<?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-8934639813375107683</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:24:36.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the bear and rabbit</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-4297448578292436314</id><published>2010-06-28T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T20:50:37.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm moving to greensandcastle.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll see you guys there ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-4297448578292436314?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4297448578292436314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=4297448578292436314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4297448578292436314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4297448578292436314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-moving-to-greensnowball.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-3994937805505079224</id><published>2010-06-26T22:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T22:41:23.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saya punya tuiter loh.&lt;br /&gt;xndrixni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mohon maaf jika saya sudah terseret ke lembah cyber yang mengerikan hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-3994937805505079224?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/3994937805505079224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=3994937805505079224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3994937805505079224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3994937805505079224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2010/06/saya-punya-tuiter-loh.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-4575565882357881994</id><published>2010-06-26T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T07:44:16.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Azizul Hakim</title><content type='html'>I have this special place, deep in my heart, for this Azizul Hakim a.ka buluk. kenapa dia dipanggil buluk? saya juga tidak tau. yg jelas saya akan sangat merindukannya. bukan karena dia menemani saya sepanjang hari. tapi dia adalah 1 1 nya hiburan bahkan di saat yang sangat tidak mungkin untuk tertawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semua lelucon buluk saya catat di notebook saya sejak kelas 11. berikut adalah beberapa penggalan kebodohannya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat pelajaran agama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buluk&lt;/span&gt;: Eh, kain itu bahasa inggrisnya apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saya&lt;/span&gt;: uh...fabric?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buluk&lt;/span&gt;: oo..berarti kalo kain kafan tuh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'when fabric&lt;/span&gt;' ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saya&lt;/span&gt;: (mikir) hahh... itu KAPAN, tolol! WAKAKAKAKAKA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat pelajaran ekonomi--guru yang mengajar terbilang sudah tua. teman saya yang suka nyerocos bertanya dengan gampangnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;andra&lt;/span&gt;: bu, ibu umur brapa sih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bu guru&lt;/span&gt;: wah..saya sih masih 16 dong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buluk&lt;/span&gt;: iye, ndra. 16 menit lagi.&lt;br /&gt;hening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saat ganti baju di jam pelajaran olahraga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buluk&lt;/span&gt;: oi! pinjem bolpen, dong!&lt;br /&gt;(ameng baru saja kembali dari kamar mandi, masih merapikan celananya yang belum di resleting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buluk&lt;/span&gt;: jah..itu mah isi pensil (sumpah ga nyambung. maksudnya buluk isi pensil=anu nya ameng.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suatu hari kejadian ini kembali terulang dengan formasi yang berbeda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ameng&lt;/span&gt;: kita butuh penggaris 30 centi nih!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buluk&lt;/span&gt;: nih, dah (pura-pura mau membuka celananya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ameng&lt;/span&gt;: halah, itu mah isi pensil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buluk&lt;/span&gt;: ets, isi pensil apa dulu nih?&lt;br /&gt;hening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ameng&lt;/span&gt;: ya segede-gedenya isi pensil, luk......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buluk&lt;/span&gt;: iya juga, ye. ah bego lu meng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ameng&lt;/span&gt;: KOK GUA?!&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya mereka berantem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buluk&lt;/span&gt;: "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;kenapa ya cewe-cewe ribet banget nggak mau kena panas matahari pas naek motor? ribet banget liatnya harus pake jacket, celana panjang, kaos kaki, sarung tangan, scarf, kacamata&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ipul&lt;/span&gt;: ya abisnya mau gimana lagi coba. nanti kan item mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buluk&lt;/span&gt;: ya maksud gua kenapa ga sekalian gitu. nanti klo gua udah gede gua bikin deh helm sekaligus kaos lengan panjang nyambung sama celana sampe ujung kaki.&lt;br /&gt;(harap dibayangin. itu bakalan lucu banget)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-4575565882357881994?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4575565882357881994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=4575565882357881994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4575565882357881994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4575565882357881994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2010/06/azizul-hakim.html' title='Azizul Hakim'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-612142575074968730</id><published>2010-06-26T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T06:16:08.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY FOR NEW CAMERA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i just woke up 4 hours ago and i realised that I'm all alone. my mom went to family occasion--which i have no interest to attend. well anyway, i just bought this magnificent weapon; NIKOND90. YEEEEEEEAAAYYY!!! so I just tried it out to take pictures of my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sv.tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/d8hft.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sv.tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/1538fsz.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sv.tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/2zg5hjb.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my bed, tv corner, magic table&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I don't really sleep on my bed. I don't sleep during holiday, actually. I just don't want to waste my time sleeping. So i usually lay on my bed to sketch (I don't write or sketch at the desk), or watch dvd's.&lt;br /&gt;my favorite part of my room is my tv corner! that's where i put lotsathing; shoes, dvd's, panting brushes, magazines, my taxi lamp, etc. anytime i get bored playing online games, I just find everything i need right here.&lt;br /&gt;last is my magic table. why do I call it like it's some kind of doraemon's new stuff? because everything I put on this table will disappear. no, not that aliens take it away. It will appear again just like you didn't see it in front of your eyes. creepy, eh? i know. I put my makeup here and fortunately I never let them out of my sight. so they're safe now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sv.tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/33w4aa1.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sv.tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/10efn5t.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;right now I'm eating these famous amos cookies. I wonder why I can't stop chewing these days. I eat a lot, so I gained like 7 kilos in 2 months. I know, my cheeks are disturbing. huahua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sv.tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/23shx0m.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sv.tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/11c7hie.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't finished these two but I like unfinished drawings/paintings. I know I need to complete the scarf pattern, and fill the right girl's hair. but raw version is better i guess (?)&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm gonna take a bath, and watch Opera Van Java.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care you guys!&lt;br /&gt;-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="'_blank'" title="'ImageShack" href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://img293.imageshack.us/i/dsc0011m.jpg/%27"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-612142575074968730?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/612142575074968730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=612142575074968730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/612142575074968730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/612142575074968730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2010/06/yay-for-new-camera.html' title='YAY FOR NEW CAMERA'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/d8hft_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-7231143295570507696</id><published>2010-06-11T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T01:43:44.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this week review</title><content type='html'>Selama seminggu saya menghabiskan waktu dirumah, 12 jam/hari di depan komputer, sisanya untuk sholat, makan, mandi, dan tidur. bukan, bukannya saya ansos.. tapi saya sedang sakit. sakit apa? mana ada sakit sambil main komputer. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahkan saya sendiri tidak tau apakah saya sakit, atau "pengen" sakit. berat saya naik 3 kilo ++ dan saya tetap melakukan push-up &amp;amp; sit-up seperti biasa di pagi hari. tapi 1 hal yang membuat saya positif bahwa saya sedang sakit adalah munculnya bulatan-bulatan merah berair di permukaan kulit saya. ternyata oh ternyata, saya kena cacar. OH MY GOSH! OH NO! GOD HELP ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, nggak selebay itu sih. karena seperti kata pepatah: di  balik kesulitan pasti ada kemudahan. good news ladies and gentlemen. SLR tercinta saya sudah sehat seperti dahulu. yayyyy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, this ariel's video does really annoy me. setiap hari yang saya baca di facebook atau blackberry messenger selalu ttg ariel dan luna maya / ariel dengan cut tari, atau lebih ekstrim lg ariel dan keduanya. what I'm trying to say is: SO WHAT. i don't want to know anything about ariel. if he had sex with luna maya or cut tari or both, then what? does that have anything to do with us? no. jadi kalo ada salah 1 dari kalian yang broadcast hal-hal semacam itu, maaf-maaf aja saya ga baca. karena saya ga peduli. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm gonna go to bed now. haven't slept for 28 hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-7231143295570507696?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7231143295570507696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=7231143295570507696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7231143295570507696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7231143295570507696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-week-review.html' title='this week review'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-7612199192065627181</id><published>2010-06-08T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T04:40:04.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss Asita and Nissa. Semoga mereka tenang di alam sana hahahaha :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-7612199192065627181?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7612199192065627181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=7612199192065627181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7612199192065627181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7612199192065627181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-miss-asita-and-nissa.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-5531779661829748102</id><published>2010-05-29T22:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T22:43:47.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>banyak orang yang haus akan perhatian sehingga mereka menghalalkan segala cara hanya untuk terlihat... ada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-5531779661829748102?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/5531779661829748102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=5531779661829748102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5531779661829748102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5531779661829748102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2010/05/banyak-orang-yang-haus-akan-perhatian.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-1328889852668751393</id><published>2010-05-14T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T04:39:51.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MANIAC</title><content type='html'>Hari ini saya mencoba bermain FFX yang saya kira gampang ternyata susah. kira-kira begini lah percakapan singkat yang terjadi ketika Putra menawari saya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Putra&lt;/span&gt;: nih cobain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dion&lt;/span&gt;: apa2an nih??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Putra&lt;/span&gt;: udah cobain..&lt;br /&gt;PS: untuk orang-orang yang nguping dari luar kamar pasti ngiranya lg ditawarin "barang". anda tertipu sobat! hahuauhauha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yak dan ternyata saya gagal. mungkin saya cuma berbakat main RO, dan kelereng.&lt;br /&gt;Kadang saya sempat lupa betapa menyenangkan menghabiskan waktu berjam-jam di depan komputer, mulai dari jam 6 pagi sampai jam 11 malam tanpa beranjak sekalipun. And if you're saying "you're sick!" or "you really need a rest for your eyes", well then itu hak mu kawan. mungkin itu yang di namakan dengan maniak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma·ni·ac : any intemperate or overly zealous or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enthusiastic person&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ketika anda melakukan sesuatu yang anda senangi secara berulang-ulang, dan anda terbiasa dengan hal itu, secara perlahan anda telah membentuk pribadi maniak terhadap sesuatu. saya telah bermain game online semenjak kelas 6 SD, dan lama-kelamaan saya tidak bisa terlepas dari kegiatan bermain game online itu. saya menjadi maniak! o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, saya bukannya tidak mencoba berhenti bermain di depan komputer. tapi memang sejauh ini game komputer telah memenuhi kebutuhan saya dan telah menjadi bagian dari hidup saya. jadi saya tidak akan bersusah-susah memaksakan diri untuk lepas dari game. biarlah waktu yang memisahkan kami. amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-1328889852668751393?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1328889852668751393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=1328889852668751393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1328889852668751393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1328889852668751393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2010/05/maniac.html' title='MANIAC'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-3745703821496607625</id><published>2010-05-13T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T22:21:09.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spotted</title><content type='html'>www.noranbakrie.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just saw all of his works. they're amazingly beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' title='ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting' href='http://img195.imageshack.us/i/barie3.jpg/'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img195.imageshack.us/img195/714/barie3.jpg' border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' title='ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting' href='http://img121.imageshack.us/i/bakrie.jpg/'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img121.imageshack.us/img121/3199/bakrie.jpg' border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' title='ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting' href='http://img59.imageshack.us/i/bakrie2.jpg/'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img59.imageshack.us/img59/6864/bakrie2.jpg' border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-3745703821496607625?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/3745703821496607625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=3745703821496607625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3745703821496607625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3745703821496607625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2010/05/spotted.html' title='spotted'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-1510506728224918266</id><published>2010-05-11T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T20:23:18.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday wishes</title><content type='html'>happy birthday satwiko. Good luck for everything :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-1510506728224918266?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1510506728224918266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=1510506728224918266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1510506728224918266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1510506728224918266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2010/05/birthday-wishes.html' title='birthday wishes'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-2094083186023227170</id><published>2010-05-10T00:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T00:44:07.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a very long holiday</title><content type='html'>Ngabisin waktu selama sebulan ini bareng Dhanendra Poedjono, Pierre Ricardo, and Satwiko Vito Waris together. Dhan will go to Singapore this July :'( it's really sad you know, having your friend in another country.. Dikit-dikit mereka mulai lupa sama eksistensi kita, bahkan ada kemungkinan suatu saat nanti mereka akan berkata "eh halo! aduh siapa namanya.."&lt;br /&gt;IRONIS ! I don't want dhan to forget me that way. ya setidaknya dia inget nama gue deh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. I'm gonna hang out with them again this afternoon. I hope we could have fun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-2094083186023227170?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/2094083186023227170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=2094083186023227170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2094083186023227170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2094083186023227170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2010/05/very-long-holiday.html' title='a very long holiday'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-1879527587564310233</id><published>2010-05-09T08:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T00:48:11.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RWC 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src='http://img704.imageshack.us/img704/4837/bannerhgp.jpg' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAGNAROK WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP DI INDONESIA !&lt;br /&gt;well it's not a big thing actually. for YOU. but for me, as one of those RO maniacs, I've been waiting for this time ! you know, when i was still a noob, i always wanted to join world championship which probably wont be held in indonesia. Percuma kalo menang RIC tp nggak bisa ikutan RWC di luar negeri. My mom won't let me =.= tp sekarang kesempatan itu datang kawan !&lt;br /&gt;well the point is just wish me luck; kan lumayan kalo bisa menang RIC bisa ikut RWC, dapet duit, beli laptop baru..hihi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-1879527587564310233?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1879527587564310233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=1879527587564310233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1879527587564310233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1879527587564310233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2010/05/ric-2010.html' title='RWC 2010'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-4054904214325716342</id><published>2010-05-09T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T07:26:01.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a newbie</title><content type='html'>setelah hampir 2 tahun tidak berhubungan dengan blogspot akhirnya saya kembali memulai karir saya sebagai seorang blogger. I FEEL LIKE A NEWBIE. saya sama sekali tidak ingat bagaimana cara nge follow orang or even add someone as a friend. duh.. Need a little help here. Mungkin saya akan sedikit mengubah tampilan dari blog ini sedikit demi sedikit supaya ga keliatan berdebu banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*NB: ada rencana untuk pindah kesini dari facebook dsb nya, karena sepertinya tempat lain udah gak sehat lg kyk dulu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-4054904214325716342?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4054904214325716342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=4054904214325716342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4054904214325716342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4054904214325716342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-newbie.html' title='I&apos;m a newbie'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-7603479340959393206</id><published>2009-01-28T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T03:07:29.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Let's meet tomorrow"&lt;br /&gt;"I miss you"&lt;br /&gt;"But we'll meet each other everyday, right?"&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, I'm so excited for tomorrow! :D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry I can't meet you today"&lt;br /&gt;"But you've promised"&lt;br /&gt;"You know, here's the condition. First, there are a lot of homeworks to do. then, it's a rainy day"&lt;br /&gt;"That's okay"&lt;br /&gt;"Let's meet tomorrow okay?"&lt;br /&gt;(smile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry I can't meet you today"&lt;br /&gt;"Why?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm kinda tired because of yesterday. y'know, mt basbeall team.."&lt;br /&gt;"that's okay"&lt;br /&gt;"Friday, I promise"&lt;br /&gt;"no, really, that's okay. I don't really want to meet you anymore"&lt;br /&gt;"BUT I'VE TRIED TO MEET YOU. why don't you try to respect my effort?"&lt;br /&gt;"why don't you try to respect me without considering our days at school?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-7603479340959393206?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7603479340959393206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=7603479340959393206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7603479340959393206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7603479340959393206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2009/01/lets-meet-tomorrow-i-miss-you-but-well.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-6505093920714297196</id><published>2009-01-06T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T04:12:15.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Asita: you know, there's something you need to know about life&lt;br /&gt;Me : what?&lt;br /&gt;Asita : don't seek for happiness. the more you seek for it, you'll get more depressed, and think about it all over. you wont find any happiness when you're stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;Me: right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-6505093920714297196?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/6505093920714297196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=6505093920714297196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/6505093920714297196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/6505093920714297196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2009/01/asita-you-know-theres-something-you.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-4466116175965680982</id><published>2008-12-17T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T05:11:01.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>things that make me happy, currently</title><content type='html'>mom allows me to hang out. OH YAYYYYY!! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;vito has been so nice since a week ago when the first time he listened to my advice heh heh. I feel so appreciated :') I think we're now trying to be more serious. but with more plays and classy jokes too. like kiddos, but that's what i've always been hoping. I always want to be 16.&lt;br /&gt;but, hey, looks like everything's gonna be fine. i don't know. i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-4466116175965680982?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4466116175965680982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=4466116175965680982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4466116175965680982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4466116175965680982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/12/things-that-make-me-happy-currently.html' title='things that make me happy, currently'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-7696812905003135472</id><published>2008-12-13T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T20:52:00.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>white lips kissed</title><content type='html'>Wake me up&lt;br /&gt;Only nightmares take me in&lt;br /&gt;Through these walls the winter bites&lt;br /&gt;A draft from all sides&lt;br /&gt;Why did you not include me on your list?&lt;br /&gt;Let me in through the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;White lips kissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love is a fickle love&lt;br /&gt;Keeps itself locked in a suitcase&lt;br /&gt;To be ready to go&lt;br /&gt;Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't cry when the silver lining shows&lt;br /&gt;But you're right&lt;br /&gt;You understand&lt;br /&gt;You ride with both hands&lt;br /&gt;Worrying is the breathing that you need i&lt;br /&gt;So there won't be far to fall&lt;br /&gt;You mustn't climb tall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that are supposed to mean lots&lt;br /&gt;Leave you cold&lt;br /&gt;And with a malady of the soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love is a tricky love&lt;br /&gt;Bet you know this&lt;br /&gt;Bet you noticed&lt;br /&gt;Bet you know, which is why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should know better than anyone ever could&lt;br /&gt;Soon as I let go&lt;br /&gt;Everything falls apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't cry when the silver lining shows&lt;br /&gt;But you're right&lt;br /&gt;You understand&lt;br /&gt;You ride with both hands&lt;br /&gt;Worrying is the breathing that you need&lt;br /&gt;So there won't be far to fall&lt;br /&gt;You mustn't climb tall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up&lt;br /&gt;Only nightmares take me in&lt;br /&gt;Through these walls the winter bites&lt;br /&gt;A draft from all sides&lt;br /&gt;Of course you can&lt;br /&gt;There are diamonds in demand&lt;br /&gt;It's a shame and as you know&lt;br /&gt;The stain will not go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img265.imageshack.us/img265/3332/outerspacekt2.jpg" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&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/8934639813375107683-7696812905003135472?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7696812905003135472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=7696812905003135472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7696812905003135472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7696812905003135472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/12/white-lips-kissed.html' title='white lips kissed'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-1197530119113947843</id><published>2008-12-07T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T05:48:58.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you still love me, bear? do you?</title><content type='html'>:'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-1197530119113947843?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1197530119113947843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=1197530119113947843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1197530119113947843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1197530119113947843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-you-still-love-me-bear-do-you.html' title='do you still love me, bear? do you?'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-4838618633922631830</id><published>2008-12-07T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T05:07:23.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>had so much fun with anna</title><content type='html'>so first thing first, we need an egg, 1/2 cup of butter, and betty croker's instant chocolate chip cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first batch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img53.imageshack.us/img53/3876/n1094828011302664847026ck4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img523.imageshack.us/img523/4135/n1094828011302664882555oz1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img124.imageshack.us/img124/1755/n1094828011302664892881uj2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img115.imageshack.us/img115/5310/n1094828011302665026512bc9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/2184/n1094828011302664836715ce6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img124.imageshack.us/img124/3217/n1094828011302664923856yi5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bit burnt but still taste good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;second batch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img184.imageshack.us/img184/4329/n1094828011302664913528gy8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img82.imageshack.us/img82/111/n1094828011302664954847lk1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/947/n1094828011302664944515fq0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We were like "this should be tastes good! this should be!". and while waiting for the cookies, we watched the superhero movie with the burnt cookies and milk :|D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img168.imageshack.us/img168/5605/n1094828011302664985875no5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;anna looked like a kitten, and i looked like a fat kitten -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img82.imageshack.us/img82/4976/n1094828011302664877998wd1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AH. FINALLY!&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/8934639813375107683-4838618633922631830?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4838618633922631830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=4838618633922631830' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4838618633922631830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4838618633922631830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/12/had-so-much-fun-with-anna.html' title='had so much fun with anna'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-5339821809580812651</id><published>2008-12-02T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T03:13:12.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dion (taller version)</title><content type='html'>2 factors that affect your height:&lt;br /&gt;genetic factors and nutrient factors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the most affecting factor is gen that comes from mother. underline that my mom is so short.&lt;br /&gt;Taller. that's what i always want. This december, I really wish i'll be taller. so, i've started to do some physical exercise again after almost 3 months of taking medicines and stay at home. anyways, knowing that my gen factor is 'being small', will my exercise work?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-5339821809580812651?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/5339821809580812651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=5339821809580812651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5339821809580812651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5339821809580812651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/12/dion-taller-version.html' title='dion (taller version)'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-6914645330099844376</id><published>2008-11-23T02:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T02:22:58.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the way i feel&lt;br /&gt;you're bursting up inside me&lt;br /&gt;pushing through my skin&lt;br /&gt;explosions parade across my chest&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fill you, tasting touch of your skin&lt;br /&gt;I hear you coming with every breath&lt;br /&gt;it sound so right, that's why i'm pressing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img357.imageshack.us/img357/6173/angelkissingonasinnerbyfv5.jpg" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-6914645330099844376?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/6914645330099844376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=6914645330099844376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/6914645330099844376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/6914645330099844376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-way-i-feel-youre-bursting-up.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-2400470150325731962</id><published>2008-11-23T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T02:32:12.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's no winter in indonesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img167.imageshack.us/img167/3134/zara4kw3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img175.imageshack.us/img175/176/zarayoung3on0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/1595/zarayoung2wi7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img117.imageshack.us/img117/6176/zarawinteryoungfzs6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img117.imageshack.us/img117/5314/zarakidsot3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;me wanna :D&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/8934639813375107683-2400470150325731962?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/2400470150325731962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=2400470150325731962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2400470150325731962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2400470150325731962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/theres-no-winter-in-indonesia.html' title='there&apos;s no winter in indonesia'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-3920305831137825310</id><published>2008-11-21T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T16:54:30.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm glad that these long days are finally over without temptation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-3920305831137825310?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/3920305831137825310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=3920305831137825310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3920305831137825310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3920305831137825310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-glad-that-these-long-days-are.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-1849818084433518626</id><published>2008-11-15T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T23:34:23.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"there are so many mocking birds outside. what are you gonna do about that?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'll sing so they'll ashame of their ugly voices"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-1849818084433518626?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1849818084433518626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=1849818084433518626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1849818084433518626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1849818084433518626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/there-are-so-many-mocking-birds-outside.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-556438218774615752</id><published>2008-11-15T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T23:26:53.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wowowewa</title><content type='html'>short conversation on telephone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di apa kabar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lo apa kabar? how's uni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uni sucks. btw, are you free next monday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't know. I might have something to do with gor meeting.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh..um.. I wonder if we could meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not compelling. just let me know if you'd like to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;where will that be at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blitz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so that is a date? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you call it? I just want to have quality times with you again. y'know, it's been quite long. were you miss that time too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;maybe. I'll see you on monday then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you sure? you don't mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;positive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-556438218774615752?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/556438218774615752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=556438218774615752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/556438218774615752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/556438218774615752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/wowowewa.html' title='wowowewa'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-6534814966596158561</id><published>2008-11-15T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T23:12:13.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how my days have started become less activities:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th grade:                                       &lt;br /&gt;-swimming class&lt;br /&gt;-drawing class&lt;br /&gt;-piano course&lt;br /&gt;-choir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th grade:&lt;br /&gt;-tennis class&lt;br /&gt;-piano course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th grade:&lt;br /&gt;-choir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-9th grade:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10-11th grade:&lt;br /&gt;-drawing course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I improve my skills if i slowly become so lazy like this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-6534814966596158561?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/6534814966596158561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=6534814966596158561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/6534814966596158561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/6534814966596158561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-my-days-have-started-become-less.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-1214312766369847158</id><published>2008-11-15T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T17:17:22.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>living</title><content type='html'>yesterday, my bahasa teacher gave us a task to write anything about friends' interesting story. I came up to my friend, Dani. Then she shared about most interesting stories in her life. All of them were about accident that almost took her life. that it is; every single thing that crushes her skin, her meat, her bones, it's hurtful and it'd be the lesson of her life. while I wrote her story on my paper, she asked me, "so what's your stories, Di?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her a big grin, "what do you think?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nah, your life is blissful. I don't think you have misery to share".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that what she said is true, you're totally &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt;. what makes her think like that? just because i never get an accident and broke my body. deep within, I have many stories about misery. I may never show it, I've tried to cover it up and live my life normally. my misery is all about problems that can help me to examine my life. that always have the moral of each part I pass. So, don't ever say anything like that. Don't ever tell yourself about how good someone's life seems.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you have no idea what she/he's been through&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-1214312766369847158?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1214312766369847158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=1214312766369847158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1214312766369847158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1214312766369847158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/living.html' title='living'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-5959406646743950836</id><published>2008-11-14T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T18:03:54.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>enjoy your stay at hotel 626</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hotel626.com/"&gt;Hotel 626&lt;/a&gt; is sooooo spooky. you may only able to enter between 6PM and 6AM. but in this case, I switch my computer's clock so i can play it in the morning xD. the game asks to control your web cam and mic, so it feels so real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img291.imageshack.us/img291/8898/center626ip1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the game starts when you wake up in the hotel. don't mind with all the ghosts and zombies. all you gotta do is get out from the hotel alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5098/spimagesphpgu1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I highly recomend you to plug in your webcam because it'd be more fun. i haven't finished this game yet. I get scared easily by the surrounding sounds that will haunt you even after you play the game. my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabed pictures from google and das-connection.blogspot.com. thanks.&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/8934639813375107683-5959406646743950836?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/5959406646743950836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=5959406646743950836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5959406646743950836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5959406646743950836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/enjoy-your-stay-at-hotel-626.html' title='enjoy your stay at hotel 626'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-6108111375558957298</id><published>2008-11-11T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:35:44.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why can't you go find yourself?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img510.imageshack.us/img510/660/dsc07092wn1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-6108111375558957298?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/6108111375558957298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=6108111375558957298' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/6108111375558957298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/6108111375558957298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-cant-you-go-find-yourself.html' title='why can&apos;t you go find yourself?'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-5624158564377058963</id><published>2008-11-11T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:07:03.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we're so far away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remembering, every thing about my world and when you came. wondering if the change you'd bring means nothing else would be the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know what you were doing?did you know?did you know how you would move me? Well, i don't really think so. but the night came down and swept us away. and the stars, they seemed to paint the most elaborate scene to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know how you would move us? did you know? when the lights came upon us and we saw the everglow. and the moment's magic swept us away. and young man's dream was almost seen so plain.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Did you know how you would move me? did you know? did you know how you would move me? well i don't reallt think so.but the moment's magic swept us away. and it's so close but we're so far away.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; it's so close but we're so far away.&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/8934639813375107683-5624158564377058963?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/5624158564377058963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=5624158564377058963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5624158564377058963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5624158564377058963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/were-so-far-away.html' title='we&apos;re so far away'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-5173589095260227271</id><published>2008-11-09T01:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T01:40:52.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jgn cuma bisa nuntut dong. coba lo jadi gw! AH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-5173589095260227271?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/5173589095260227271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=5173589095260227271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5173589095260227271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5173589095260227271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/jgn-cuma-bisa-nuntut-dong.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-7247234823996259201</id><published>2008-11-08T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:59:16.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>questions &amp; facts</title><content type='html'>lately i find myself sick of everything, sick of being too understanding. I need a rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom thinks that giving me money would make me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it means love equal money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Being a nice and understanding person is so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. it is. you wont be a nice person everytime. there's a momment that you're at the bottom, and everyone has their limit of patience. there's nothing wrong with become angry. it's just because you've been trained to control yourself everyone would understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-7247234823996259201?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7247234823996259201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=7247234823996259201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7247234823996259201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7247234823996259201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/questions-facts.html' title='questions &amp; facts'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-7820582055214726902</id><published>2008-11-08T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T07:28:53.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>saviour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/8099/c007mmswv3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;only imagining it makes me happy already. chocolates always make me happy&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/8934639813375107683-7820582055214726902?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7820582055214726902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=7820582055214726902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7820582055214726902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7820582055214726902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/saviour.html' title='saviour'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-2820956131504658664</id><published>2008-11-08T06:22:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T07:03:58.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>straightly over</title><content type='html'>I don't really like exposing my life. especially my love life. it' just like, blog is not the right place to share. but this is my blog. i can write anything, whatever i want. i think i have nothing better to do while i need someone to share without judging me just like everybody do. I'm sick of judges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, me and V argued again. I hate fighting, enough tears. at the end, we're busy with our things. he hung out with his friends and here i am again. room full of tissues since i can't stop my snots. I know. I was thinking i'd stop bothering V. so I could stop bothering myself. that's a simple rule in relationship: your lover is your half. you cry your lover cry, you bothered your lover bothered. but now, I'm much older and wiser to understand what loving means. loving is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;completing&lt;/span&gt;, not being fully other half of your lover. Mom told me that thing. before i realize that she's definitely right. at the momment, I don't feel like we can work it out. we're so far away. distance, in mind and thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried. I never cried myself that loud before except for games when i failed doing the missions :P this time, I cry for a guy; that sounds weird. I cry because i can't be strict to him. I never win the argue. It's not like debating about politics. I'm screaming my heart out, i'm telling him how i've been feeling and it hurts that he doesn't understand. I'm stressed out. I've eaten all the chocolate candies in my refrigerator and i spent hours watching step up, ate more chocolate candies, and listened to hide &amp;amp; seek (imogen heap). I fell asleep. i've just woke up a minutes ago. and now, i'm feeling much more better. everything seems better --except i gotta clean these tissues so i can get more and nice sleep ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-2820956131504658664?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/2820956131504658664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=2820956131504658664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2820956131504658664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2820956131504658664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/straightly-over.html' title='straightly over'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-2858723891068728181</id><published>2008-11-07T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T06:12:25.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can watch these sims episodes all daaaaaaayy long! If there are dvds of them, i'm going to buy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'll write the link later)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-2858723891068728181?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/2858723891068728181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=2858723891068728181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2858723891068728181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2858723891068728181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-can-watch-these-sims-episodes-all.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-2745385172032329664</id><published>2008-11-04T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T04:21:47.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Asita says:&lt;br /&gt;gue kasih tau ya&lt;br /&gt;d says:&lt;br /&gt;what&lt;br /&gt;Asita says:&lt;br /&gt;kita ini di dunia memang hidup sendiri&lt;br /&gt;Asita says:&lt;br /&gt;yang bisa bener2 ngerti diri kita tuh ya cuma kita&lt;br /&gt;Asita says:&lt;br /&gt;vito, gue, nyokap lo, bokap lo, temen2 lo&lt;br /&gt;Asita says:&lt;br /&gt;itu cuma pelengkap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-2745385172032329664?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/2745385172032329664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=2745385172032329664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2745385172032329664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2745385172032329664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/asita-says-gue-kasih-tau-ya-d-says-what.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-297617223442710699</id><published>2008-11-04T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T04:15:34.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I don't mind losing my father, I love my mom more than anything"</title><content type='html'>since Asita said that, my life has changed, or maybe i've changed it without realizing it. right now, I'm feeling so down and lonely. I feel like, I care to people who don't care about me. maybe i'll stop being too trusting. I don't know. I need times to be alone. I can't trust anyone but myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-297617223442710699?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/297617223442710699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=297617223442710699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/297617223442710699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/297617223442710699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-mind-losing-my-father-i-love-my.html' title='&quot;I don&apos;t mind losing my father, I love my mom more than anything&quot;'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-4389579628292876836</id><published>2008-11-01T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T05:40:32.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been learning to live alone. you know, some of you that might live in your own apartement, separated with your families, no one take care of you when you got a fever. THAT is because they&lt;br /&gt;re not there and none of your friends that possibly take care of you and bring you things you want. I'm living in jakarta and have many friends around. mom left to singapore on her duty. I'm home alone. and it's always like that, even before my parents divorced. so, yeah, i'm getting used to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, I now have a boyfriend, remember? he supposed to take care of me. I'm not asking him to. but if he could do that, i'd probably love him even more. he was having a physical test too (like pledging a frat). so i GOTTA be understand that he's tired. HE IS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no worries. he said he was sorry and now he's taking care of me. sweet. i still caught up with this cold &gt;:U and my body itches all over. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img258.imageshack.us/img258/8440/dsc0432mx4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img136.imageshack.us/img136/7708/dsc0435ft2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I cut my bangs, but i screwed it up :B )&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/8934639813375107683-4389579628292876836?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4389579628292876836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=4389579628292876836' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4389579628292876836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4389579628292876836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-been-learning-to-live-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-1052097508114216240</id><published>2008-10-28T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T05:03:03.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so much in love</title><content type='html'>yo, dude, I'm in love. my boyfriend is spectacular&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-1052097508114216240?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1052097508114216240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=1052097508114216240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1052097508114216240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1052097508114216240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-much-in-love.html' title='so much in love'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-3873031385425030725</id><published>2008-10-22T07:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T07:03:52.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AVENGED SEVENFOLD CONCERT</title><content type='html'>temen-temen gue dan cowo gue sedang asik menonton dan gue terkunci di rumah dan ngga boleh pergi sama nyokap gara-gara takut gue sakit lagi. oke. that's not fair. tapi mau gimana lagi? masa gue harus marah-marah ke temen-temen gue dan cowo gue, cuma gara-gara gue ga bisa nonton? gue ngga harus selalu merasakan apa yg mereka rasain. dan gue ga mungkin ngerusak kesenengan mereka cuma gara-gara gue ga ada disana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, I want to watch a7x concert ;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-3873031385425030725?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/3873031385425030725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=3873031385425030725' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3873031385425030725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3873031385425030725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/10/avenged-sevenfold-concert.html' title='AVENGED SEVENFOLD CONCERT'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-7768362017879796582</id><published>2008-10-15T05:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T05:37:42.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[blank]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speactacular.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-7768362017879796582?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7768362017879796582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=7768362017879796582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7768362017879796582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7768362017879796582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/10/blank-speactacular.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-2473545361253512978</id><published>2008-10-13T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T04:30:42.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sick of being in home. I'm sick of being in school. I'm sick of being everywhere. or maybe i'm sick of rules. i'd really wanna go out and have some fun, eating pop corn and drinking cans of coke. WAAARGH!!&lt;br /&gt;I want to drink cokes.&lt;br /&gt;I want to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;I want to buy new clothes and wedges.&lt;br /&gt;I want to buy polaroid films.&lt;br /&gt;Improve my drawing skills.&lt;br /&gt;Be more active and patient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-2473545361253512978?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/2473545361253512978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=2473545361253512978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2473545361253512978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2473545361253512978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-sick-of-being-in-home.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-5405015945305307848</id><published>2008-10-13T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T04:21:06.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(good) negative sides</title><content type='html'>How to be a good ambitious person:&lt;br /&gt;1. make sure that you can do what you want.&lt;br /&gt;2. don't be selfish. try to keep sharing your jobs with the others.&lt;br /&gt;3. have a good relationship with people around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyeh. seriously I need to do what I just wrote. I gotta be a good ambitious person because i've been a bad one :3 I MUST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-5405015945305307848?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/5405015945305307848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=5405015945305307848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5405015945305307848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5405015945305307848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-negative-sides.html' title='(good) negative sides'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-4303775048024483490</id><published>2008-10-12T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T00:22:04.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MURDOC NICCALS IS SO FUCKIN' GENIUS xD&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/8934639813375107683-4303775048024483490?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4303775048024483490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=4303775048024483490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4303775048024483490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4303775048024483490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/10/murdoc-niccals-is-so-fuckin-genius-xd.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-8040838680321778578</id><published>2008-10-11T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T18:59:14.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>I haven't go out for 3 weeks and I spend my holiday at home which is lame. I really wanna go out somebody kidnap me puhleeassseee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, school started tmrw and I still have no idea how to deal with math and bahasa homeworks nyahaha. I'd like to have sardines for lunch sniff sniff. my maid bakes great sardines and pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;I gained weight --&gt; 38kgs to 45kgs in 12 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB: hell to know that I'm having fats. aagh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-8040838680321778578?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/8040838680321778578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=8040838680321778578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/8040838680321778578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/8040838680321778578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/10/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-1796196604213574667</id><published>2008-10-11T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T06:12:49.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wrong step</title><content type='html'>ewe bangsat tokai&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe i'm so trusting and now I can't do anything to help myself out. semua udah terjadi dan gue engga bisa ngapa-ngapain,&lt;br /&gt;I gave so much. no. I gave TOO much.&lt;br /&gt;aagh i lost my precious thingsssssssssssssss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-1796196604213574667?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1796196604213574667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=1796196604213574667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1796196604213574667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1796196604213574667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/10/wrong-step.html' title='wrong step'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-8309809030912455057</id><published>2008-10-11T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T06:08:10.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading readin. so much time is wasted on reading this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jesus i'm gonna be blind (!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-8309809030912455057?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/8309809030912455057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=8309809030912455057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/8309809030912455057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/8309809030912455057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/10/reading-reading-reading-reading-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-388152626276570775</id><published>2008-10-11T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T05:15:50.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't seek for happiness &amp; you'll find it</title><content type='html'>Hidup saya saat ini seperti buram. saya tidak bisa membedakan bahagia, sedih, dan marah. semuanya menyatu, membuat kepala saya seolah-olah akan meledak jika saya menerima hal-hal baru lagi. saya seharusnya belajar dari semua yang terjadi kepada saya sekarang. tetapi saya terlalu bingung untuk menguraikan semua nya. seandainya menyelesaikan masalah sama mudahnya dengan membuat 3 lembar essay, mungkin saya sudah menjadi orang paling bahagia di muka bumi ini. tapi&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; apakah dengan bahagia saya akan menjadi orang sukses&lt;/span&gt;? mungkin itu sebabnya saya diberi masalah dengan berbagai corak. agar saya tidak terlalu cepat dan mudah mendapatkan kebahagiaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagipula, buat apa kebahagiaan itu dicari? toh jika sudah waktunya, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuhan akan memberikan kebahagiaan itu dengan sendirinya&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-388152626276570775?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/388152626276570775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=388152626276570775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/388152626276570775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/388152626276570775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-seek-for-happiness-youll-find-it.html' title='don&apos;t seek for happiness &amp; you&apos;ll find it'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-4483917917418839439</id><published>2008-10-04T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T05:15:09.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>desease</title><content type='html'>saturday, september 27th,&lt;br /&gt;I was bringing my suitcase down from upstairs. I played on my computer, as usual. nothing went wrong. not yet. 10 o'clock, i felt so thirsty. so i opened a can of coke. my very first can that day. after i drank 4 cans yesterday. nothing went wrong. not yet. view minutes later, my throat was itchy, like there's oil inside my throat. so i cough. but that itchy feeling didn't go. I ran into my bathroom and spit. blood spurted. a red, red blood. i spit again. blood spurted again. i kept spitting. but blood keep spurting, too. I was getting scared. I called my mom. I told her that i'd just had a blood cough. I was pretty sure it was because of coke i drank. I didn't think anything about my lungs. one thing that i really care was my kidney. mom was so panic. I tried to not panic. i called Vito and told him what's happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img524.imageshack.us/img524/3314/dsc0398zc8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(my maid took this photo to compare the blood color with normal blood color)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom brought me to hospital and we went to emergency room. blood spurted again, this time not only from my throat, also my nose. but doctor said it's just a nosebleed. then the doctor checked on me and took my blood to test it in laboratory. I had to do rontgen, too. from the results, doctor said i got a TBC (tuberculosis). but, just to make sure, he gave a mantuk injection on my right hand. DESS....... it.was.so.painful.i.swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, i came to see him again. he looked at my mantuk injection. then he looked at my mom. then, me.&lt;br /&gt;"by the result of mantuk injection and rontgen photos, we'd sorry to say that you're positive", he said, "you have a TBC". then he walked to his desk and back with my rontgen photos. "you see this white shadow?" he firmly pointed a white shadow in that photo with his fat finger.&lt;br /&gt;I nodded. "This is one of a sign that you have TBC"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept my mouth shut. my mom didn't say anything at all. but i know, deep inside, she's sad. on the way home, she sadly told me to stop smoking, and drinking cokes. I was too busy with my mind that time. a day ago, i was just an ordinary girl, without any serious desease. i never had any desease before, so this is kinda shocking  me. TBC isn't so deathly either. it's a usual desease. I just need to be discipline and take the pills routinely. BUT WHY DOES THIS STUPID DESEASE COME WHEN I'M HAVING THE GREATEST TIME??&lt;br /&gt;I was so ready to go to Jogja.&lt;br /&gt;I was just going to meet Vito at Lebaran Day (and Lebaran Day was getting closer).&lt;br /&gt;I was going to start my art course.&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited to meet my cousins --which is a once-in-a-lifetime thing because i never get along with them so far, at Lebaran Day.&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW I'M SEALED WITH MY LUNGS THAT I CAN'T HAVE A CLOSE CONTACT WITH MY FRIENDS, FAMILIES, AND MY BOYFRIEND? yeah, tbc is not deathly, but in 3 months, you can't do a close contact with people around you. they might get a TBC because of you. oh, fuck. i also gotta be patient to not have a close contact with vito, physically. yeah, if you know what i mean -_-.&lt;br /&gt;i just don't understand. why couldn't I notice it earlier? i knew that i was getting thinner but i didn't mark it as a sign. I also sweat at night, but i thought it was just because of the weather. but fortunately, just 3 months. not a year. or more. yeah, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I write it here not to make you guys running away from me. I just want to share, and i hope you guys wont infected, or you guys could notice it earlier. here's some note from me:&lt;br /&gt;1. Smoking doesn't cause TBC, it breaks you lungs' working systems, so viruses could easily get into your body defense. smoking makes your lungs weak, but it doesn't cause a TBC, instantly.&lt;br /&gt;2. if you lose your weight, like 4kgs just in 2 weeks, you better check on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doain gue sembuh ya, gue ga boleh olahraga 3 bulan nih. siap-siap ngeliat foto gue gendut2 entar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-4483917917418839439?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4483917917418839439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=4483917917418839439' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4483917917418839439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4483917917418839439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/10/disease.html' title='desease'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-651872336391294413</id><published>2008-09-18T02:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T08:30:32.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"If you can keep others' secrets, you surely can keep yours. But if you can help others with advices, doesn't always mean you can help youself in your OWN way"&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/8934639813375107683-651872336391294413?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/651872336391294413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=651872336391294413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/651872336391294413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/651872336391294413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/09/learning.html' title='Learning'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-6193096092308230640</id><published>2008-09-18T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T02:40:46.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I still have no idea how to solve my problems by myself. I keep asking for people's advices and i'm getting sick of my lazy mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-6193096092308230640?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/6193096092308230640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=6193096092308230640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/6193096092308230640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/6193096092308230640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-still-have-no-idea-how-to-solve-my.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-7456728277653810743</id><published>2008-09-13T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T03:52:08.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>list</title><content type='html'>I just want a little of your time.&lt;br /&gt;Don't compare me to your ex's;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; if you're trying to change my look just to make it close to your ex's, i'm better on my own&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Respect my authority.&lt;br /&gt;Please, grow up. Don't just copy adults' bad habbits. learn to follow the way they think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-7456728277653810743?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7456728277653810743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=7456728277653810743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7456728277653810743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7456728277653810743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/09/list.html' title='list'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-5867843787702562999</id><published>2008-09-13T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T01:43:54.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I admit i'm so in love right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-5867843787702562999?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/5867843787702562999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=5867843787702562999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5867843787702562999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5867843787702562999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-admit-im-so-in-love-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-733663197011175707</id><published>2008-09-07T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T01:26:53.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>South Park</title><content type='html'>I've been watching this film along these 2 days. I borrowed th dvds from my friend, Asita, who really loves southpark. She really does. She even remembers every conversations in 4 seasons. For you guys who don't know about my south park, well, I'll tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;South Park&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is a two-time &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emmy_Award" title="Emmy Award"&gt;Emmy Award&lt;/a&gt;-winning, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Animation" title="Animation"&gt;animated&lt;/a&gt; American television comedy series created and written by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trey_Parker" title="Trey Parker"&gt;Trey Parker&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Matt_Stone" title="Matt Stone"&gt;Matt Stone&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Comedy_Central" title="Comedy Central"&gt;Comedy Central&lt;/a&gt;. The series has been distributed and aired by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Comedy_Central" title="Comedy Central"&gt;Comedy Central&lt;/a&gt; since 1997. The show is well-known for its &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Popular_culture" title="Popular culture"&gt;pop-culture&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parody" title="Parody"&gt;parody&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toilet_humour" title="Toilet humour"&gt;scatological humor&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Satire" title="Satire"&gt;satirical&lt;/a&gt; handling of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Current_events" title="Current events"&gt;current events&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Since its debut on August 13, 1997, the show has aired &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_South_Park_episodes" title="List of South Park episodes"&gt;174 episodes&lt;/a&gt; over 12 seasons. The twelfth season began airing on March 12, 2008, and the second half of season 12 will premiere on October 8, 2008.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-FAQ20080819_0-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/South_Park#cite_note-FAQ20080819-0" title=""&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; The show is contracted to produce new episodes through a fifteenth season, until late 2011.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-autogenerated1_1-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/South_Park#cite_note-autogenerated1-1" title=""&gt;[2]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; In 1999, &lt;i&gt;South Park&lt;/i&gt; was made into a feature-length film titled &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/South_Park:_Bigger,_Longer_%26_Uncut" title="South Park: Bigger, Longer &amp;amp; Uncut"&gt;South Park: Bigger, Longer &amp;amp; Uncut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. (copied from wikipedia).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I thinks it's the funniest cartoon ever. Rude. Not recommended for underage kids. Here's the one you might remember about it: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Screw you guys, I'm going home&lt;/span&gt;" -Eric Cartman&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img395.imageshack.us/img395/7954/southpark74199755405soujc5.gif" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yea screw you guys. I'm going to have some sleep. I haven't slept for 15 hours. that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-733663197011175707?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/733663197011175707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=733663197011175707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/733663197011175707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/733663197011175707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/09/south-park.html' title='South Park'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-566468061050026074</id><published>2008-09-07T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T01:00:23.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lovely Girl</title><content type='html'>I'm not going to write about myself here right now. I wanna tell you guys about someone, a girl, who actually turns to a woman now. I don't really know her. Neither does she. I met her in Myspace. yeah, sounds lame. but believe me, she's a total cool. the first thing i notice about her is her sense of music. She likes between the buried and me --&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which is cool&lt;/span&gt; because I rarely heard girls who like something metal like that at the time. She's 3 years older than me. She's smart. and thing that makes me really, really appreciate her is she's going international. You know, the real outgoing people who act nice, atractive, yeah, whatever. She's good at photography, too.&lt;br /&gt;She's living in her own world. She doesn't care what other people say. She lives happily with her friends, and her boyfriend. I know nothing about her life, but what i see is she has nice friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't seen her for a long time. and I've just opened her page few minutes ago. She's now mature. She no longer listens to metal things and she says she's ready to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grow up&lt;/span&gt;. Grow up? Guys, I guess I'll write about maturity and grow up thingy later. This stuff just makes me confuse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-566468061050026074?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/566468061050026074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=566468061050026074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/566468061050026074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/566468061050026074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/09/grey.html' title='A Lovely Girl'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-5191860113261772373</id><published>2008-09-06T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T07:43:45.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>break</title><content type='html'>A little quiz (sent by Rengga). If you mark more than 10 or more, you're an active person. If you only mark 0-10, you're a lazy and poorly defenseless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What things you're into?:&lt;br /&gt;[x]shopping&lt;br /&gt;[x]watching movies&lt;br /&gt;[]taking a bath&lt;br /&gt;[]have some sleep&lt;br /&gt;[x]eating&lt;br /&gt;[]cooking&lt;br /&gt;[x]singing&lt;br /&gt;[]designing&lt;br /&gt;[x]painting&lt;br /&gt;[x]playing instruments&lt;br /&gt;[x]listening to music&lt;br /&gt;[]travelling&lt;br /&gt;[x]photography&lt;br /&gt;[x]reading&lt;br /&gt;[x]writting&lt;br /&gt;[]farming&lt;br /&gt;[]fishing&lt;br /&gt;[]studying&lt;br /&gt;[x]sports&lt;br /&gt;[]mechanical&lt;br /&gt;[]gardening&lt;br /&gt;[]math&lt;br /&gt;[x]gadgets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 12. dengan ngisi kayak ginian gw jadi nyadar kalo minat gue ternyata banyak juga di beberapa hal. dan hampir seluruh minat gue udah gue jalanin dulu. tapi sayangnya, setangah-setengah. I was a swimmer. 1 of good wimmers di sekolah gue. aktif tenis juga sampe-sampe badan gue udah kyk (giginya) ade ray versi cewek. sampe sekarang, walaupun udah ga pernah aktif lagi, hasilnya masih berasa. I feel so good and healthy. Dulu gue juga pernah ikut...arimatika. sekali lagi, aritmatika. dan hasilnya juga berasa. gue bisa ngitung cepet. tapi karena gue gak pernah ngembangin kegiatan hitung menghitung itu, sekarang yg gue sangat cepat hitung cuma 1+1=2.  dulu gue suka nulis juga, dan ikut elektro. tapi sayangnya, gara-gara kuku gue hampir kena solder waktu itu, gue trauma. cemen bgt ya? I really really love music and stuff. gue pernah aktif di dunia permusikan (caelah gaya udah kayak titi DJ padahal muka udah kayak piringan DJ), joined a vocal group and had a piano course for 6 years! mau mati gak sih lo 6 tahun kayak gitu. but i enjoyed it. kenapa berhenti? kenapa stop? kenapa vakum? kenapa cleaner? nah loh. karena, nyokap gue nyuruh gue banyak-banyakin les bimbel. tp pada akhirnya, gue malah les ngelukis dengan guru pembimbing yang sangar nya maaakk. bisa ditusuk pake kuas ukuran 12 dah gue. but really, kuis2 kyk gini bikin kita nyadar kalo talent kita sebenernya banyak dan hobi kita bervariasi. so, why so serious man? kalo lagi bete jangan diem aja. ikuti kata hati mu, asal kata katimu tidak menyarankan untuk menyiram air raksa ke muka pacarmu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;salmon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-5191860113261772373?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/5191860113261772373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=5191860113261772373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5191860113261772373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5191860113261772373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/09/break.html' title='break'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-4766811662857983689</id><published>2008-09-05T01:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T19:51:22.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me</title><content type='html'>Today, I'm birthday-ing! :D :D thanks for you guys who keep spreading love to me. I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom gave me an iPod, new zebra-printed carpet, and mochis :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Vito gave me a lion dutch-wife. hihihi cute aye?&lt;br /&gt;my cousin gave me a bag, which i've dreamt about. hohoho. my maid also gave me a present. a little present that makes me laugh so hard. ragnarok voucher. oke. mba, mba pengertian banget sampe tau yang dian suka. tapi beliin 3 biji? wowowowow more than surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaand, it's adit's birthday too! few minutes after Vito left my house, adit came with some of his good friends (and mine, of course). we celebrated our little birthday party together. we played capsa, ate more food we could eat, and at 9pm we walked around neighborhood and act as 'pemburu hantu'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niceeeee..(click to full view)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://img220.imageshack.us/img220/1184/dsc0203pd4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img84.imageshack.us/img84/7247/dsc0203de8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img374.imageshack.us/img374/238/dsc0204ap1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img374.imageshack.us/img374/2104/dsc0204nl6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/2079/dsc0205xf5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img171.imageshack.us/img171/4463/dsc0205bp0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img377.imageshack.us/img377/7710/dsc0206fj7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/1972/dsc0206aj0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img134.imageshack.us/img134/6836/dsc0197br8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the birthday kids &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS: thank you for your little surprise, my grizzly bear. I do i do love you *hugs kisses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-4766811662857983689?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4766811662857983689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=4766811662857983689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4766811662857983689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4766811662857983689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-im-birthday-ing-d-d-thanks-for.html' title='Happy Birthday to me'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-4766744670174969887</id><published>2008-09-01T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T06:24:03.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thought</title><content type='html'>There are things that better left unsaid. because, reality hurts sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-4766744670174969887?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4766744670174969887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=4766744670174969887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4766744670174969887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4766744670174969887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/09/thought.html' title='thought'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-5826933341522875005</id><published>2008-08-25T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T04:33:20.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tears stream down on your face, when you lose something you cannot replace.&lt;br /&gt;tears stream down on your face and i'll try to fix you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears stream down on your face, i promise you i'll lears from my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;tears stream down on your face and i'll try to fix you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-5826933341522875005?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/5826933341522875005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=5826933341522875005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5826933341522875005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5826933341522875005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/08/tears-stream-down-on-your-face-when-you.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-2725806045969485892</id><published>2008-08-17T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T01:59:21.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:10;"&gt;Sex Machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;:D :D :D more and more blings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-2725806045969485892?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/2725806045969485892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=2725806045969485892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2725806045969485892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2725806045969485892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/08/sex-machine-d-d-d-more-and-more-blings.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-7130650902201650716</id><published>2008-08-08T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T00:02:56.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orang-orang yang di pihak saya:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Di, kok dia jahat sih"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orang-orang yang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;tidak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; di pihak saya:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Di, sumpah ya&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lo&lt;/span&gt; jahat banget"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tentu, semua orang punya opini yang beda-beda. tergantung dari mana dia mendengar beritanya. Yah, walaupun ada dari beberapa 'orang-orang-yang-tidak-di-pihak-saya' (yah tau kan maksudnya orang-orang yang tidak di pihak saya tuh, ya tentu saja orang yang ada di pihak lain yang berlawanan sama saya xD), pro ke saya juga, walaupun tidak terang-terangan mengatakan kepada dia bahwa dia SANGAT salah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let's make things brighter&lt;/span&gt;. seandainya, anda ada di posisi saya sekarang, apakah anda tidak akan melakukan ini?&lt;br /&gt;ya maksud saya, saya ini tipe-tipe orang yang kalau udah sebel sama orang pasti akan sebel banget. mungkin berbeda dengan anda yang terlalu baik. tapi, tolong, sekalipun anda orang yang terlalu baik, anda akan merasa sedih luar biasa dan.. tertekan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coba kita review lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orang-orang yang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;tidak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; di pihak saya:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Di, sumpah ya&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lo&lt;/span&gt; jahat banget"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke. ada juga yang mengatakan "Di jangan gitu lah, kasian dia tau". &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kasihan&lt;/span&gt;. hello.. apa anda tidak melihat bagaimana saya selama ini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang saya lakukan sekarang bukan balas dendam. tapi ini adalah terjadi dengan sendirinya. kenapa bisa terjadi? karena saya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;capek&lt;/span&gt;. saya sudah capek menjalani sesuatu yang tidak menghasilkan apa-apa. sekarang mungkin saya hanya perlu menjalani. biarkan waktu yang menunjukan jalan.&lt;br /&gt;yang penting kan, saya sudah berusaha menjelaskan: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalau anda jadi saya, anda juga akan melakukan yang saya lakukan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;saya tidak berusaha memojokan dia disini. saya tau, saya juga salah. tapi, saya mencoba istrospeksi dan saya rasa, itu berjalan dengan baik.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-7130650902201650716?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7130650902201650716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=7130650902201650716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7130650902201650716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7130650902201650716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/08/orang-orang-yang-di-pihak-saya-di-kok.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-6941971701521372447</id><published>2008-08-03T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T01:00:22.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Keramaian..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Dimana setiap orang menjalankan rutinitas nya masing-masing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Kita menjalankan peran sebagai seorang individu yang melengkapi keramaian itu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;sama seperti yang lain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;orang-orang yang kita lihat hanya wujud luar nya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Kita tidak akan tahu apa yang tengah mereka alami..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sifat manusia --menilai seseorang dari sampulnya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Dengan gampang menilai seseorang pecundang atau biadab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Hanya dengan melihat yang tampak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sedangkan kita sendiri berdiri di tengah keramaian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Membawa masalah dalam diri kita..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;tanpa ada orang lain yang mengetahui apa yang kita rasakan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Keramaian, tempat kamu berdiri..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Mungkin jadi tempat satu-satunya ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;dimana kamu harus bersikap lebih dewasa dan mandiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img84.imageshack.us/img84/9627/dsc0160tk9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-6941971701521372447?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/6941971701521372447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=6941971701521372447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/6941971701521372447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/6941971701521372447'/><link 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Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-5776140517232527581</id><published>2008-08-02T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T05:55:38.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sky Avenue</title><content type='html'>Labschool Kebayoran presents Sky Avenue, a high school festival! :D :D oh i surely went there and had sooooo much fun. (click to full view!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img135.imageshack.us/img135/9790/dsc0174ae8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img104.imageshack.us/img104/3572/dsc0176nx8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img519.imageshack.us/img519/7390/dsc0176qt7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img362.imageshack.us/img362/1221/dsc0161tj1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img362.imageshack.us/img362/1029/dsc0161or3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img364.imageshack.us/img364/9083/dsc0164wb0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img529.imageshack.us/img529/1628/dsc0164ue0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img511.imageshack.us/img511/8938/dsc0153qi0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img392.imageshack.us/img392/6586/dsc0153er6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img149.imageshack.us/img149/5291/dsc0155ke4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img365.imageshack.us/img365/9351/dsc0155kl1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img365.imageshack.us/img365/7018/dsc0157mf5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&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/8934639813375107683-5776140517232527581?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/5776140517232527581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=5776140517232527581' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5776140517232527581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5776140517232527581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/08/sky-avenue.html' title='Sky Avenue'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-3084571138345295663</id><published>2008-08-01T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T07:06:03.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i used to be understanding enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why don't you try to be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-3084571138345295663?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/3084571138345295663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=3084571138345295663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3084571138345295663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3084571138345295663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-used-to-be-understanding-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-8348012166780403958</id><published>2008-08-01T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T06:40:36.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>did i tell you that i waited for nothing these 4 days? haha</title><content type='html'>I shud've known it he wont fulfill it. so why did i wait? *yawn*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-8348012166780403958?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/8348012166780403958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=8348012166780403958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/8348012166780403958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/8348012166780403958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/08/did-i-tell-you-that-i-waited-for.html' title='did i tell you that i waited for nothing these 4 days? haha'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-5402197231914956934</id><published>2008-07-31T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T06:53:37.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he's been so busy at school. He doesn't have much time for me. I gotta be patient. I know he needs time to be with his friends, I know. I miss him, I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;but he promised to spend this saturday with me. how i wish he'll fulfill it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-5402197231914956934?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/5402197231914956934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=5402197231914956934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5402197231914956934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5402197231914956934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/hes-been-so-busy-at-school.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-4706674385927787230</id><published>2008-07-30T03:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T03:31:58.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It hurts you know knowing that several guys that you call 'friends' only talk with you only when they need help. it also hurts when someone says he/she is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;missing&lt;/span&gt; you but he/she doesn't show any kindness after you meet him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-4706674385927787230?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4706674385927787230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=4706674385927787230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4706674385927787230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4706674385927787230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-hurts-you-know-knowing-that-several.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-1525276815952072044</id><published>2008-07-29T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T18:23:41.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REST IN PEACE: SPHINX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Today, when i was playing on my computer, and having my WoE time (neutral's already been 6 periods to Golden Emperium y'all!), my maid, came to me and looked like want to tell something. i noticed that something bad just happened. so I asked her, "what's wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;She sadly looked at me, and said, "sphinx mati dibanting anjing tetangga"&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked. I logged out from RO and ran downstairs. and I saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;sphinx with his eyes closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;. y'know, when you're in love with something and you loose it, how would you feel? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's been 3 months since sphinx moved to my house&lt;/span&gt;. and now, he's no longer here. I know. I'm just too sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Segala sesuatu yang kamu punya pasti akan hilang suatu saat. Kalau kamu berani menyayangi, kamu harus berani kehilangan"&lt;/span&gt;--mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-1525276815952072044?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1525276815952072044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=1525276815952072044' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1525276815952072044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1525276815952072044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/rest-in-peace-sphinx-today-when-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-7605151091623499865</id><published>2008-07-27T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T06:16:02.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish i could stop the time so we could stay just like this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-7605151091623499865?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7605151091623499865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=7605151091623499865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7605151091623499865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7605151091623499865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-wish-i-could-stop-time-so-we-could.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-9168242367542241863</id><published>2008-07-26T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T03:16:16.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Life consist is not in holding good cards, but playing those you hold well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img176.imageshack.us/img176/8074/answerzl6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;old stock.&lt;br /&gt;talent: Via&lt;br /&gt;location: Pondok Indah Hospital park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/8934639813375107683-9168242367542241863?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/9168242367542241863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=9168242367542241863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/9168242367542241863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/9168242367542241863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-consist-is-not-in-holding-good.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-6957243107497899744</id><published>2008-07-26T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:47:13.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>home alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;when you're all alone at home and definitely got nothing to do, plus the other thing that makes your day even worse: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arguing with your lover&lt;/span&gt;, who can understands you better than your pet, anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img401.imageshack.us/img401/9787/dsc0128zh6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img401.imageshack.us/img401/5788/dsc0136th5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img503.imageshack.us/img503/1665/dsc0134kd1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/8934639813375107683-6957243107497899744?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/6957243107497899744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=6957243107497899744' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/6957243107497899744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/6957243107497899744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/who-can-understands-you-better-than.html' title='home alone'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-8254870999761478451</id><published>2008-07-25T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T21:16:32.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img508.imageshack.us/img508/6616/dsc1396om3.jpg" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;feels as if i'm sensing you through a lens&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/8934639813375107683-8254870999761478451?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/8254870999761478451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=8254870999761478451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/8254870999761478451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/8254870999761478451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/feels-as-if-im-sensing-you-through-lens.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-2416374821805904366</id><published>2008-07-24T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T06:20:08.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you always ask me to do things you want. why don't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; do that for me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-2416374821805904366?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/2416374821805904366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=2416374821805904366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2416374821805904366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2416374821805904366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-always-ask-me-to-do-things-you-want.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-679867450029804802</id><published>2008-07-23T04:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:48:45.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>silence scream part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;you know why cant I be nice to you again? because I'm tired. I kept giving you all the best I had. I tried to be the best for you. I'm not asking for rewards, but I'm telling you, everybody has their limit of patience.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;and it's reaching the maximum line for me right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;saya sudah malas berbaik-baik sama anda. saya ingin merasakan ada di posisi anda. dimana ketika saya mencoba memberi pelajaran kepada anda dengan marah, anda malahan mengikuti apa yang saya lakukan. saya juga ingin merasakan bagaimana rasanya tidak peduli terhadap seseorang yang mengatakan bahwa ia sangat sangat menyayangi anda. sepertinya, selama ini saya terlalu lunak kepada anda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mungkin saya akan sangat sangat merasa kehilangan anda, tapi saya rasa saya sudah siap untuk itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;because losing things is a part of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-679867450029804802?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/679867450029804802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=679867450029804802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/679867450029804802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/679867450029804802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/silence-scream-part-ii.html' title='silence scream part II'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-8510986010283581085</id><published>2008-07-23T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:51:13.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>silence scream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;" I don't feel alright&lt;br /&gt;Because you make promises that you break&lt;br /&gt;Into your house&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we share&lt;br /&gt;Our solitude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is pure anymore, but solitude"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img75.imageshack.us/img75/7996/swa0271lup4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'd like to ask Jonas Bjerre, is solitude even pure? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHY SHOULD I BELIEVE IN YOU!! WHEN YOU KEPT PROMISING AND CHEERING ME WITH YOUR LIES!! I SHOUD'VE KNOWN IT BEFORE YOU PROMISED..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;YOU KNOW, I DON'T KNOW HOW MANY LONGER I COULD STAY BUT I'M SO SICK OF YOUR LIES AND YOUR FAMOUS FAKE SWEARS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;"if only i didn't care about you, I should've cheated on you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;HOW COME YOU COULD SAY THAT?? it's me who actually got to say. IF I DON'T LOVE YOU, I MAY HAVE LEFT YOU SINCE THE FIRST TIME WE ARGUED!! YOU'RE SO SELFISH. you said you'd change and you'll need me to help you. BUT WILL IT WORK IF ONLY ME WHO ALWAYS TRY TO BE PATIENT??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;FUCK EVERYTHING YOU SAID.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i stay or should i go? God, help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-8510986010283581085?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/8510986010283581085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=8510986010283581085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/8510986010283581085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/8510986010283581085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/silence-scream.html' title='silence scream'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-2932545769587211295</id><published>2008-07-21T03:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T05:09:39.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wishlist</title><content type='html'>I'm too excited to care about months. 2 months to go, 5th of September. maybe I should start to being frugal --definitely. I'm looking forward for more and more surprises in the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=513&amp;amp;i=d100is2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/HP_Owner/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/vintage%20air%20crew/mew-and-the-glass-handed-kites.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://img88.imageshack.us/img88/2381/mewandtheglasshandedkitlq4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img150.imageshack.us/img150/7544/0704325whiteliliessc9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooooooohhh I really want that CD, and and white lily for birthday is always great! I've also been dreaming about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Winnie the Pooh bracelet&lt;/span&gt; (mom promised to buy it for me), &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;new art supplies&lt;/span&gt;. not to mention a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; lens hood&lt;/span&gt;. last but not least, I'd like to&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; spend my day with Vito&lt;/span&gt;. OH, I CAN'T WAIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-2932545769587211295?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/2932545769587211295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=2932545769587211295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2932545769587211295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2932545769587211295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/wishlist.html' title='wishlist'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-2196833864039819598</id><published>2008-07-20T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T06:04:23.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>harin : "pokoknya abis dia jomblo gue harus langsung tancap gas!"&lt;br /&gt;me : "..."&lt;br /&gt;harin : "masuk gigi satu, injek pedal, terus ngebut!"&lt;br /&gt;me : "taunya rem tangan nya belom di angkat"&lt;br /&gt;harin : "GOBLOK"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-2196833864039819598?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/2196833864039819598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=2196833864039819598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2196833864039819598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2196833864039819598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/harin-pokoknya-abis-dia-jomblo-gue.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-1966898642773153059</id><published>2008-07-20T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T04:12:04.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>but ironically you'll always be belle of the ball at least to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-1966898642773153059?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1966898642773153059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=1966898642773153059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1966898642773153059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1966898642773153059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/but-ironically-youll-always-be-belle-of.html' title='but ironically you&apos;ll always be belle of the ball at least to me'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-587698225465464777</id><published>2008-07-20T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T04:07:33.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>melodramatic</title><content type='html'>what's up with the title? I don't know. mata gue terus-terusan ngeluarin air mata. but, I didn't feel sad, or angry at all. I had problems, yes, but I didn't think much about it. seriously, my tears didn't stop flowing selama 2 hari, so I went to see the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;"Kamu kebanyakan di depan komputer", he said, "tapi saya rasa kamu juga harus menemui psikolog"&lt;br /&gt;"Ha?"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Psikolog&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;gue diem. wait, wait. gue gak salah masuk kan? gue ngunjungin dokter umum. kenapa dia bisa menyarankan gue ke psikolog? emang dia tau kalo gue lg ada mental break-down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i realized, I guess, he's right. maybe I'm not so depressed that I cried. and maybe too much playing in the computer results eye sore (just like the doctor and anna said). but i felt better as the tears flowed. gue merasa lega.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I still have no idea what causes all of this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-587698225465464777?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/587698225465464777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=587698225465464777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/587698225465464777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/587698225465464777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/melodramatic.html' title='melodramatic'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-4589314130168183804</id><published>2008-07-19T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T20:42:14.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everybody has different idea about outgoing categories</title><content type='html'>the real outgoing, and the wanna-be outgoing. don't you ever judge peps by their appereance. who knows that she/he is better than you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-4589314130168183804?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4589314130168183804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=4589314130168183804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4589314130168183804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4589314130168183804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/everybody-has-different-idea-about.html' title='everybody has different idea about outgoing categories'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-8629267307150783618</id><published>2008-07-19T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T20:27:44.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what happened in PIM</title><content type='html'>This saturday night, vito asked me to hang out (in our 2nd home, baca: PIM). so, we met up at 4 pm. abis nemenin vito makan, dan gatau mau ngapain, we decided to watch tri mas getir. the movie started at 5:15 pm. sambil nunggu, kita jalan muterin PIM. disinilah kecacatan terjadi..&lt;br /&gt;Me : to, mak erot kan udah meninggal&lt;br /&gt;Vito : iya dalam usia 130 taun kan.&lt;br /&gt;Me : ho oh, kasian ya padahal dia kan sangat berjasa&lt;br /&gt;Vito : yaampun. menurut para ahli, ______ tuh ga bisa dipanjangin. emang gimana caranya coba? masa di sangkutin ke jangkar, terus tar pas jangkarnya di jatohin ke laut, orangnya ada juga ketarik, gak bakalan 'memanjang'.&lt;br /&gt;Me : WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.. tssstt..tssttt.. parah parah.&lt;br /&gt;kalo bukan di pim, gue pasti udah guling-guling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:12 we walked into 21. keanehan kembali terjadi.&lt;br /&gt;"Kalo jalan dagunya jangan di angkat, jadi kayak orang angkuh tau" kata gue pas ngeliat vito jalan dengan songong.&lt;br /&gt;"Iya, ya?"&lt;br /&gt;"Iya. dulu aku juga jalannya kayak gitu, terus sama siapa gitu, kepala aku di toyor (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gue berusaha nginget-nginget tapi lupa siapa&lt;/span&gt;). sama fira kali ya, lupa"&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba di depan gue ada cewe jalan pake tas yg sama kyk tasnya fira.&lt;br /&gt;"Panjang umur banget baru ngomongin fira, tiba-tiba ada orang yg pake tasnya fira", gue ketawa.&lt;br /&gt;"Sekalian aja ada firanya", sahut vito. dan tepat setelah dia ngomong gitu, ada suara yang sangat gue kenal manggil gue dari food corner. pas gue nengok, OH MAI GAT, ADA FIRA. huahaha ajaib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:17 kita nonton. di film itu, ada 1 keanehan lagi.&lt;br /&gt;ada adegan dimana wc umum yang terbuat dari bambu ditarik pintunya pake tali yang disangkutin ke motor. terus pintu dan semua dinding WC nya ketarik terus rontok gitu, tinggal jamban nya doang yg kesisa sama indra birowo yang lagi berak. pikiran gue langsung menerawang ke percakapan gue sama vito yg nge bahas tentang "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mak erot dan jangkar&lt;/span&gt;". gue ngakak sampe jungkir balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya hari yg melelahkan berakhir di sudut burger king.&lt;br /&gt;we shared a lot. and it makes me happier :)&lt;br /&gt;thanks, dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-8629267307150783618?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/8629267307150783618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=8629267307150783618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/8629267307150783618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/8629267307150783618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-happened-in-pim.html' title='what happened in PIM'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-7286393549000233569</id><published>2008-07-18T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T03:11:12.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first day at new social class</title><content type='html'>woaaaaah gue kembali bersekolah! kelas gue sekarang ini IPS 2. sekelas lagi sama fira (temen dari TK). dan lagi-lagi kelas kita di shuffle dan kebagian di... X 2! agh my old class -_-&lt;br /&gt;kesan pertama gue tentang temen-temen baru gue: fun.&lt;br /&gt;ada yang namanya azizul dan dia sangat-sangat gila. gue ngakak sambil koprol pas denger lelucon2 dia. contoh, pas lagi perkenalan sama guru seni musik.&lt;br /&gt;guru : Reza Farabi, ayo maju.&lt;br /&gt;Abi : ya pak. nama saya.. (bla bla bla).&lt;br /&gt;guru : ayo, lagi. sebut hobby kamu.&lt;br /&gt;Abi : Hobby saya.. (mikir)&lt;br /&gt;Azizul : pake celana ketat!&lt;br /&gt;kelas gue meledak. semuanya ketawa kenceng bgt. dan besoknya, Abi pake celana longgar. huahahaha mudah-mudahan aja kelas gue bakal tetep seseru ini supaya gue bisa makin semangat sekolah dan belajar :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-7286393549000233569?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7286393549000233569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=7286393549000233569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7286393549000233569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/7286393549000233569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-day-at-new-social-class.html' title='first day at new social class'/><author><name>A. 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Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-5965534272614413018</id><published>2008-07-13T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T06:35:54.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>great dvds</title><content type='html'>I've been watching epic dvds along these 3 days. here are some of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img401.imageshack.us/img401/4993/weweresoldiersmelgibsonmz8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img410.imageshack.us/img410/2930/1184254259killbill21024uy9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/1125/17911633406pxawalktoremhv5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/7880/sweetnovemberbq5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/9404/piratesofthecaribbean3wfr7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img329.imageshack.us/img329/2945/twentysevendresseswl8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img299.imageshack.us/img299/3134/diehard41yw0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img181.imageshack.us/img181/1374/105354cn4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh well, I'm looking for soundtracks on every movies i've watched. but my limewire sucks -_-&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/8934639813375107683-5965534272614413018?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/5965534272614413018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=5965534272614413018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5965534272614413018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5965534272614413018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/great-dvds.html' title='great dvds'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-4516613124035888743</id><published>2008-07-13T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T01:49:44.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I kept on trusting you, and it's better for me now to not hear anything from you because every words that came out from your mouth was a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lie&lt;/span&gt;. because you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I dont believe in you anymore.&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/8934639813375107683-4516613124035888743?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4516613124035888743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=4516613124035888743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4516613124035888743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/4516613124035888743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/y-eah-just-keep-talking.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-8175283868554147750</id><published>2008-07-13T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:51:25.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Myth of Greek</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hi, everyone. I've passed 10th grade, so next monday I'll be a 11th grade student. *yaaaay*. ehm, well. I got into.. social class which means I'll study ONLY social subjects. I'm so excited! because i LOVE history, myths, and law. especially myths--myth of greek, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue sangat suka sama cerita Medusa dan Pandora. I've been falling in love with them since I watched a film about greek 5 years ago with my dad. If you wanna know the story, read &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Medusa"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. you'll only read about medusa there so i'll tell about Pandora here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu, Zeus dan Hera merasa dunia terlalu sempurna. kehidupan dewa-dewa, hero, dan manusia seakan-akan berjalan mulus. Zeus berfikir, sesuatu yang terlalu indah tidak akan mendatangkan perubahan dalam hidup. maka Zeus menciptakan manusia bernama Pandora. Pandora dianugerahi dewa-dewi Olympus dengan kecantikan Athena, kemampuan hidup di dalam air oleh Poseidon, kebijakan oleh Aphrodite, dan lain lain. Kemduain, Zeus memerintahkan Pandora untuk turun dari bukit Olympus dan menjalani kehidupan seperti manusia biasa. tapi sebelum Pandora pergi, Zeus memberikan sebuah kotak kepada Pandora. Ia berpesan, "Jangan pernah buka kotak ini". Pandora pun berjanji tidak akan membuka kotak itu, lalu meninggalkan Olympus.&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/%3C/span" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img154.imageshack.us/img154/7509/pandorabyrossettibl1.jpg" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas itu, Pandora menikah dengan seorang manusia. Awalnya, kehidupan mereka berjalan seperti biasa. Namun, Pandora makin lama makin penasaran. bertahun-tahun lamanya ia menimang kotak Zeus tanpa mengetahui isinya. Pandora kemudian memaksa suaminya untuk mebuka kotak itu. Karena diperintahkan oleh istrinya, sang suami pun menurut. tapi ketika di buka, bukan uang dan perhiasan serta kebahagiaan lain yang keluar, tetapi justru rasa dendam, sedih, amarah, dan iri. Segala masalah berhamburan keluar dair kotak, terbang dengan bebas keluar rumah mereka dan menyebar ke seluruh penjuru dunia. Pandora menangis dengan suaminya penuh rasa menyesal. Ia melihat lagi ke dalam kotak. masih ada satu hal yang tertinggal dalam kotak itu yaitu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt; (harapan). dengan itu, Zeus bermaksud agar dunia berjalan dengan perubahan yang didorong oleh harapan manusia akan kehidupan yang lebih baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great story, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://img410.imageshack.us/img410/1408/200pxmedusabycarvaggiojh5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;errr.. this is medusa. I used to like her because she has snakes on her head. and lately I found another truth that she's not only got her hair cursed. but she also could stoned men. wow. coba gue bisa gitu ya. kalo cowo gue selingkuh tinggal gue jadiin batu. ih pasti asik~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue juga suka myths dari mesir. saking cintanya, gue ngasih nama kelinci gue sphinx. sphinx itu patung raksasa singa berkepala manusia yang di pajang di depan pyramid sebagai symbol kekuasaan Firaun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/HP_Owner/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/vintage%20air%20crew/riddle-of-the-sphinx-screen2-bf.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/HP_Owner/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/vintage%20air%20crew/riddle-of-the-sphinx-screen2-bf.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://img244.imageshack.us/img244/1792/riddleofthesphinxscreenrz1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;This is the real sphinx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img175.imageshack.us/img175/7717/dsc0754mb7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img175.imageshack.us/img175/7717/dsc0754mb7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, this is my little friend, Sphinx (a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rabbit&lt;/span&gt;, and definitely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;  a symbol of firaun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;so what's your story? ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8934639813375107683-8175283868554147750?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/8175283868554147750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=8175283868554147750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/8175283868554147750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/8175283868554147750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/myth-of-greek.html' title='Myth of Greek'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-3167286651909378847</id><published>2008-07-11T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T00:33:50.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="georgia" size="8"&gt;S&lt;/font&gt;ome people that make me feel unique and special:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dea&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we just have a lot of things in common. Well, she's a good friend :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adit&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we're born on the same date, month, and year. 1992, 5th september. We've been friends since 3th grade. I often come to his house. sometimes I meet kak Dea (our senior and also adit's neighbor) at adit's. I don't know what makes him so important to be written here. but, his brothers, his family, they're like a 2nd family for me. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anggie&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes, good things started from difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dhan&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I met this guy in online games. Dhan, who currently is in the same guild as me, has teached me many good things. he knows how to live a life, wisely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Icha&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my partner in crime. she gets my back everytime I need her. we love to laugh :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ari &lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I call him 'bizil' which means 'godzila's balls'. he's rude but funny. I can't stop laughing at his stupid jokes. a very good help when you're in melodramatic situation. he's good at playing guitar, too. well, we used to play in the same band. errr, I was their documenter anyway. I didn't take much part. he helped me to made and record a song for my boyfriend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fira &lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TK, SD, SMP, SMA sesekolah terus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thatpreciousguy&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we like to listen to metaaaaaaalll!!!!, we like to watch movies, we work in the same guild, we got married in thatcrazygame. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&gt;&gt;NeutraL&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my 2nd family. motto persahabatan neutral : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"problems happen to be shared, but only if we couldn't help each other with advices, at least you'd feel better"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-3167286651909378847?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/3167286651909378847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=3167286651909378847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3167286651909378847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3167286651909378847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/some-people-that-make-me-feel-unique.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-3966735361630410777</id><published>2008-07-11T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T00:13:44.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day four (last day)</title><content type='html'>Gue kembali ke Jakarta. that's a good thing. sampe di jakarta, gue langsung meluk troli buat bawa barang. bodo amet diliatin orang-orang. ini efek dari penyakit homesick 'gue-cinte-jakarte'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="6" color="black"&gt;I &amp;hearts; J-A-K-A-R-T-A&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-3966735361630410777?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/3966735361630410777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=3966735361630410777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3966735361630410777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3966735361630410777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-four-last-day.html' title='day four (last day)'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-3237040966358224187</id><published>2008-07-11T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T00:07:38.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day three</title><content type='html'>So today, I got my WoE schedule at 8 pm. The only problem was: I was totally lost. I don’t know nothing about jogja rutes. Then I remembered, one of my guild member lives here. His name is Raka. I send him a message to see if we could meet up and woe together. He said he would and he’d see me at rumah mirota  I asked my uncle if I could go to rumah mirota (warnet).&lt;br /&gt;“Om harus ketemu temenmu dulu itu baru bisa percaya” he said. Okay. So, we went to rumah mirota, a little late, at 6 pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di warnet itu, tenryata juga ada David, yang ternyata seguild sama gue juga. Terus pas lagi WoE, Pawpaw –yang gue juga baru tau kalo dia orang jogja, bilang mau nyusul ke rumah mirota. Gue ketemu juga sama pawpaw. Setelah woe selesai, raka, paw, david, and me, decided to have dinner. tapi akhirnya kita makan bareng keluarga gue di cak poting. oh well, that’s the only thing that makes me happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://img137.imageshack.us/img137/5691/dsc0070hf5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img137.imageshack.us/img137/5691/dsc0070hf5.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/5489/dsc0073op0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/5489/dsc0073op0.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-3237040966358224187?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/3237040966358224187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=3237040966358224187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3237040966358224187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3237040966358224187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-three.html' title='day three'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-8599513741368001805</id><published>2008-07-10T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T05:36:24.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day two</title><content type='html'>Me and Mas Rengga went to borobudur temple to do some photo hunting. well. exciting. but borobudur temple was friggin HOT. unfortunately, I forgot to bring my sunblock and sunglasses. oh. that would be 'living hell' for me. and, we also visited tamansari in keraton. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/2315/dsc0019zz1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/2315/dsc0019zz1.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img230.imageshack.us/img230/8452/dsc0063za9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img230.imageshack.us/img230/8452/dsc0063za9.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img329.imageshack.us/img329/7779/dsc0051pw4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img329.imageshack.us/img329/7779/dsc0051pw4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img517.imageshack.us/img517/9201/dsc0094dh8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img517.imageshack.us/img517/9201/dsc0094dh8.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas Rengga had to go back to Sydney so i had to say bye-bye :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="6"&gt;"Do not ever bring your love problem to your holiday, it just will not fit" -Rengga&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-8599513741368001805?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/8599513741368001805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=8599513741368001805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/8599513741368001805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/8599513741368001805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-two.html' title='day two'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-6216369394258806828</id><published>2008-07-10T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T05:09:33.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day one</title><content type='html'>I can't believe this. we argued again that night.&lt;br /&gt;we argued more often these days. and I can't take his selfishness anymore. I cried myself out, alone. I wish Mas Rengga would come and calm me down. He's my cuz. He knows how to support us. I really needed him.&lt;br /&gt; suddenly, someone knocked on my door. I looked at my watch. 12.31 am. he got guts visiting me in the middle of night. when I opened the door, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that guy&lt;/span&gt; smile to me.&lt;br /&gt;"Gue lagi liburan nih dek. gue denger lo lagi di Jogja terus nginep disini, jadi gue samperin deh. lo sendirian kan?" &lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD. IT'S MAS RENGGA! &lt;br /&gt;instead of answering his question, i hugged him and cried even louder, "Gue gak kuat kayak gini mas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can't just let yourself alone like this, de. crying while your drunken boyfriend having a wild night and banging another chicks..", said Mas Rengga, after I told him everything that had just happened.&lt;br /&gt;"So what I gotta do?" I asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ya lo enaknya gimana?"&lt;br /&gt;"Gue gak mau jadi bahan percobaan kayak kelinci. gue aja gak pernah menzalimi kelinci gue!"&lt;br /&gt;"Gue ngerti, de. makanya lo tuh kalo udah sayang sama orang jadi keliatan tolol tau?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ha?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ya lo seakan-akan rela ngalah, dan jadi sesuatu yang bukan diri lo &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;just to keep him to yourself&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;"Gue cuma berusaha buat sabar mas.."&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;So, he gotta know that everyone has their limit of patience&lt;/span&gt;. Kalo buat ngasih pelajaran ke dia tentang sakitnya di giniin, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;you could do better de. you're smart, you're cute, you're..expensive! you can even move on easily after you break up with him. that's only if you will..&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I don't know if I could do that"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah. and HE KNOWS IT. SO HE ABUSES EVERYTHING IN YOUR TRUST&lt;/span&gt;!" mas Rengga teriak di depan muka gue, lalu mundurin badannya lagi, "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt;, De, gue gak bermaksud manas-manasin lo. tapi gue berusaha ngebuat lo lebih &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;open-minded&lt;/span&gt;. kalo dia bilang dia sayang sama lo, dia harus ngejalanin apa yang ada. bukannya nyari sensasi dengan nyari masalah yang gak perlu. kalo lo gak ada masalah kayak gini, gue rasa hubungan lo berdua bakal jadi hubungan paling &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"....jadi gimana dong mas"&lt;br /&gt;"sekarang gini deh. fakta yang bagus saat ini adalah: nyokap lo gak disini, dan gue disini"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"So?"&lt;br /&gt;"So, the party's just getting started"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we partied all night long. we went to his friend's--Hera place and played twister. Mas Rengga was drunk, and i kept laughing at his funny face. We sleptover at Hera's. in the next morning, Mas Rengga said, "aku ra karep minum meneh, eper (gue gak mau minum lagi, ever)".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-6216369394258806828?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/6216369394258806828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=6216369394258806828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/6216369394258806828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/6216369394258806828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-one.html' title='day one'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-5049687100858103488</id><published>2008-07-10T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T05:05:15.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm affraid of height"</title><content type='html'>Saturday, 5th July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got things well-packed, camera in my bag, and ready to get off. Semuanya terlihat berjalan dengan baik. bahkan nyokap gue yang biasanya ngomel-ngomel hari itu super kalem. sampai akhirnya gue melangkahkan kaki gue masuk ke dalam pesawat. gue duduk pisah sama nyokap gue. nyokap di 10E, gue dia 9B. gue duduk di kursi tengah. pas gue lagi duduk dengan enaknya, seorang bapak-bapak bule nyolek gue. gue nengok.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Excuse me, I should get in&lt;/span&gt;" kata dia sambil senyum. gue mengangguk lalu gue berdiri dan ngasih dia jalan buat duduk di sebelah gue, di samping jendela. temennya--yang bapak-bapak juga, duduk di samping kiri gue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pesawat pun take-off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue ngambil buku 'myth of greek' dari tas gue dan membaca buku itu dengan tenang. bule di samping kiri gue manggil bula yang tadi nyolek gue dan mereka ngobrol. dari pembicaraan mereka, gue tau kalo bule di sebelah kiri gue bernama Noah, yang kanan bernama Matt. mereka dari brisbane dan mau ke jogja buat liat borobudur. gue juga sempet liat si Noah nunjuk-nunjuk peta yang ada di bag kursi pesawat dan nyebut-nyebut krakatau berkali-kali. "this is krakatau, Matt. This is Krakatau"&lt;br /&gt;IYE KEK. NENEK-NENEK PELIHARA NAGA JUGA TAU ITU KRAKATAU. ORANG ADA TULISANNYA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jam makan siang. menu hari itu cupcake, arem-arem, sama kitkat. gue masih menikmati perjalanan gue sambil makan dengan damai. sampai ketika Matt ngeliatin gue, kayak mo nanya tapi ragu-ragu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Excuse me"&lt;/span&gt;, dia mengacungkan arem-arem ke depan muka gue, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"We don't have any spoon to eat this"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"You don't need spoon. We can eat just like this.."&lt;/span&gt; gue lalu membuka daun yang membungkus arem-arem terus makanin ujungnya kayak kelinci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I see, I see"&lt;/span&gt; dia lalu mengikuti apa yang gue bilang.&lt;br /&gt;5 menit kemudian, dia udah menghabiskan makan siangnya. gue masih ngunyah kitkat. Matt mengusap-usap perutnya lalu ngambil koran dari bag pesawat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"So you're on a holiday?"&lt;/span&gt; tiba-tiba Matt nanya ke gue sambil baca koran. gue gak ngeh kalo dia lagi ngajak gue ngomong. tapi gue pikir-pikir gak mungkin juga dia ngajak ngomong koran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Yeah"&lt;/span&gt; jawab gue masih kaget, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I'm on my school holiday"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"What school do you go to?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"6 senior high school"&lt;/span&gt;. tiba-tiba dia nyengir lebar sambil ngeliatin gue. gue bales ngeliatin. gila tuh orang kumisnya kayak bulu kaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"You're a high school student??!&lt;/span&gt;" kata dia terbelalak. gue mengangguk masih gak ngerti kenapa dia nyengir sambil melototin gue gitu.&lt;br /&gt;sadar kalo tindakan dia itu aneh, dia kembali ngeliatin headline koran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Well, I thought you're still in elementary school because you're so small"&lt;/span&gt; lanjut Matt, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Sorry"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue diem. gatau harus ngomong apa. gue cuma bisa ketawa kecil. padahal dalem hati gue, gue pengen bolongin jendela di samping dia biar dia kesedot ke luar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah itu, Matt gak ngomong apa-apa lagi. gue juga diem. pas gue nengok ke Noah, dia lagi tidur dengan mulut kebuka. &lt;br /&gt;gak terasa, pesawat udah mau landing. pesawat mulai menukik turun. tiba-tiba gue merasa tempat duduk gue menyempit. ternyata, si Matt melebarkan kakinya jadi duduk ngangkang terus ngelipet tangannya, matanya terpejam sambil ssetengah nunduk. lalu dia menatap mata gue sekilas yang lagi ngeliatin dia. terus nyengir kuda lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I'm affraid of height"&lt;/span&gt; kata dia&lt;br /&gt;"OH" gue seakan-akan menemukan jawaban dari pertanyaan hidup gue selama ini. gue kira tiba-tiba Matt diserang ambeien mendadak atau dia memiliki ritual untuk memejamkan mata sambil komat-kamit sebelum mendarat.&lt;br /&gt;pas pesawat udah hampir nyentuh tanah, Matt makin nunduk. dan pas ban pesawat bener-bener nyentuh tanah dan melaju dengan cepat, Matt merem sampe keriput. gue dengan menahan tawa, bergumam pada Matt, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"relax. everything would be just fine"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sedangkan batin gue berkata lain "cupu lu, badan doang gede, kalo udah takut kayak anak kecil mau disunat aje!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan sampailah gue di jogjakarta. sebelum keluar dari pesawat, Matt sama Noah dadah-dadah ke gue. gue bales dadahin. &lt;br /&gt;"siapa tuh?" tanya nyokap&lt;br /&gt;gue ngeliatin nyokap dengan tatapan penuh derita, "i&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;f i tell you, i'll have to kill you&lt;/span&gt;" kata gue menirukan ucapan Johny English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemudian, gue pisah sama nyokap. dia lanjut ke solo, dan gue stay di jogja. sendirian. dan gue tau ini bukan awal yang baik.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-5049687100858103488?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/5049687100858103488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=5049687100858103488' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5049687100858103488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5049687100858103488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-affraid-of-height.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m affraid of height&quot;'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-3859648356132143727</id><published>2008-07-04T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T06:41:03.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>V</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times;font-size:10;"&gt;I CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the smell of your hair, taste of your lips, your warm hugs, and your sweet words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img395.imageshack.us/img395/8506/capturedzz8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img395.imageshack.us/img395/8506/capturedzz8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Next destination for this holiday: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jogja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. pift. it surely would be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/8934639813375107683-3859648356132143727?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/3859648356132143727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=3859648356132143727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3859648356132143727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3859648356132143727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-cant-get-enough-of-you-smell-of-your.html' title='V'/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-8741738885504840205</id><published>2008-07-03T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T06:38:33.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I looobh you</title><content type='html'>babe came to my house today. as we both know, our distance is like 'udel dan pantat'. antara cengkareng dan cinere. but he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; came to my house. hahaha he was coming with hergy, his friend, who often comes with us on our date.&lt;br /&gt;while hergy played on my computer, vito watched news, and I played with Sphinx--my rabbit. vito kept saying that he loves me a lot and so do hergy. he said, "dude, if we don't love you, we wont came along here, in fucking sunny day. we even smell like rubbish now!". I laughed. and I've just realized, yeah, maybe hergy's right. if they don't love me, they wont came along here. from cengkareng. in fucking sunny day. I like the fact that finally there are people who love me and willing to do this. Don't care neither it's true or no, but I love hearing them say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you more each day, baby bear :3&lt;br /&gt;salmon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-8741738885504840205?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/8741738885504840205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=8741738885504840205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/8741738885504840205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/8741738885504840205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-looobh-you.html' title='I looobh you'/><author><name>A. 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Gue laper banget dan gue ga ada tenaga buat masak yang enak-enak sama sekali. dan di kulkas cuma ada sebotol susu dan koko krunch. jadilah gue makan 2 pasang properti sarapan yang nikmat itu. gue beranjak ke kamar dan ngambil 3 DVD, setelah sebelumnya nyalain 2 generator komputer gue yang bertenaga badak. sambil nunggu windows selesai loading, gue nonton dvd dan menghabiskan sarapan sederhana gue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;gue berpindah duduk ke depan komputer. lalu gue sign in msn. pagi itu masih sepi banget. yang on baru 3 orang. itu juga masih pada berbalut belek atau malah belom belekan sama sekali. gue memasang headset komputer ke kuping gue, lalu gue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;shuffe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. pas denger lagu yang lagi di play, gue membeku. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;October Skyes - Waking Ashland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Setiap denger lagu ini, darah gue ngalir lebih cepet, jantung gue berdebar-debar kenceng banget, tapi perasaan gue sakit.. rasanya kayak di tiban barbel. gue langsung inget dia, yang menyebabkan gejala-gejala ayan ini.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Dulu sebelum gue ketemu tatap muka sama dia, dia pernah bilang kalo dia suka sama waking ashland. gue gatau apa itu waking ashland, and he said "yaudah nanti pas kita ketemu gue kasih denger lo satu lagu mereka". gue meng iyakan tawarannya. dan jadilah ketemuan itu. sejak gue liat dia di real, gue bener-bener makin suka sama dia. walaupun gue gak yakin dia jg ngerasain hal yang sama. pas pulang, dia nganter gue. di mobilnya, dia masang CD. gue denger lagu itu dan gue terpaku sama kalimat ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I said, alright, alright, alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;You make the calls tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I surrender, to your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;And I, I've been running to nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;You're nowhere, you're nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I, I feel something's getting clear&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Gue bertanya-tanya lagu siapa ini, kok lumayan enak gitu beatnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Ini lagu siapa?" tanya gue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Ini waking ashland judulnya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;October Skyes&lt;/span&gt;. hehe yg ini gak enak-enak banget lagunya, tapi gue suka kata-katanya. dalem" jawab dia sambil ngencengin volume cd playernya. gue manggut-manggut sambil ngeliatin dia. dia lagi senyum, ngeliatin jalanan di luar jendela. hati gue melengos. that's the sweetest thing I've ever seen. dan penggalan-penggalan lirik lagu itu bikin jantung gue semakin semangat memompa darah ke setiap pembuluh darah gue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tapi gak lama setelah itu, beberapa bulan kemudian, gue gak pernah denger apa-apa tentang dia lagi. dia emang udah gak pernah muncul, tapi setiap denger lagu ini, gue ngerasa dia lagi di deket gue melontarkan guyonan-guyonan bodohnya dia. tapi gue tau, gue gak bisa selamanya mikirin orang yang ga bisa bales perasaan gue. I gotta move on, and I'm moving on now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Gue membawa mangkok kosong gue ke belakang lalu nyuci tuh mangkok sampe bersih. kemudian, gue duduk lagi di depan komputer. gue liat jam, udah jam 9 lewat 10. lalu gue bangunin Vito, gue sms dia ngingetin supaya jangan bangun lebih siang lagi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;gue ketiduran di depan komputer sampe sore. dan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;October Skyes&lt;/span&gt; kembali keputer ulang di iTunes gue secara shuffle. gue melihat jam, jam 3. kemudian gue duduk tegak, lalu ngambil handphone gue di samping meja komputer gue dan mencet nomor Vito. beberapa saat kemudian, Vito ngangkat telfon gue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Kenapa, dear?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Engga apa-apa kok" gue berkata sambil menggerakan krusor ke file lagu Ashanti dengan tangan kanan gue, "Tiba-tiba aku kangen"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;gue mendengar dia ketawa kecil disana. perlahan-lahan October Skyes menghilang dari speaker gue. lalu gue klik lagu ashanti yang berjudul &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"I just want to tell you that I love you" lanjut gue sambil senyum-senyum gila, but i meant it. gue denger dia ketawa kecil lagi disana sebelum akhirnya dia bales "I love you too".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Gue senyum dan gue ngerasa mendapatkan kembali energi gue. dan gue menyadari, mendengar tawanya jauh lebih baik daripada membiarkan diri gue sendiri terpuruk dalam kesedihan dengan dengerin &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;October Skyes&lt;/span&gt; terus menerus. gue merasa menang. karena sekarang gue punya seseorang yang bisa nemenin gue liat langit di bulan oktober, and I love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:10;"  &gt;"And only you could do them things that got me comin' back&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be the realest thing that I have ever felt&lt;br /&gt;And I'll do wat I gotta do to keep you to myself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:georgia;font-size:10;"  &gt;yes it is.. It's only you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8934639813375107683-3687607042477596027?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/3687607042477596027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=3687607042477596027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3687607042477596027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3687607042477596027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/06/guilty-pleasure-pt-ii.html' title='guilty pleasure pt. 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Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-3888758416389688279</id><published>2008-06-16T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T09:08:10.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;a day with vito. totally awesome. haha ketemu di tempat alay (yang gue gak bisa sebut namanya), masih pake seragam, bawa-bawa tas udah kyk mo camping walaupun sebenernya itu tas gak gede-gede amat, gue aja yg kekecilan. and, nongkrong di mobil gue selama 2 jam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;karena bosen cuma dengerin lagu-lagu metal doang di mobil gue, we decided to drive away keliling parkiran. sekalian dia nyoba bawa mobil gue yang buat ganti gigi aja berasa kayak ambeien saking kerasnya. gak jelas banget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;pas lagi muter ke tempat parkir awal, ada ibu-ibu sama anaknya jalan laaammaaaa banget. gila bener-bener tuh ibu-ibu. no offense. cuma GEMUK banget. nutupin setengah jalan. gue diem aja nungguin mobil gue bisa nyalip. tapi berhubung di sebelah kanan gue ada trotoar dan palang bertuliskan STOP, kyknya gue harus pake stopwatch buat ngitung lamanya gerakan ibu ini (lebay). sekitar 2 menitan nungguin ibu-ibu itu jalan sedikit ke kiri padahal udah di klakson, si vito udah bete banget kayaknya. dia ngedumel. gue gak begitu denger pokoknya yg gue paling denger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"addduh bu pantat nya masih mau di pake gak?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;gue diem. vito juga diem. lalu gue ngakak sejadi-jadinya sampe mukulin dashboard. to, lo kira pantat bisa di copot terus di tuker sama punya orang? dan emangnya abis lo tabrak tuh ibu-ibu pantatnya langsung copot? kalo pantat bisa di tuker sih gue tukeran sama jessica alba. ntar gue bikin usaha 'ass changer' supaya bisa bersaing sama 'money changer'. ini bisa jadi usaha baru untuk meningkatkan pendapatan negara. manteb kan. nama gue tertulis di MURI ntar. wanita pertama yang menciptakan bisnis multifungsi tuker bokong. nyokap gue bisa pingsan dan bokap gue bisa makan koran. ya ya ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;abisitu, kembali ke parkir semula, kita dengerin blink 182. ternyata oh ternyata, dia suka sekali sama blink. satu CD di nyanyiin semua. gue aja yg punya tuh CD diem. gak afal. beli cm suka cover sama 'i miss you' nya doang. haha gak guna banget. di satu track, dia nyanyiin apa ya judulnya. hmm.. oh iya. down. itu lagu sebenernya liriknya gak jelas. yg gue denger cm ada instrumental piano nya aja. dan gue, as a pianist suka juga denger lagu itu. sampe gatau tiba-tiba aja, vito ngmg "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:-1;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;were taking this way too slow&lt;/span&gt;". gue terpana. apanya yg too slow? jalannya? gara-gara ibu-ibu tadi? terus dia lanjutin lagi "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;but then all that it needs is I'll always be dreaming of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;". gue lagi-lagi telat nyadar. dia lagi nngomong lirik yg lagi di puter di track pertama (feeling this). bodoh ya. di saat cowok gue ngerayu gue malah lemot. but, abis gue nyadar, gue gak sadar juga gue ngmg '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;so sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~' kayak di iklan sindo. haha tapi emang bener juga sih. he's way too nice and too sweet. mudah-mudahan gue bisa terus-terusan kayak gini sama dia. dengerin dia nyanyi walaupun .... (if y'know what i mean). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;after that, we spent an hour, sharring, laughing, baca buku sesat buatan mas radithya dika yang babi ngesot, and ended up with tight hugs and kisses. huhu so sadddddd udah kyk adegan perpisahan di pelem-pelem indonesia. tapi bedanya kalo di film indonesia ada scene 9 bulan kemudian perut si cewek melendung kyk gajah afrika puasa dulcolax. haha. anyhowwwwww, I miss him already ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;cepet libur panjang ya sayang. so we can meet more often okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hugs&amp;amp;kisses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;salmon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-3888758416389688279?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/3888758416389688279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=3888758416389688279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3888758416389688279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/3888758416389688279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-with-vito.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-2569867412553836390</id><published>2008-06-09T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T07:10:35.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, I went to adit's place and had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;adit udah jadi sobat cowok terdeket gw dari kelas 3 SD. he was mean and rude jadi mungkin itu sebabnya gw jadi ikutan berkelakuan seperti cowok.&lt;br /&gt;sebenernya gw sama adit gak klop banget. lebih sering brantem malah. tapi semenjak dulu gw jadian sama one of his besfriend, gw jadi tambah dket sama adit. adit has 2 brothers. wibbie and dhanan. I love them. I love adit's parents too :D&lt;br /&gt;ha gw gak bisa ngebayangin kalo gw gak punya 2nd family kayak mereka. mungkin hari-hari sesudah sekolah gw akan berjalan seperti siput yang sangat kabat dan membosankan.&lt;br /&gt;--_________________________--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-2569867412553836390?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/2569867412553836390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=2569867412553836390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2569867412553836390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2569867412553836390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-i-went-to-adits-place-and-had.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-1381051571513769861</id><published>2008-06-08T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T21:54:13.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love online games. well, one of them is called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ragnarok online&lt;/span&gt;. I've been playing it since 8th grade. why? seru! melatih skill dan kecepatan berpikir. mana skill yg harus dikeluarin duluan dan mana yang harus didahulukan, membunuh musuh atau heal to self?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dan beberapa hari ini, gw merasa sangat bersyukur bisa maen. walaupun RO itu sangat sangat ngeselin (terutama klo di hack), tapi disini bener2 ngumpulin temen yang seru-seru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ada system yang bernama &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;megaphone&lt;/span&gt; with same function as the real megaphone. you can broadcast anything you'd like to say and everybody who's playing ragnarok at that time will see your broadcast. you can say about anything. you want to sing? you want to sell/buy something? whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;some screenshots that will describe it better:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the yellow ones are the broadcasts, read them then you'll find it funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana;" src="http://img357.imageshack.us/img357/38/gokilabisdv8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the other things that keep me going, I found true friends here. lo harus siap-siap jadi sedikit freak disini. like typing with small+big+small+big letters. but I don't. I've found lots of that type in ragnarok. I met guys who care about me when my friends in real world don't. they are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tony&lt;/span&gt; from pontianak, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt;&gt;N e u t r a L&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt; (the name was L|L*RADIKAL but it's changed), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haqi, kemal, harin,&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baba.&lt;/span&gt;  Let's start from tony. tony's nickname is SaKuRa_CuTe. he's a chinesse and lives in pontianak. never see his real face because he doesn't want to show up his photos -__-. I met him about a year ago. I was looking for a killer (my job is a priest which needs a group/someone to hunt monsters together so I can get % experiences to get to the next base or job level if the group is set to be share-exp) and he said he want to go hunt with me. well, we went hunting for monsters and become friends as we often hunt together. sampe char dia lv 99 (aura) terus dia rebirth duluan, gw menyusul 2 bulan sesudahnya. we're really close and he's a good friend of mine. orangnya sabar banget. cerita gw selalu di dengerin, ngasih advice yang bagus. gw gak pernah ngobrol sama cowok senyaman itu. about crush? hmmm.. gw gak pernah nganggep dia lebih dari sahabat-yang-selalu-ada. he also bought me a big golden bell headgear that costs about 5,000,000 zeny. how sweeeeett~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana;" src="http://img213.imageshack.us/img213/8610/gutsno4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(my character and tony's)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;next, we have &gt;&gt;N e u t r a L&lt;&lt;. it's my guild. in ragnarok, there are a big permanent group called guild. the guild can participate in war of emperium (click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;amp;postID=1381051571513769861"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; to know more). and in fun and chat server where I play, &gt;&gt;N e u t r a L&lt;&lt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, is one of the strongest guilds. ketua gw yang bernama &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dany&lt;/span&gt; udah jadi monk sakti waktu itu dengan karakter nya yg berwujud cewe (or we call this HODE) named L|L*amelia. tangan kanannya yang bernama asli &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;hamid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; juga bikin character HODE dengan job priest bernama L|L*L|eDia maka jadilah lil'radikal. pada masa awal, radikal mencapai puncak kejayaan apalagi radikal adalah guild pertama yang mempunyai 2 job high. hamid turned from priest to high priest after aura (rebirth) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;raka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; ( A t h r a) became a high wizard. oh iya, ada juga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;peter&lt;/span&gt; (L|L*KoGeno), &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;nate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (D'Nath), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (-=[GraY]=-) ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;dhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (WiiShop)and lotsa lotsa more! hmm. tp beberapa kali terjadi pengkhianatan. gw juga sempet vakum jadi kurang tau apa yg terjadi. dan disini lah, gw ketemu dengan vito. HAHA dulunya vito itu gak eksis loh. wakaka gw termasuk one of petinggi radikal. dan tiba-tiba ada 2 anggota baru masuk. W@NitA~M@L@M` (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;rezta&lt;/span&gt;) and -|SweeT as RevengE|- (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;vito&lt;/span&gt;). mereka berdua sewarnet dan tiba-tiba aja mereka jadi petinggi. malahan mereka dapet jabatan di atas -__- zzzz. pokoknya, semenjak berubah jadi neutral, i feel much more better. we're cooler, we're stronger, dan semakin kompak. dan rencananya liburan kenaikan kelas ini neutral bakal ke bali and spend holiday times together. yeaaay!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana;" src="http://img365.imageshack.us/img365/5959/minionfo0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(me, vito's, and dhan's)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img373.imageshack.us/img373/6238/screenfunchatgratis007lz4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my priest was aura lv 99 job lv 50)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img256.imageshack.us/img256/5637/screenfunchatgratis008kq9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(after rebirth. I became a high acolyte before I turned to high priest. chat with random high job guys :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img409.imageshack.us/img409/6463/screenfunchatgratis055fg4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(after became a high priest, doing mvp in pvp room LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haqi lives in surabaya. never met him nor see his face too. but I bet he's hot because all my girlfriends in ragnarok are crazy over him. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kemal, harin, and baba live in jakarta. kemal setaun lebih muda dari gw dan harin&amp;amp;baba 2 tahun di atas gw. they'll be graduated this year. amien! kemal juga bakal masuk SMA 6 kayaknya so he'll become my junior. huehe. oh iya! harin sama dhan ternyata satu sekolah. haha seru mantab. OH YES, kemal is also a designer. he likes to make posters. I love his works :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;beberapa dari orang yang gw sebut di atas ada yang lucu-lucu ternyata. di dunia RO yang maya ini masih ada orang-orang ganteng yang terpengaruh untuk maen game ginian ternyata. bikin gw makin semangat. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-1381051571513769861?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1381051571513769861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=1381051571513769861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1381051571513769861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/1381051571513769861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-love-online-games.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-5820205496695315077</id><published>2008-06-07T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T23:51:12.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img align="right" src="http://img183.imageshack.us/img183/4250/head3pe0.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Currently in love with school with 100% holidays, death note, and scraps. and murdoc nicals for sure. 2d too! oh yes, Murdoc recently got stuck into Facebook and participated in a webchat with fans on his very own profile. You asked the questions, now check out his answers below!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aya Kuroki&lt;/b&gt; asked&lt;br /&gt;hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Murdoc Niccals&lt;/b&gt; answered with&lt;br /&gt;Is it me you're looking for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cara Breslin&lt;/b&gt; asked&lt;br /&gt;Murdoc, I realize everyone and their mother has probably asked you this, but when are the Gorillaz going to release another album? ARE you guys going to release another album?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Murdoc Niccals&lt;/b&gt; answered with&lt;br /&gt;Yes. You're right. Everyone and their mother has asked me. And I'm always happy to oblige. Although according to Nikki Sixx from Motley Crue, everyone and their mother, and their grandmother has asked him. So he wins I guess... Sorry, what was the question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jess GSoul&lt;/b&gt; asked&lt;br /&gt;Who you would take to the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Murdoc Niccals&lt;/b&gt; answered with&lt;br /&gt;Blunt. James...Blunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! Murdoc is genius :D :D&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-5820205496695315077?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/5820205496695315077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=5820205496695315077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5820205496695315077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/5820205496695315077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/06/currently-in-love-with-school-with-100.html' title=''/><author><name>A. Dion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527539953905068887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934639813375107683.post-2587405862784677842</id><published>2008-06-05T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T00:43:09.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cinta pertama</title><content type='html'>everyone has their own first love, so do I. hahaha this is kinda funny.&lt;br /&gt;dulu pas kelas 3 SD, that's the 1st time, I fell in love with my classmate. muahaha. after graduated from elementary school, I never met him again. sampai suatu siang yang terik, sepulang sekolah gw mampir ke tempat bimbel gw. berhubung masih jam 11, tempat bimbel gw masih sepi. pengajar yang dateng juga baru 5-7 orang. agak aneh emang di saat temen-temen gw dirumah pada males belajar ekonomi yang sebenernya gak gampang-gampang banget, gw malah semangat sampe bela-belain gak ikut ke sushi groove padahal di traktir (agak menyesal juga -_-). pas lagi ngerjain beberapa tasks dari pengajar gw, tiba-tiba pintu ruangan kebuka dan masuklah teman lama sekaligus 1st love gw. yang udah 4 tahunan lebih gak ketemu. hahahaha gw lgsg flashback dan ketawa sendiri pas inget itu. gw ketemu lagi sama cinta monyet gw. hahahahaha gila gila.&lt;br /&gt;then, we shared. we talked about our life. and we laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I'm not saying gw CLBK but this is just so funny. belakangan ini gw bertemu orang-orang yang dulu sempat mengisi hari-hari gw such as sahabat se TK, temen les aritmatika, yaampun. and they come at the right time. di saat gw butuh dukungan super di saat2 sulit just like this :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8934639813375107683-2587405862784677842?l=typsygypsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/2587405862784677842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934639813375107683&amp;postID=2587405862784677842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2587405862784677842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934639813375107683/posts/default/2587405862784677842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typsygypsy.blogspot.com/2008/06/cinta-pertama.html' title='cinta pertama'/><author><name>A. 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