue tercinta: SMA Negeri 2 Bogor.&lt;br /&gt;dalam rangka apa? dalam rangka nganterin&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; invitation&lt;/span&gt; E-COMP dong *teteuup*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;going back to your high school is always fun, you know. meeting the teachers, the satpam, the juniors. everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue sendirian dan gue senang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pas gue nyampe depan gerbang sekolah, Pak Goeltom yang sesungguhnya staff TU tapi entah kenapa sedang berada di pos satpam saat itu, langsung mengenali gue.&lt;br /&gt;"eh kamu, apa kabar?" dengan aksen sunda yang kental. "kuliah di mana sakarang? oh, di UI? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Undar-Indir&lt;/span&gt;, nyak? hahaha!" mondar mandir, maksudnya. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah ngobrol-ngobrol, gue langsung ke TU ngasih &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;invitation. &lt;/span&gt;gue lalu menelusuri lorong sekolah yang dulu adalah tempat gue dengan teman-teman duduk dan ngobrol-ngobrol. gue ngelewatin kelas XI IPS 1, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the best class ever.&lt;/span&gt; dari luar gue bisa melihat banyak anak berseragam putih-abu sedang belajar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesampainya di ruang guru, gue bertemu wali kelas XII gue. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one of the best teachers. one of the ones i respect the most&lt;/span&gt;: Bu Avy. beliau langsung berseru kaget, "eh, sisil?!" lalu gue salim dan cipika-cipiki sama beliau. terus ada guru-guru yang lain, jadi gue salim semua aja. beberapa inget sama gue, beberapa nggak.&lt;br /&gt;jadi muncul lah pertanyaan-pertanyaan, seperti:&lt;br /&gt;"kamu teh angkatan berapa ya?"&lt;br /&gt;"oh, kamu teh di bawahnya si anu? oh, di atasnya.."&lt;br /&gt;dst..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalu gue bertemu Ibu Gusti, guru matematika kelas XI gue. beliau ini lucu banget. udah sekitar 4 kali gue balik ke SMANDA dan ketemu beliau, 4 kali pula gue selalu disodorin pertanyaan yang sama. jadi pas Ibu Gusti muncul, otomatis &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coundown timer&lt;/span&gt; dalam otak gue berjalan. 3.. 2.. 1..&lt;br /&gt;"sisil teh sekarang kuliah di mana?"&lt;br /&gt;"UI, bu.."&lt;br /&gt;"oohh! jurusan apa?"&lt;br /&gt;"hukum.."&lt;br /&gt;"kamu teh PMDK, kan?"&lt;br /&gt;"iya, bu.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menn. selalu pertanyaan yang sama dengan urutan yang sama -____________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terus gue ketemu Ibu PJ alias Ibu Panjaitan. beliau guru kimia gue kelas X dan salah satu guru yang dulu rada maksa supaya gue masuk IPA. bahkan kemaren masih dibahas. pas bu suk (Ibu Sukmawati, dipanggil begitu karena, biasalah, beliau kurang disukai oleh kami-kami saat itu) nanya gue dulu IPA ato IPS, Ibu PJ menjawab, "dia mah IPS. tapi nilai IPA-nya pantes banget waktu itu masuk IPA. ya, sil? kamu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mah&lt;/span&gt; aturan masuk IPA aja dulu.. ah tapi dia sih keras kepala, mau masuk HI soalnya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anyways&lt;/span&gt;, beberapa guru memuji gue.&lt;br /&gt;"tambah cantik kamu.."&lt;br /&gt;"alhamdullillahh.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beberapa nggak.&lt;br /&gt;"muka kamu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teh&lt;/span&gt; cape amat? jadi keliatan lebih dewasa.."&lt;br /&gt;"lebih tua, maksudnya?" *dalam hati, sih*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah kurang lebih setengah jam di dalam ruang guru, ngobrol sana ngobrol sini, gue keluar. di salah satu ruang kelas yang gue lewati ada guru bahasa inggris gue pas kelas X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all of my english teachers, from grade X to XI, are included into my favorite-teachers list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Wina melihat gue, mengenali gue dan menyuruh gue masuk kelas. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she's pregnant. again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how are you, sil&lt;/span&gt;? lagi ngapain"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm fine, thank you&lt;/span&gt;.. lagi ngasih &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;invitation&lt;/span&gt;, bu.." lalu gue menjelaskan sedikit tentang ECOMP.&lt;br /&gt;tiba-tiba beliau menghadap kelas, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone, this is our alumni. say hi&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;"haaaaaiiiiii.....!!!" sahut anak-anak SMA itu.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she was one of my good student. do you want to know her&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;wth&amp;amp;%#@!*&lt;br /&gt;"yeeeeeeeesssss!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oke sil, introduce your self. and tell them about the competition&lt;/span&gt;.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadilah gue berbicara di depan anak kelas XI SMA tentang gue dan FH dan ALSA dan ECOMP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's nice that they're all listening&lt;/span&gt;. jadi berasa keren *narsis mode: on*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya setelah gue selesai, dibuka sesi Q&amp;amp;A *sumpah, gue ga ngerti banget sama Mrs. Wina*&lt;br /&gt;lalu setelah semua beres gue pun pamit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue kembali menyusuri koridor-koridor SMA itu, senang karena beberapa junior ada yang menyapa, "teh sisil!" karena di sekolah gue itu isinya cuma kelas X dan XI sedangkan adik kelas paling bawah yang gue kenal adalah yang dulunya kelas X ketika gue kelas XII dan sekarang adalah kelas XII. jadi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;technically&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;during my school times&lt;/span&gt; gue ga pernah ketemu sama yang sekarang kelas XI dan X, tapi mungkin mereka kenal gue dari JEDA (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;journalistic education of &lt;/span&gt;SMANDA) di mana gue adalah salah satu pendirinya *azek*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue keluar, bertemu dengan satpam yang ga keliatan pas gue dateng, Om Nurdin.&lt;br /&gt;"sisil.. putihan ya?"&lt;br /&gt;*(&amp;amp;^#&lt;br /&gt;oke gue dibilang putihan, itu lucu karna kulit gue selalu kaya gini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalu gue bertemu Pak Goeltom lagi.&lt;br /&gt;"udah mau pulang kamu?"&lt;br /&gt;"iya Pak. pamit yaa!"&lt;br /&gt;"iya.. eh, kamu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teh&lt;/span&gt; namanya siapa ya?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;#$@)*%#!&lt;br /&gt;ni orang, udah ngobrol panjang lebar nyambut-nyambut gue pula tadi, kirain inget nama gue -______________-&lt;br /&gt;"sisil, pak.."&lt;br /&gt;"bukan-bukan. nama asli kamu.."&lt;br /&gt;"priscilla manurung.."&lt;br /&gt;"NAH manurung! kalo nama aseli &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mah&lt;/span&gt; bapak pasti tau"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"haha, biasa ngeliatnya nama asli sih, ya, pak di TU?" gue ketawa sok asik.&lt;br /&gt;Pak Goeltom ikut ketawa dan akhirnya gue pun pamit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;going back to your high school makes you feel young, somehow :)&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/364334094304969701-561581873501478892?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/561581873501478892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/02/quick-highschool-trip.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/561581873501478892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/561581873501478892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/02/quick-highschool-trip.html' title='quick highschool trip.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-1006440341333096703</id><published>2010-02-18T21:38:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T21:46:49.460+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the world through a lense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my dreams'/><title type='text'>new york.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S31RPyUUuuI/AAAAAAAAAJc/FCWUUJnKe2c/s1600-h/DSCF3914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S31RPyUUuuI/AAAAAAAAAJc/FCWUUJnKe2c/s320/DSCF3914.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439593256580332258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;when do i get to see you again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;taken from rockefeller center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;manhattan, new york&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;feb 2009&lt;/span&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/364334094304969701-1006440341333096703?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/1006440341333096703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-york-when-am-i-going-to-see-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1006440341333096703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1006440341333096703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-york-when-am-i-going-to-see-you.html' title='new york.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S31RPyUUuuI/AAAAAAAAAJc/FCWUUJnKe2c/s72-c/DSCF3914.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-7592239066349748956</id><published>2010-02-18T17:03:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T17:08:41.908+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECOMP'/><title type='text'>angin segar di sela penat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;thank you for your support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i didn't realize that it would mean a lot until you really said it :)&lt;/span&gt;&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/364334094304969701-7592239066349748956?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/7592239066349748956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/02/angin-segar-di-sela-penat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/7592239066349748956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/7592239066349748956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/02/angin-segar-di-sela-penat.html' title='angin segar di sela penat.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-2000767852802393643</id><published>2010-02-15T19:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T19:09:37.318+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECOMP'/><title type='text'>countdown.</title><content type='html'>tepat H-2 bulan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, help me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-2000767852802393643?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/2000767852802393643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/02/countdown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2000767852802393643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2000767852802393643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/02/countdown.html' title='countdown.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-6026218256200519693</id><published>2010-02-13T22:17:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:43:17.847+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECOMP'/><title type='text'>2 months away: screaming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a while since i last posted. it feels like forever, but when i checked out the last post, it was only 5 days ago. weird.&lt;br /&gt;so, brief about what i've been doing the last 5 days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;(more intense)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;E-COMP preparations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that includes: funding, meetings, calling here and there, calculating budget over and over again, and other head-explode-making-things. and, jeez, i can't believe that E-COMP is only 2 months away! aaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is funny, because it caused me stop doing some things i usually can't live a day without doing. like: facebook-ing, stalking on a particular person's fbook account, thinking about a particular person. oke, i know. FREAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, we haven't got any sponsors so far. sad. some companies i put high expectations on  rejected. double sad.&lt;br /&gt;we also haven't got any media partner. i think one TV station is giving a pretty good sign. but let's just keep our fingers crossed. oh, and i met one of my uncles on a family gathering this afternoon. he works in one of the biggest TV station. i hope he can help. fingers crossed, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we already have a website. well, it's still under construction but at least when you give a click on it, www.alsaecomp.org, it opens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week's agenda: invitations are going to be spread to high schools and universities all over the nation. literally. from sumatra to papua. hope those invitation don't get lost in the middle of the way. amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one other thing, my health condition isn't doing very good. i've been shivering for the past two days, even when it's not so cold. and my throat, it feels "gatel". someone adviced me to take some suplements and vitamins. but i'm not sure what to consume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. have i also mentioned that there are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muchos assignmentos&lt;/span&gt; waiting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. goodluck to me. good luck to ECOMP. pray for it, everyone!&lt;br /&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/364334094304969701-6026218256200519693?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/6026218256200519693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-months-away-screaming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6026218256200519693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/6026218256200519693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-months-away-screaming.html' title='2 months away: screaming!'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-3165834658211046929</id><published>2010-02-08T16:01:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T16:58:02.237+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>alter ego.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ah. kenapa gue jadi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;childish&lt;/span&gt; begini ya?&lt;br /&gt;gue membuat orang-orang di sekeliling gue kaget.&lt;br /&gt;gue salah?&lt;br /&gt;gue ga boleh sesekali meluapkan emosi gue dengan spontan?&lt;br /&gt;gue kenapa sih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-3165834658211046929?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/3165834658211046929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/02/changing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/3165834658211046929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/3165834658211046929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/02/changing.html' title='alter ego.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-2242963828393468884</id><published>2010-02-07T17:43:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T18:23:46.008+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALSA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assignments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>belajar bersukacita.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;seminggu pertama kuliah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;di semester 4 ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; berlalu sudah . banyak banget hal yang terjadi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;and i can't say those are happy things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;.. berawal dengan tidak diterimanya gue di suatu posisi pada organisasi yang sangat sangat gue cintai di FH.. kemudian tugas-tugas kuliah (meen! buruh, agra sama lingkungan langsung ngasih tugas masa).. kemudian pengeluaran gue yang jadi melonjak.. kepusingan-kepusingan ecomp.. laptop gue yang rusak, padahal data ecomp di situ semua..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;bener-bener minggu penuh air mata. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i can't remember the last time i cried that much like i did this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;hari ini gue kembali merenungi semua yang telah terjadi seminggu ini. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;how ungrateful i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;2 hari yang lalu gue mampir ke aksara &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bookstore&lt;/span&gt; saat lagi ke citos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;there was this quote book from Paulo Coelho's books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;, dan salah satunya menusuk banget:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"when everyday starts to feel the same, it means &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we have stopped noticing the good things that come to us each day&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ya. gue terlalu terlarut dalam kesedihan-kesedihan gue. gue terlalu sibuk ber-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;negative thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; dan berpikiran kalo gue sangat tidak beruntung. sangat sial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i didn't see the good things that happened to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;. akibatnya gue jadi bete sendiri dan menutup mata pada kenyataan bahwa Tuhan sedang berusaha menunjukkan sesuatu sama gue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;He has plans for me. better ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Bang Sam pada persiapan hati pelayan kamis lalu bilang:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Tuhan ngasih ujian supaya kita naik kelas. kalo kita gagal melewati ujian itu, maka Tuhan akan terus ngasih ujian yang sama."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Bagaimana kita bisa mendengar apa yang Tuhan katakan ke kita, kalo kita sendiri sibuk berbicara?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;kedua kalimat itu terngiang-ngiang di kepala gue terus. gue pikir-pikir, bener juga ya.. gue jadi dikuatkan. gue harus tabah, tetap mengucap syukur, terus bergantung pada Tuhan, dan berdiam diri. mencari kehendak-Nya yang sebenarnya dalam kehidupan gue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;dunia belom berakhir dengan tidak tercapainya keinginan gue. banyak kesempatan-kesempatan lain yang menunggu. banyak pelangi yang akan menghiasi langit gue. banyak sukacita dan berkat yang menanti. banyak! :D&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/364334094304969701-2242963828393468884?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/2242963828393468884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/02/seminggu-pertama-berlalu-sudah-dunia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2242963828393468884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2242963828393468884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/02/seminggu-pertama-berlalu-sudah-dunia.html' title='belajar bersukacita.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-2968836202928664746</id><published>2010-02-02T21:30:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T21:47:46.124+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>mereka pikir mereka tahu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bener kan, orang-orang nganggepnya gue sesedih itu karena gue terlalu ambisius dan ga mau nyobain sesuatu yang baru.&lt;br /&gt;mereka nggak ngerti. mereka nggak tahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dan mereka sok tahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&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/364334094304969701-2968836202928664746?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/2968836202928664746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/02/mereka-pikir-mereka-tahu.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2968836202928664746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2968836202928664746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/02/mereka-pikir-mereka-tahu.html' title='mereka pikir mereka tahu.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-4407307636183792573</id><published>2010-01-31T16:41:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:06:44.876+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idling'/><title type='text'>top two ceremonies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two ceremonies i love most:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wedding ceremony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;graduation ceremony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wedding ceremony gives me the sense of "ah-so-romantic-happiness". it always make me believe that: yes. true love is somewhere out there. it also reminds me that one day i wont be living with my parents and brother and sisters anymore. so i gotta enjoy every chance i have with my family. even though sometimes they can be very annoying :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while graduation ceremony.. hmmm.. it really encourages me to do better with my studies. every time i see the proud face on the graduates and their parents, it makes me feel like "wow, i want to have that look on my face too!" but it's also kind of sad because you're not going  to be with all your friends you've been sticking with through good times and bad for the past 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i don't know why i wrote this. but yeah, those two ceremonies are great!&lt;br /&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/364334094304969701-4407307636183792573?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/4407307636183792573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/top-two-ceremonies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4407307636183792573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4407307636183792573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/top-two-ceremonies.html' title='top two ceremonies.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-1205603221779808355</id><published>2010-01-27T23:43:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T00:35:49.351+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>happy birthday, me bestie :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ECSTATIC BIRTHDAY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ZEFANYA YOYADA SIAHAAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gosh, i can't believe you're 20 already! tuaaaa! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so.. a bit about my friendship history with anya, she is one of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my very first f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;riends in UI. we first met each other on the re-registration day at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;balairung&lt;/span&gt; UI. she sat like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; 2 or 3 chairs away from me and had this very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jutek&lt;/span&gt; face (LOL and i still like to tease her, it's her default look!!). while queuing, i didn't know that she's going to FH as well as i am. after that photo taking thing in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;balairung&lt;/span&gt;, FH seniors labeled the FH new students and that's w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hen we f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;irst talked to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the next day was the health check up day, and also the first day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;of matriculation class. we accidentally met at the PKM (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pusat Kesehatan Mahasiswa&lt;/span&gt;), both confused because the health check up starts at the same time when the matriculation class begins. being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SKSD&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i cheerfully walked to her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(until now anya stubbornly says that back then i literally hop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ped to her) and asked how we could get to FIB where the matriculation thingy is taking place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after the placement test for the english matriculation class, me and anya got i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nto the same class!  (class Q the best ever!) since then until this very day, we're inseperatable (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lebay&lt;/span&gt;) like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kopi susu&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so what did i give her today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i made (underline that.. M A D E) something special for her.&lt;br /&gt;here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2By2jTb9cI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_KWj1WwSLWI/s1600-h/DSCF4954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2By2jTb9cI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_KWj1WwSLWI/s320/DSCF4954.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431467432124085698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2By2jTb9cI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_KWj1WwSLWI/s1600-h/DSCF4954.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyFull" title="Justify Full" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 13);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Justify Full" class="gl_align_full" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm not sure what this is called.&lt;br /&gt;a photo collage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some details:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2Bz3XA8idI/AAAAAAAAAIU/bt03jgbXfhM/s1600-h/DSCF4959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2Bz3XA8idI/AAAAAAAAAIU/bt03jgbXfhM/s320/DSCF4959.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431468545516800466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;happy birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2B0eBYgHaI/AAAAAAAAAIk/r_JH66G3zsc/s1600-h/DSCF4956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2B0eBYgHaI/AAAAAAAAAIk/r_JH66G3zsc/s320/DSCF4956.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431469209724919202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a pop-out rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2B0ebQ8ugI/AAAAAAAAAIs/YWQGZlw9utU/s1600-h/DSCF4963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2B0ebQ8ugI/AAAAAAAAAIs/YWQGZlw9utU/s320/DSCF4963.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431469216672561666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2B2Zs6mNxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/grrezBQBnUg/s1600-h/DSCF4967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2B2Zs6mNxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/grrezBQBnUg/s320/DSCF4967.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431471334534559506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2B2Z6hLP1I/AAAAAAAAAI8/HBkI3B_IfGo/s1600-h/DSCF4965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2B2Z6hLP1I/AAAAAAAAAI8/HBkI3B_IfGo/s320/DSCF4965.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431471338186030930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(not) secrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2Bz3mvWuuI/AAAAAAAAAIc/reauh1UgOZs/s1600-h/DSCF4960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2Bz3mvWuuI/AAAAAAAAAIc/reauh1UgOZs/s320/DSCF4960.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431468549737986786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;none anya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2B2aa_K_hI/AAAAAAAAAJE/OJUzdqqYuCQ/s1600-h/DSCF4964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2B2aa_K_hI/AAAAAAAAAJE/OJUzdqqYuCQ/s320/DSCF4964.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431471346901777938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2B2ajrLcXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/dfoXrVRaYQA/s1600-h/DSCF4968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2B2ajrLcXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/dfoXrVRaYQA/s320/DSCF4968.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431471349233840498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a verse from the Bible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2B2bBqJJPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/hzcS09ZleR0/s1600-h/DSCF4969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2B2bBqJJPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/hzcS09ZleR0/s320/DSCF4969.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431471357282559218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/364334094304969701-1205603221779808355?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S2By2jTb9cI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_KWj1WwSLWI/s72-c/DSCF4954.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-5509713578276497783</id><published>2010-01-25T21:24:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T21:57:11.217+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>being sick: the good and bad sides.</title><content type='html'>nobody likes to be sick. you don't feel comfortable with your own body. and there are to much limitations. can't eat this food. can't do this. can't do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i kinda felt tortured this day with this diarrhea. it got me going in and out the toilet. my mom made me drink this "teh kental". i asked her what that is because when i held that small glass with my two hands, it smelled awful! and she explained that it's a boiled leaf from a tree in the papua's forest. jeez, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. there is something i love from being sick at home.&lt;br /&gt;like when tried to take some sleep, a few moments then my mom came in to my room (correction, me and my sisters' room since i dont have my own in that new house), she gently rubbed my feet. some nice and comfie feeling creeped into me. and she asked me in a very motherly voice how i am doing. something very very rare she does to me. she laid next to me and we talked for.. i dont know but must be more that an hour. it's nice to have a talk with her in a normal tone (yes, normal. i mean it. most of the time we're like shouting at each other, lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so.. thanks diarrhea for making my mom being a mom :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-5509713578276497783?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/5509713578276497783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/being-sick-good-and-bad-sides.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5509713578276497783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5509713578276497783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/being-sick-good-and-bad-sides.html' title='being sick: the good and bad sides.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-5445848713685884260</id><published>2010-01-24T00:16:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T00:21:41.230+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'>realize-colbie caillat</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take time to realize&lt;br /&gt;that your warmth is crashing down on in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take time to realize that I am on your side&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I, didn't I tell you?&lt;br /&gt;But I can't spell it out for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, it's never gonna be that simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, I can't spell it out for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you just realize what I just realized, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then we'd be perfect for each other, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And we'll never find another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realize what I just realized,&lt;br /&gt;We'd never have to wonder,&lt;br /&gt;If we missed out on each other now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take time to realize,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, oh, I'm on your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I, didn't I tell you?&lt;br /&gt;Take time to realize this all can pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I tell you?&lt;br /&gt;But I can't spell it out for you&lt;br /&gt;No, it's never gonna be that simple&lt;br /&gt;No, I can't spell it out for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you just realize what I just realized, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than we'd be perfect for each other,&lt;br /&gt;And we'll never find another&lt;br /&gt;Just realize what I just realized,&lt;br /&gt;We'd never have to wonder,&lt;br /&gt;If we missed out on each other oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the same&lt;br /&gt;No, it's never the same,&lt;br /&gt;If you don't feel it too&lt;br /&gt;If you meet me halfway,&lt;br /&gt;If you would meet me halfway,&lt;br /&gt;It can be the same for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just realize what I just realized,&lt;br /&gt;Than we'd be perfect for each other,&lt;br /&gt;And we'll never find another.&lt;br /&gt;Just realize what I just realized,&lt;br /&gt;We'd never have to wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realize what I just realized,&lt;br /&gt;If you just realize what I just realized..&lt;br /&gt;Missed out on each other now&lt;br /&gt;Missed out on each other now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realize, realize, realize, realize, oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;hey.. people are starting to realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aren't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-5445848713685884260?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/5445848713685884260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/realize-colbie-caillat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5445848713685884260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5445848713685884260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/realize-colbie-caillat.html' title='realize-colbie caillat'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-5154722889899253683</id><published>2010-01-22T11:47:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T11:51:43.618+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>pepatah lama.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;seperti pepatah lama mengatakan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;berakit-rakit ke hulu, berenang-renang ke tepian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;bersakit-sakit dahulu,&lt;br /&gt;bersenang-senang kemudian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;AMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;semoga persiapan E-COMP 2010 lancar ya Tuhan..&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/364334094304969701-5154722889899253683?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/5154722889899253683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/pepatah-lama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5154722889899253683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5154722889899253683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/pepatah-lama.html' title='pepatah lama.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-8465339232286565210</id><published>2010-01-22T01:28:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T01:30:51.968+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'>are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;damn. and now i'm questioning this, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;are you still in love with her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;cos i am with you..&lt;/span&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/364334094304969701-8465339232286565210?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/8465339232286565210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/are-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/8465339232286565210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/8465339232286565210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/are-you.html' title='are you?'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-1683350289188636829</id><published>2010-01-22T01:05:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T01:24:24.900+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>midnight prayer.</title><content type='html'>ya Tuhan..&lt;br /&gt;cobaan apa lagi ini?&lt;br /&gt;2 hari berturut-turut mendapat kabar &lt;strike&gt;kurang&lt;/strike&gt; tidak menyenangkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tolong, Tuhan.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;show Your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-1683350289188636829?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/1683350289188636829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/midnight-prayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1683350289188636829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1683350289188636829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/midnight-prayer.html' title='midnight prayer.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-2542184084442250255</id><published>2010-01-20T15:49:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T15:57:41.935+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secrets'/><title type='text'>keeping secrets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S1bE9SibvMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/iNfwRIC3o8Y/s1600-h/DSC08591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S1bE9SibvMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/iNfwRIC3o8Y/s320/DSC08591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428742958069038274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;even sometimes you keep your secrets from your best friend(s)..&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/364334094304969701-2542184084442250255?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/2542184084442250255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/keeping-secrets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2542184084442250255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/2542184084442250255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/keeping-secrets.html' title='keeping secrets.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S1bE9SibvMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/iNfwRIC3o8Y/s72-c/DSC08591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-3321989622366170917</id><published>2010-01-18T11:10:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:23:09.283+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'>filled with another.</title><content type='html'>the same place&lt;br /&gt;the same month&lt;br /&gt;the same blue sky&lt;br /&gt;and the same sound of the crashing waves&lt;br /&gt;as the ones over a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's just not your name anymore written on the sands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after all those years,&lt;br /&gt;glad that i've finally moved on from you.&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/364334094304969701-3321989622366170917?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/3321989622366170917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/filled-with-another.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/3321989622366170917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/3321989622366170917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/filled-with-another.html' title='filled with another.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-192491457372162668</id><published>2010-01-15T21:56:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:20:20.825+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nights'/><title type='text'>stare a bit longer.</title><content type='html'>you (wanna) know an interesting fact about a clear night's sky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once you look up to it, it seems like there are only some stars hanging up there. but the longer you stare, the more stars you can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;contemplate our lifes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the more we think about it, the more beauty we can find in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;inspired from carita beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jan 14, 2010&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/364334094304969701-192491457372162668?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/192491457372162668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/stare-bit-longer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/192491457372162668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/192491457372162668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/stare-bit-longer.html' title='stare a bit longer.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-5301947887876061800</id><published>2010-01-15T21:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T21:42:14.610+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>fighting talk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Speaking different languages leads to misunderstanding, which leads to animosity, which leads to fighting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; There have been many wars in name of religion simply because people speak different languages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most religions are different ways of saying the same thing. But we hear things differently because we all speak different languages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; That is why we have misunderstandings and that is why we have wars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; We fight our neighbors because we don't understand them, not because we disagree with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Paul Arden, God explained in a Taxi Ride&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-5301947887876061800?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/5301947887876061800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/fighting-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5301947887876061800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5301947887876061800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/fighting-talk.html' title='fighting talk.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-8973082508314154018</id><published>2010-01-13T01:58:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T02:13:24.138+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>mundur maju.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begini, nih, yang bikin bingung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;padahal gue udah sampe di titik berhenti berharap. titik di mana gue ga peduli. titik gue ga mau membuai diri gue dengan harapan-harapan bodoh. bikin GR diri sendiri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sungguh. gue udah tiba titik itu. lelah dengan rasa penasaran itu. ketidakpastian itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;lalu dia kembali muncul . maju satu langkah. kemudian maju satu langkah lagi. dan berdiri di hadapan gue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jeez,&lt;/span&gt; mau lo apa sih?&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/364334094304969701-8973082508314154018?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/8973082508314154018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/mundur-maju.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/8973082508314154018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/8973082508314154018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/mundur-maju.html' title='mundur maju.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-3686133917847806537</id><published>2010-01-08T20:47:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T20:48:14.272+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>just in time.</title><content type='html'>see?&lt;br /&gt;God answers our prayers just in time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you Lord, you're the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-3686133917847806537?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/3686133917847806537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-in-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/3686133917847806537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/3686133917847806537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-in-time.html' title='just in time.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-4944073937330872706</id><published>2010-01-08T16:48:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T16:53:06.815+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>praying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"God will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;make a way&lt;/span&gt; when it seems to be no way.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-4944073937330872706?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/4944073937330872706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/praying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4944073937330872706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4944073937330872706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/praying.html' title='praying.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-5246116624577296528</id><published>2010-01-07T22:09:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T22:15:16.484+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>perenungan saya hari ini.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"apakah saya sudah menjadi seorang pemimpin yang baik?"&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/364334094304969701-5246116624577296528?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/5246116624577296528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/renungan-hari-ini.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5246116624577296528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5246116624577296528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/renungan-hari-ini.html' title='perenungan saya hari ini.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-348342755733798995</id><published>2010-01-05T21:04:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T21:22:29.045+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><title type='text'>gue bukan sapu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"maaf. gue bukan sapu, yang bisa lo anggurin di pojok ruangan dan baru lo pake saat lo perlu membersihkan puing-puing hati lo yang berserakan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;status facebook gue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;05 januari 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa gue bikin status begitu?&lt;br /&gt;bagi pembaca setia gue (HAHA kaya ada aja, sil!).. pasti pernah baca &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;postingan&lt;/span&gt; gue yang &lt;a href="http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2009/08/gue-kehabisan-kata-kata.html"&gt;ini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. itu tentang cowo (maaf) brengsek tukang tepe tukang PHP ngebawa-bawa cewek (baca: gue) terbang ke atas.. trus tiba-tiba jadian sama cewek lain. oke. gue terdengar sangat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lame. but that's what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malem ini, tiba-tiba cowok itu nge-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chat&lt;/span&gt; gue di facebook. nanyain kabar. ngajak jalan. bilang kangen. gue curiga besar. pas gue cek &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;profile&lt;/span&gt;-nya (yang hampir ga pernah gue buka sejak gue nyadar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that he's a total jerk&lt;/span&gt;), ternyata dia baru putus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gila ya..&lt;br /&gt;dulu lo tiba-tiba jadian sama cewek lain dan pergi gitu aja. hilang tanpa jejak.&lt;br /&gt;dan sekarang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tanpa perasaan bersalah &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;secuil pun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lo dateng lagi ke gue,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; as if nothing happened!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;goooooooshhh. i so don't understand boys!&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/364334094304969701-348342755733798995?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/348342755733798995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/gue-bukan-sapu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/348342755733798995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/348342755733798995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/gue-bukan-sapu.html' title='gue bukan sapu!'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-3218748646563546188</id><published>2010-01-03T22:12:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:47:27.640+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the mind'/><title type='text'>learning from axel.</title><content type='html'>gue punya adik sepupu jauh (anaknya sepupunya nyokap gue). namanya axel. umurnya 2 tahun lebih beberapa bulan.&lt;br /&gt;sekitar 2 bulan yang lalu, ada acara keluarga gitu di rumah gue. sepupu-sepupu nyokap gue pada dateng, dan ada si axel yang super ngegemesin itu. dan dia lagi belajar jalan.&lt;br /&gt;itu lucu banget, karena jalannya masih rada sempoyongan. gue dari belakang ngeliat pantatnya menggal menggol dan kedua tangannya bergoyang-goyang. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;tapi axel berani terus melangkah. sesekali dia jatuh. kemudian bengong tiga detik empat detik. kemudian langsung bangkit berdiri dan kembali berjalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S0C9aDnAaQI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Y93oGiw05rE/s1600-h/DSCF2742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S0C9aDnAaQI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Y93oGiw05rE/s320/DSCF2742.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422542206697236738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oke, jadi maksud lo nulis ini apaan, sil?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well, what i'm trying to say is.. life is just like that! like little axel who's learning to walk. on pursuing our dreams and goals we gotta keep on walking, learning, and sometimes we fall. sometimes we get hurt. and when we do we gotta pause, but only for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di mana kita jatuh, di situlah kita harus bangkit. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's okay failing, but it's a must to never give up. to stand up and keep moving forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue juga lagi belajar, kok, untuk bisa seperti axel. nggak terpuruk dalam kejatuhan gue. nggak diem-diem aja saat gue tau gue gagal. dan gue yakin semua juga bisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEMANGAT TEMAN-TEMAN. 2010 BARU SAJA DIMULAI. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always have faith :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-3218748646563546188?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/3218748646563546188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/learning-from-axel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/3218748646563546188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/3218748646563546188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/learning-from-axel.html' title='learning from axel.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/S0C9aDnAaQI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Y93oGiw05rE/s72-c/DSCF2742.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-1705340513693346513</id><published>2010-01-03T21:21:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:53:06.103+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>perahu kertas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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Selama kita cuma diam dan nggak berbuat apa-apa, selamanya dia tetap jadi hantu. Nggak akan pernah jadi kenyataan."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: right;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="FI" style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Luhde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: right;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="FI" style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"..Hati kamu mungkin memilihku, seperti juga hatiku selalu memilihmu. Tapi hati bisa bertumbuh dan bertahan dengan pilihan lain.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: right;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="FI" style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Wayan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: right;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="FI" style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="FI" style="font-size:78%;"&gt;“Bagaimana kita bisa tahu kapan waktunya untuk menyerah, dan kapan waktunya untuk bertahan? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="IT" style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...Saya nggak mau jadi seperti Poyan. Atau seperti meme-nya Keenan. Sepuluh, dua puluh tahun dari hari ini, saya masih terus-terusan memikirkan orang yang sama. Bingung di antara penyesalan dan penerimaan.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: right;font-family:verdana;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span  lang="IT" style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: right;font-family:verdana;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span  lang="IT" style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Luhde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: right;font-family:verdana;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="IT" style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: right;font-family:verdana;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span  lang="IT" style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="IT" style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kugy, kepala kamu akan selalu berpikir menggunakan pola ‘harusnya’, tapi yang namanya hati selalu punya aturan sendiri... Ini urusan hati, Gy. Berhenti berpikir pakai kepala. Secerdas-cerdasnya otak kamu, nggak mungkin bisa dipakai untuk mengerti hati. Dengerin aja hati kamu.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: right;font-family:verdana;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span  lang="IT" style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: right;font-family:verdana;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span  lang="IT" style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Karel&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: right;font-family:verdana;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span  lang="IT" style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-1705340513693346513?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/1705340513693346513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/perahu-kertas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1705340513693346513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1705340513693346513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/perahu-kertas.html' title='perahu kertas.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-5163270015853575546</id><published>2010-01-02T21:54:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:11:46.887+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promises'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>janji pertama di tahun 2010.</title><content type='html'>baiklah.&lt;br /&gt;gue baru membuka &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the most popular website for UI students&lt;/span&gt;, SIAK ENJIH &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yes i can hear people clapping their hands)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue menatapi IP dan IPK final gue untuk semester 3, setelah nilai 1 mata kuliah, akhirnya, di&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-publish&lt;/span&gt; juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turun.&lt;br /&gt;lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dari semester 1, ke semester 2, ke semester pendek, ke semester 3. turun.. turun.. terus turun.. sedikit sih.. tapi turun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAYA HARUS JAUH LEBIH SUNGGUH-SUNGGUH DALAM SEMESTER 4 INI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAYA BERJANJI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SAYA HARAP TEMAN-TEMAN, SIAPAPUN, YANG MEMBACA POSTING INI, APA BILA ADA, SELALU &lt;/span&gt;MENGINGATKAN SAYA &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;UNTUK &lt;/span&gt;TIDAK MALAS-MALASAN DALAM BELAJAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;SEMANG&lt;/span&gt;AT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/364334094304969701-5163270015853575546?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/5163270015853575546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/janji-pertama-di-tahun-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5163270015853575546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5163270015853575546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/janji-pertama-di-tahun-2010.html' title='janji pertama di tahun 2010.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-3605033129079195217</id><published>2010-01-02T01:01:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T01:03:46.970+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just telling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nights'/><title type='text'>7 deadly sins.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;oke.&lt;br /&gt;i''m downloading the soundtracks of 500 Days of Summer, and it's taking quite a long time.&lt;br /&gt;so i blog-walked and found a 7-deadly-sins quiz.&lt;br /&gt;here's the result!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 400px; background-color: #000000; border: 1px solid #110000;" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Greed:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 66px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Gluttony:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 84px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Wrath:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #220011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 46px; background: #330077;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Sloth:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 106px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Envy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 84px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Lust:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #110022; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Very Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 2px; background: #110099;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Pride:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 86px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/seven_deadly_sins.html" target="_top"&gt;Seven Deadly Sins Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/364334094304969701-3605033129079195217?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/3605033129079195217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/7-deadly-sins.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/3605033129079195217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/3605033129079195217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/7-deadly-sins.html' title='7 deadly sins.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-1295791924253848598</id><published>2010-01-01T23:08:00.012+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:27:57.504+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another heart issue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>beautiful as the fireworks and bright as the moonlight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;gue mau bercerita sedikit bagaimana gue melewati malam pergantian tahun baru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue jalan-jalan naik mobil sama tante gue dan sama om gue dan sama sepupu-sepupu gue dari keluarga nyokap. jam 10 malem kita berangkat dari rumah om gue  di bilangan tanah kusir trus melaju di jalan tol. entah mau ke mana. yang jelas om dan tante gue sama-sama mau hunting foto gitu. jadi mereka berdua udah siap sama kamera mereka masing-masing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di sepanjang jalan, gue bisa melihat banyak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fireworks&lt;/span&gt; dari kejauhan. beda-beda percikannya. ada yang bagus banget, ada yang biasa aja. kalo kata lawakan tante gue, ada kembang api 100 ribu, ada kembang api sejuta, dll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kita ngelewatin (bukan "melalui") jalan tol yang mengarah ke TMII. buset, macet banget. untung kita ga kejebak di dalam situ juga. om dan tante gue memutuskan untuk ke arah ancol aja. gue sih ikut-ikut aja.&lt;br /&gt;ternyata sama juga nasib kita kayak mobil-mobil lain yang menuju TMII. macet.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; stuck&lt;/span&gt;. tapi ga separah yang mau ke TMII sih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/Sz4m8zSihVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/p4P6ZCNKYQM/s1600-h/DSCF4374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/Sz4m8zSihVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/p4P6ZCNKYQM/s320/DSCF4374.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421813827402630482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;deretan mobil dengan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fireworks &lt;/span&gt;dari kejauhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ternyata, mobil-mobil itu sengaja ngeberhentiin mesinnya karena udah udah 15 menit menjelang tahun baru. banyak yang turun ke jalan bahkan. kapan lagi turun di jalan tol hehe.&lt;br /&gt;5 menit sebelum pukul 00.00, semakin banyak aja &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fireworks&lt;/span&gt; yang melesat. terus bertambah dan terus bertambah banyak. gue serasa lagi ngeliatin air mancur &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fireworks &lt;/span&gt;dari kejauhan. karena emang berderet gitu, satu-satu melesat ke langit malam, kemudian meledak. cantik banget. apalagi yang meledaknya di samping bulan purnama. super keren!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/Sz4pcgGn4XI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Z-mDfTdRacw/s1600-h/DSCF4409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/Sz4pcgGn4XI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Z-mDfTdRacw/s320/DSCF4409.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421816571031445874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;petasan di antara purnama dan lampu-lampu  jalanan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;gue cuma berdiri di jalan tol yang udah nggak kayak jalan tol itu. menatap langit malam tahun baru. langit pertama 2010. banyak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fireworks&lt;/span&gt; berwarna warni yang menghiasi. tapi keindahan mereka hanya sesaat. hanya sekejap. lalu titik di mana mereka memancarkan keindahan itu segera kembali gelap, pekat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue berharap bahwa 2010 ini akan seindah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fireworks&lt;/span&gt; yang gue saksikan, tapi gue nggak mau keindahannya hanya sesaat. gue berharap keindahan itu terus ada. tidak hanya melesat datang dengan cepat, lalu pergi dalam sekejap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and someone told me: he believes that 2010 will not only be as beautiful as the fireworks that night, but also as bright as the moon light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i do hope so&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/364334094304969701-1295791924253848598?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/1295791924253848598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/as-beautiful-as-fireworks-and-bright-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1295791924253848598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/1295791924253848598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/as-beautiful-as-fireworks-and-bright-as.html' title='beautiful as the fireworks and bright as the moonlight.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/Sz4m8zSihVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/p4P6ZCNKYQM/s72-c/DSCF4374.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-4707219300637646774</id><published>2010-01-01T21:25:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:28:30.505+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my dreams'/><title type='text'>ECSTATIC NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;my first post in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. is it really 2010 already?&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;wooow..!&lt;br /&gt;*haha apasih, sil, mulai geje*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really. i'm still kind of amazed that 2009 has already passed. a whole year. 365 days. i've been through all that much days. and now, another 365 days is waiting (hopefully).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty much excited about 2010. why?&lt;br /&gt;for many reasons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm excited about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my studies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i promise my self to be more strict on my self with those schools stuffs. yess, i know it's going to get harder. especially on the 5th semester when transnational law is going to be official for me as my major. but it's also exciting! i target my self to acquire GPA 3.5 and i really gotta work hard for it. especially because of..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ECOMP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; big project I AM responsible of. of course there's a whole big committee helping. but like what people say: the success of an event belongs to all the committee, the failure of it belongs to the project officer. in this case: me! i'm pretty optimistic that it's going to succeed. amen!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ALSA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this year, it is 2008's turn to become managers and vice managers. well, eventhough i haven't really figured out what position i'm going to apply, it's still exciting to know that i'm going to be involved deeper with this organization. i love ALSA already. and i'm planning to get to know the people from other Local Chapters, or even National Chapters! so, yeah, it's definetely going to be fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love life&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. okay i don't want to talk much about this. one thing for sure, i wasted almost the entire 2009 waiting for someone. now i'm tired and i know i HAVE moved on :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;turning 20&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; LOL. most people, especially girls, are scared of turning 20. i am too.. a bit. but i think its gonna be great, not only being 20 but also growing. being more mature and better. it's a challange. and you know i love challanges :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so.. this is it. 2010 lies upon me. i wanna embrace it with hope and joy and excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ECSTATIC NEW YEAR, EVERYONE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: i'm still working on my resolution. maybe next week i'll be done with it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-4707219300637646774?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/4707219300637646774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/ecstatic-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4707219300637646774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/4707219300637646774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2010/01/ecstatic-new-year.html' title='ECSTATIC NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-5048311173675800498</id><published>2009-12-30T03:06:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T03:24:25.705+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>hukum internasional, oh, hukum internasional.</title><content type='html'>gila banget.&lt;br /&gt;mata kuliah yang paling gue tunggu-tunggu hasilnya, Hukum Internasional, sangat mengecewakan.&lt;br /&gt;gue dianggap nggak ikut ujian karena tanda tangan gue nggak ada di absensi. padahal seinget gue, gue tanda tangan kok! dan, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FYI&lt;/span&gt;, gue merasa gue paling berjuang semaksimal mungkin buat mata kuliah yang satu ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sepertinya gue memang sedang diuji nih. pertamanya gue sedih banget harus ujian lagi. nangis woy. mana gue lagi giliran jaga tim MCC Unsri lagi.. malem-malem dapet kabar begituan pas lagi di ruang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moot court&lt;/span&gt;. tet-tot banget dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampe akhirnya gue kesel.  ya iyalah. secara, HIN tuh ujian pertama gue. paling pertama. dan dosennya, yang bilang sendiri ke gue di telfon, baru masukin nilai malem ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt;, woooyy.. kemana aja bang 2 minggu ini???&lt;br /&gt;yah. mungkin beliau memang sedang sibuk. tapi gue kesel! seandainya berkas nilai diurus dari berhari-hari yang lalu, seenggaknya gue punya banyak waktu untuk mempelajari ulang 7 bab sebelum ikutan ujian &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;incomplete.&lt;/span&gt; dan ini baru dikasih tau malem ini, trus ujiannya besok siang. hm. masih untung siang, kalo pagi-pagi gue udah frustasi, kali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampe akhirnya gue diingetin sama teman-teman dan senior-senior, "mendingan dikasih ujian &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;incomplete&lt;/span&gt;, sil, dari pada di-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;failed&lt;/span&gt;-in!"&lt;br /&gt;lagi-lagi, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beryukur...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampe akhirnya dibantuin belajar sama ka sarah yang kebetulan malem ini nginep di cornel. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt; ka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bercandaan ka yodhie, "yaa, mungkin ini pertanda kali, sil, biar lo ga masuk PK 6 (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;program kekhususan hukum internasional&lt;/span&gt;-red)!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trus gue bales, "justru ini maksudnya biar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basic&lt;/span&gt; PK 6 gue lebih kuat, kak!"&lt;br /&gt;azeg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEMANGAT :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-5048311173675800498?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/5048311173675800498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2009/12/hukum-internasional-oh-hukum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5048311173675800498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5048311173675800498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2009/12/hukum-internasional-oh-hukum.html' title='hukum internasional, oh, hukum internasional.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-5200751763170296338</id><published>2009-12-29T11:14:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T11:50:05.103+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>BERSYUKUR!!</title><content type='html'>ada satu nilai mata kuliah gue yang baru keluar lagi kemarin.&lt;br /&gt;gue takut banget ga lulus mata kuliah yang satu ini, karena pas UAS yang 2 nomor terakhir gue &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zonk&lt;/span&gt; banget! ternyata gue lulus.. tapi dengan nilai yang (buat gue) tidak memuaskan sama sekali. ditambah itu untuk pertama kalinya gue dapet angka segitu. angka sampah, kalo kata nyokap gue sih.&lt;br /&gt;sumpah gue bete banget. beberapa temen gue menepuk-nepuk punggung gue sambil berkata, "yaudah lah, sill. yang penting kan lo lulus. lo kan waktu itu takut banget ga lulus.." dan dalam hati gue cuma pengen bilang, "ya tapi gue juga gamau sih lulus dengan nilai segini!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke. sebenernya gue sampah juga. karena kalo kita melihat lagi ke belakang, sebenernya wajar gue dapet nilai segitu. gue nggak suka sama pelajarannya, dan ga pernah sekalipun di kelas itu gue duduk di depan. padahal biasanya di kelas pelajaran-pelajaran lain gue pasti duduk di bagian-bagian depan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nggak lama kemudian, salah satu temen gue nelfon temen-temen yang lain dan nanyain nasib mereka di mata kuliah itu. dan ternyata, banyak yang nggak lulus.&lt;br /&gt;yah.. di situlah gue jadi lebih bersyukur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so. what my point is.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bersyukur.&lt;/span&gt; kita (termasuk gue juga) sering banget bersungut-sungut dan melihat sesuatu dari sisi jeleknya. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why not looking at the bright side?&lt;/span&gt; pada saat kita mengeluh, dunia nggak bertambah baik juga. nilai gue nggak akan berubah jadi A, kok. cuma bikin hati panas dan mood nggak enak. dan buat gue pribadi, saat gue melihat orang lain yang tidak seberuntung gue (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in this case&lt;/span&gt;: ga lulus), gue jadi lebih menghargai apa yang gue peroleh. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't get me wrong&lt;/span&gt;, bukannya gue berbahagia di atas penderitaan orang lain. tapi maksud gue adalah: terkadang kita memang harus melihat ke bawah untuk menghargai apa yang kita punya dan menyadari &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how blessed we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what goes around, comes around&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; kenapa nilai gue segitu? karena gue ga belajar dengan sungguh-sungguh. karena gue di kelas duduk di belakang terus. karena gue begini, karena gue begitu. yaudah, lo menuai apa yang lo tabur, sil!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jadikan kegagalan sebagai sebuah motivasi.&lt;/span&gt; klise.. tapi beneran deh, gue jadi sangat terdorong untuk menjadikan nilai-nilai pelajaran di semester 4 gue jauh lebih baik. gue kapok duduk di belakang ngobrol-ngobrol dan ga merhatiin pelajaran.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;jadi, yaa. inilah pelajaran gue.&lt;br /&gt;satu lagi, tadi pagi saat gue sate, bahan renungannya bilang: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;meskipun hidup ini adalah perjuangan, hidup ini juga adalah berkat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi gue mau belajar melihat berkat-berkat yang selama ini "agak kasat mata".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEMANGAT!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-5200751763170296338?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/5200751763170296338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2009/12/bersyukur.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5200751763170296338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5200751763170296338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2009/12/bersyukur.html' title='BERSYUKUR!!'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-7413840807905309571</id><published>2009-12-28T00:55:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T01:21:43.747+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kisah kereta'/><title type='text'>better none than only one.</title><content type='html'>pukul 17.15&lt;br /&gt;setibanya di stasiun UI, hujan mengguyur deras. saya tidak membawa payung, hanya memakai &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hoodie&lt;/span&gt; tebal. kedua tangan saya membawa tas dan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laptop&lt;/span&gt;. saya terpaksa duduk di bangku stasiun, berharap langit akan mengurangi tumpahan airnya.&lt;br /&gt;saya menumpuk tas dan&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; laptop&lt;/span&gt; di atas kedua paha saya, lalu menyilangkan kedua tangan di atasnya dan memeluk erat badan saya sendiri. mencoba menghangatkan diri. telapak kaki saya hampir mati rasa. air merembas ke dalam sepatu saya, dan saya sangat kedinginan.&lt;br /&gt;saya hanya diam. menunggu, tidak melakukan apa-apa. tiba-tiba seorang bapak tua berpakaian lusuh duduk di sebelah saya. mata saya tertuju pada kedua kakinya, yang beralas sendal jepit kuning hanya yang kanan. yang kiri telanjang. sesaat setelah ia duduk, ia mengeluarkan sesuatu dari kantong plastik yang ia bawa. sebuah sendal jepit kuning. rusak. jepitannya putus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bapak itu berusaha membetulkannya. saya terus menatapi, iba.&lt;br /&gt;tidak tau harus berbuat apa tapi dalam hati berkata, "ah pak.. mana mungkin bisa dibetulkan tanpa lem atau benang.."&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya bapak itu menyerah, memasukkan kembali sendal jepit kuning itu ke dalam kantong plastik hitam. ia lalu melepas sendal jepit kuning yang kanan dan memasukkannya juga.&lt;br /&gt;sang bapak tua bangkit berdiri, menyusuri stasiun UI bertelanjang kaki. berjualan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tissue&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364334094304969701-7413840807905309571?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/7413840807905309571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2009/12/better-none-than-only-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/7413840807905309571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/7413840807905309571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2009/12/better-none-than-only-one.html' title='better none than only one.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364334094304969701.post-5954857532939772370</id><published>2009-12-27T15:07:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T15:12:22.063+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>from 15/love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; is a game, it has to be the hardest game in the world.&lt;br /&gt;after all, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how can anyone win a game where there's no rules&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-15/love&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/364334094304969701-5954857532939772370?l=emosi-rasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/feeds/5954857532939772370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2009/12/from-15love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5954857532939772370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364334094304969701/posts/default/5954857532939772370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosi-rasio.blogspot.com/2009/12/from-15love.html' title='from 15/love.'/><author><name>priscilla manurung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334580679190223057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kBliRPeQz0/SrvS6yw-IdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WIvW_RcVwqU/S220/x.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
