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imagine he sings.</title><content type='html'>do dododododo, re rerererere&lt;br /&gt;mi mimimimimi, fa fafafafafa&lt;br /&gt;(do) doakan ku harus pergi (re) relakan aku di sini&lt;br /&gt;(mi) misalnya aku kan pulang (fa) fastikan kau tetap menunggu&lt;br /&gt;(sol) soal cinta luar biasa (la) lama-lama bisa gila&lt;br /&gt;(si) siapa yang tahu pasti (do) doakan aku di sini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adududuh duh aku percaya&lt;br /&gt;kali ini kau pasti bisa yeah&lt;br /&gt;kuku kutanya ada yang salah&lt;br /&gt;jelas ini luar biasa&lt;br /&gt;hal yang baik tidak mudah, tak seperti kau bicara&lt;br /&gt;mereka mengerti ini terlalu jadi masalah&lt;br /&gt;ketika kau mulai bisa terbiasa untuk dapat&lt;br /&gt;menikmati hari-hari tanpaku di sini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(do) doakan ku harus pergi (re) relakan aku di sini&lt;br /&gt;(mi) misalnya aku kan pulang (fa) fastikan kau tetap menunggu&lt;br /&gt;(sol) soal cinta luar biasa (la) lama-lama bisa gila&lt;br /&gt;(si) siapa yang tahu pasti (do) doakan aku di sini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hal yang baik tidak mudah, tak seperti kau bicara&lt;br /&gt;mereka mengerti ini terlalu jadi masalah&lt;br /&gt;ketika kau mulai bisa terbiasa untuk dapat&lt;br /&gt;menikmati hari-hari tanpaku di sini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(do) doakan ku harus pergi (re) relakan aku di sini&lt;br /&gt;(mi) misalnya aku kan pulang (fa) fastikan kau tetap menunggu&lt;br /&gt;(sol) soal cinta luar biasa (la) lama-lama bisa gila&lt;br /&gt;(si) siapa yang tahu pasti (do) doakan aku di sini&lt;br /&gt;everybody sings it!&lt;br /&gt;(do) doakan ku harus pergi (re) relakan aku di sini&lt;br /&gt;(mi) misalnya aku kan pulang (fa) fastikan kau tetap menunggu&lt;br /&gt;(sol) soal cinta luar biasa (la) lama-lama bisa gila&lt;br /&gt;(si) siapa yang tahu pasti (do) doakan aku di sini&lt;br /&gt;doakan ku harus pergi, relakan aku di sini&lt;br /&gt;misalnya aku kan pulang, fafa fastikan kau yang menunggu&lt;br /&gt;soal cinta luar biasa, lama-lama bisa gila&lt;br /&gt;siapa yang tahu pasti, doakan aku di sini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-6501671707281432072?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/6501671707281432072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/6501671707281432072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-sometimes-imagine-he-sings.html' title='I sometimes imagine he sings.'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-5264904643121958372</id><published>2011-12-06T17:48:00.019+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T12:10:35.460+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>I always love birthdays.</title><content type='html'>Hello people, it's the end of the year 2011!I dont know whether it's a blessing or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejujurnya, gue benci banget sama tahun 2011 ini. I hate it for taking my tears TOO MUCH. Ini masa dengan fase-fase ter-down gue, I even need to meet a psychologist this year for my very first experience. God works harder on me I think,  God made a waaaay more complicated maze I have to live in. Two times in a row, crying for university admission test failure, then at the end I unexpectedly got some choices of university I could take. But bad news, in this year, I made a big-YET-WRONG decision of choices. Some of you may have guessed what it is.&lt;div&gt;I hate it for taking dewe so far away, too. Sangat jauh sampe gue ngerasa Indonesia jadi sepi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaaa mau gimana juga, 2011 tetep punya hal yang superindah menurut gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them, of course, as always, my 18th birthday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Saturday, May 7th, 2011.&lt;br /&gt;Belum ada pengumuman ujian apa-apa. Semua orang masih berstatus siswa SMA. Itu sih poin yang ngga bikin hari ulangtahun gue jadi miris, dan semua orang bisa tertawa bahagia dan lepas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dimulai dari terbangun tepat jam 00.00 WIB karena mami dan ade gigi bawain kue ulangtahun super besar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zMe84HjnJic/TuCPgI5DXhI/AAAAAAAAAL8/PSHNxFq9G2A/s1600/230042_1805249649726_1194447168_31760477_1668931_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zMe84HjnJic/TuCPgI5DXhI/AAAAAAAAAL8/PSHNxFq9G2A/s200/230042_1805249649726_1194447168_31760477_1668931_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683700512046931474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Aaa I love my mommy and shagi :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menengok sedikit ke blackberry dan amazed sama dp putih orang-orang se-contact bbm yang ternyata ngga cuma sekedar putih. AAAAAA this is the best part, when you see a lot of people care just to put this on their display picture:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-25xBjrzxiwA/TuCQgGZ0VfI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Zqyg78Ad6SU/s1600/Dek%2BGigi.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-25xBjrzxiwA/TuCQgGZ0VfI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Zqyg78Ad6SU/s200/Dek%2BGigi.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683701610890679794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Thank you for Shagi Algivary who made it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time kept on turning, I yawn, I sleep back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangun sekitar jam.......jam berapa ya lupa, dan bersiap-siap ke bta untuk les intensif snmptn, yippie! Lagi dapet jadwal siang, ya kurang lebih jam 12an. Dewe pun bilang bersedia buat nganterin ke bta siang itu. Uuuwh baik yahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mami bilang, pulang bta nanti langsung pulang, kita mau makan malem. Ajak dewe juga. Aaaaa excited! Ajak indah feby lanti biar agak ramean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agak aneh sih, udah jam 11 dewe masih nggamau diajak berangkat. Sedangkan gue udah takut macet karena itu sabtu siang dan tempat les gue letaknya di tebet. Bayangin aja bakal semacet apaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dewe bilang, dewe mules-mules jadi bolak balik kamar mandi dulu. Gue kasih aja obat diare, dewe makan deh satu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya tapi agak bodoh juga dewe ajak gue ngobrol, ngadep ke pager, dimana ada wanita-wanita cantik berkaos warna-warni lagi sibuk nyalain lilin kue ulangtahun. Guess who.............ikan bling-bling! (&lt;i&gt;Really, people named us that way. Not that we took the name ourselves.&lt;/i&gt;) Oh God I love these girls! &lt;3 Aku masih hafal ada siapa aja siang itu: Sita, Armal, Feisya, Yuli, Didi, Ayu, Ghea! Yang kemudian syarif dateng nyusul. And dewe gave me a sweet handmade stuff, I love the gift! :*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xQr-Hn7UgcQ/TuCNlQHdiFI/AAAAAAAAALY/OQkF8NSxjQ4/s1600/IMG_0389.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LXE0xR_kGt0/TuCNkVw7SsI/AAAAAAAAAK0/2V62tQhfRGw/s200/IMG_0373.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683698385198729922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A so-tall cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yu6WkjJn0Po/TuCNmTx2liI/AAAAAAAAALk/8ctkbMP58Ak/s1600/IMG_0327.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yu6WkjJn0Po/TuCNmTx2liI/AAAAAAAAALk/8ctkbMP58Ak/s200/IMG_0327.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683698419025483298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dewe made it himself, cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27A9RInnjck/TuCO6lXXbvI/AAAAAAAAALw/7GhFhKJ7QrQ/s1600/IMG_0379.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27A9RInnjck/TuCO6lXXbvI/AAAAAAAAALw/7GhFhKJ7QrQ/s200/IMG_0379.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683699866855239410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sorry, sita armal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Akhirnya hasrat gue buat bta dihancurkan teman-teman yang superbaik. *sokrajin* Tapi kata mami, gue harus tetep bta. Yaudah jadilah gue ikut bta jam kedua. Sore dan selesai jam 5an. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Si dinan, sahabat luguku, mau nebeng pulang dari bta ke superindo galaxi katanya, dia sms pas lagi di kelas.  Dewe loh yg jemput!! Baik ya. Ditambah dengan excitement gue mau makan malem sama mami dan kawan-kawannya, gue kayak anak kecil mau ke toko mainan, ngajak dewe buru-buru pulang, tapi obrolan di mobil lebih ke dinan yang ngga percaya dewe mau sekolah pilot ke amerika, dan tanpa sadar udah di superindo galaxi aja gitu.  Dinan turun di superindo, naik ojek pulang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dewe tiba-tiba bilang mau beli permen biar mulutnya harum pas ketemu temen-temen mami. Hhhh ada-ada aja. Gue saranin ke superindo, kata dia nggausah terlalu gede supermarketnya, yaudah dewe memilih ke alfa express, dan freaknya, dia malah beli shaver, minuman kelapa ijo, walaupun beli permen juga sih emang.  Terus dewe nggakmau langsung ke rumah gue padahal tinggal berapa ribu jengkal lagi!! Katanya, dia mau cukur jenggot dulu ngga pede. Yaudah deh sekali lagi dikabulin.  Agak lama, gue mulai ngerengek bilang ke dewe gimana makan malemnya. Trs dewe malah suruh tanya mami dan bilang dia laper jadi mau beli kebab dulu. Ih kan mau makan malem masa beli kebab kan aneh -_- Mami pun ngga jelas bilangnya males makan malem gara-gara ujan. Ditanya terus gimana, udah ajak temen-temen enggak enak banget, katanya "yaudah makanya kamu pulang aja dulu."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nyampe rumah, muka udah bete sama segala macem hal, masuk-masuk ke rumah disuruh langsung ganti baju karena mau makan malem coba. IIIIIH NGESELIN PARAH.  Yaudah dengan langkah gontai gue naik ke atas, masuk kamar, dan............. Jutaan orang dalem kamar gue. AAAA LAGI-LAGI ORANG-ORANG INI! Tahun lalu orang-orang ini juga yang rencanain dan bikin bete! Aaaa manusia-manusia kesayangan ini!! Lusita, Echa, Indri, Rangga, Yosua, Ekky, Ipong, Yosef, Adrul, Tasya, Dinan. YAK, DINAN. Entah gimana bisa ada di rumah gue perasaan tadi dia naik mobil dewe dari bta bareng gue.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0vMz9shkhhg/TuCSOc8nt7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/3t1C0SCE2Jk/s1600/IMG_0387.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 126px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0vMz9shkhhg/TuCSOc8nt7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/3t1C0SCE2Jk/s200/IMG_0387.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683703506727843762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Look at the candle! :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kOpHYy4Flhk/TuCSNLmFguI/AAAAAAAAAMg/gMB3mcsABOQ/s1600/IMG_0321.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kOpHYy4Flhk/TuCSNLmFguI/AAAAAAAAAMg/gMB3mcsABOQ/s200/IMG_0321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683703484890055394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*kish kish*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zpxlRpuWoA4/TuCSM-qEdDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/j5ba3lu66ks/s1600/IMG_0389.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zpxlRpuWoA4/TuCSM-qEdDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/j5ba3lu66ks/s200/IMG_0389.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683703481417102386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The greeting board&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nyanyi happy birthday to you, bawa kue, bawa papan besaaaaar sekali yang cantik dengan isi ucapan-ucapan aneh haha. Pas mau tiup lilin........ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gue: "Kok lilinnya cuma angka 1??! Gue kan 18 tahun....!!!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lusita: "Maaf ya tadi kita matahin angka 8nya ngga sengaja :(" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Duh grasak grusuk bgt pasti deh pada tadi sampe matahin lilin gitu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tapi tetep gue tiup-tiup cantik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fuuuhh.. *suaratiuplilinceritanya*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"HAPPY BIRTHDAY FARRAS, HAPPY BIRTHDAY FARRAS!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;AAAAAAA INI TER-SURPRISE! TEMEN SD KELUAR DARI KAMAR SHAGI! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d5At5NNaftU/TuCTMqLTJcI/AAAAAAAAAM4/zwIfnZYVN40/s200/IMG_0388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683704575430960578" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Uncontrollable face. Malu -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HqONN7ykxX4/TuCTM0CN7SI/AAAAAAAAANA/JbJgFC73GiY/s200/IMG_0390.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683704578077224226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Another greeting board!!!!! Yay-ness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PPi-izOoCGM/TuCTOEjpJXI/AAAAAAAAANc/l0nXzlFfmWM/s1600/IMG_0319.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PPi-izOoCGM/TuCTOEjpJXI/AAAAAAAAANc/l0nXzlFfmWM/s200/IMG_0319.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683704599692256626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Childhood friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V5zQuj6hL5k/TuCTNL9MyiI/AAAAAAAAANQ/i2ypxifWdfA/s1600/IMG_0317.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V5zQuj6hL5k/TuCTNL9MyiI/AAAAAAAAANQ/i2ypxifWdfA/s200/IMG_0317.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683704584498629154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;({})&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kenapa ter-surprise? Karena ngumpulinnya susah banget! Ngga tau seberapa kangennya gue sama mereka, yg jelas kangen banget parah! Terharu bgt deh bisa dikumpulin di hari ulangtahun gue.. Dan mereka juga bawa ucapan yang sumpah anehnya lebih lebih aneh dari obrolan dewe dan ipong. Dan I found out that the candle is an 8. How sweet.. Feby, Indah, Lanti, Sisca, Rini, Vay, Shasha, Hani, Ipeng. Iya, ada Feby Indah Lanti yang udah diajakin makan malam palsu sama gue hihihihih. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RhwY2iOe7-s/TuCTuF61kII/AAAAAAAAANo/IShQQ3q3YX0/s1600/IMG_0322.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RhwY2iOe7-s/TuCTuF61kII/AAAAAAAAANo/IShQQ3q3YX0/s200/IMG_0322.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683705149813788802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Gossip girls :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;AAAAH GOD REALLY SENT ME ANGELS THAT DAY.&lt;/span&gt; THAT WAS THE BEST BIRTHDAY SURPRISE EVER LIKE I DIDN'T WANT TO LET IT END. THANK YOU ANGELSSS! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-unP3oGYJvA0/TuCVN9AxIKI/AAAAAAAAAOY/e2a3QaZnqiA/s1600/255723_2172055462019_1265740039_32693606_1648094_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-unP3oGYJvA0/TuCVN9AxIKI/AAAAAAAAAOY/e2a3QaZnqiA/s200/255723_2172055462019_1265740039_32693606_1648094_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683706796690186402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Morning cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sGWEVhyMP0I/TuCUU5iogBI/AAAAAAAAAOM/v65UmMaEKcU/s1600/IMG_0366.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sGWEVhyMP0I/TuCUU5iogBI/AAAAAAAAAOM/v65UmMaEKcU/s200/IMG_0366.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683705816505942034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Afternoon cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S.: Tentu saja ada acara siram-siraman. Kali ini bener-bener have no idea pake apaan aja, seinget gue sih ada telor yang dipecahin tepat di kepala gue sama rangga dan itu sakit banget rasanya mau murka. Dan selalu, pasti semua manusia bubar setelah nyiram gue malem-malem pula. Ah tapi tetep berterimakasih banyak!!! Terutama untuk Dewe yg ngasih kado part 2. A cute pump shoes! &lt;3 Anyway, sorry for the diarrhea medicine you took :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j3XH1XMU4Cc/TuCUUZ4IwjI/AAAAAAAAAN0/z-MjB7ldtE0/s200/IMG_0392.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683705808006201906" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;How come I not love my 18th birthday? :)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-5264904643121958372?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/5264904643121958372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/5264904643121958372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-always-love-birthdays.html' title='I always love birthdays.'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zMe84HjnJic/TuCPgI5DXhI/AAAAAAAAAL8/PSHNxFq9G2A/s72-c/230042_1805249649726_1194447168_31760477_1668931_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-7106586449371827009</id><published>2011-10-16T21:03:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T21:24:53.775+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi rain, Y U come back?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;God gives a rainbow after the rain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, jujur, gue pernah ngerasain quotes itu.&lt;br /&gt;Bokap gue meninggal tepat bulan september 2008. Bokap gue itu.....segalanya. Dia selalu ada buat gue. Standby 24 jam kalo gue ngerasa hari udah ngga cukup aman buat gue dan gue cuma perlu nelfon dia dan sebisa mungkin dia bakal selalu ada. Seberapa jauh posisi dia dari gue detik itu nggak masalah buat dia.. Voila, dia bakal ada.&lt;br /&gt;Dia itu pencair suasana! Dulu, nyokap gue itu agak galak loh, walaupun sekarang setelah bokap gue meninggal dia jadi super fun sama anak-anaknya. Bokap gue itu lucu, hidupnya penuh jokes, terutama buat anak-anaknya. Oh my god.. He's a really special man in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebayang dong apa rasanya setelah 3 minggu dia masuk icu dan pada akhirnya dokter bilang bokap gue udah nggak ada?&lt;br /&gt;Gue cuma diem....ribet sendiri karena kebagian tugas kabarin orang-orang, yang mana adalah tugas terberat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue yang saat itu baru sma, ngerasa dunia gue yang kata orang lagi indah-indahnya, mendadak burem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yak, itu hujan buat gue. Tapi akan selalu ada pelangi, inget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone interrupt my life, in a good way. Namanya adit. Gue emang baru kenal dia saat itu tapi dia mendadak ngisi semua tugas bokap gue yang udah beberapa bulan hilang pengganti. Dia selalu ada, serius. Gue sering nangis karena satu masalah malem-malem, dan dia seketika ada depan pager rumah cuma buat cep-cepin gue. This is real, not that common-yet-cliche love story. I really live it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detik ini sih udah 31 bulan lamanya sama dewe. Tiap hari bareng jarang banget ngga bareng, sampe-sampe pas lulus sma dapet angket best couple seangkatan gara-gara alesan itu. It's funny yet lovely! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidup super indah, sampe dewe pulang dari us embassy dan bilang kalo dia fix lanjutin sekolah pilot di california. Gue waktu itu di ruang kuliah dan.....nangis. Temen-temen baru gue pada kaget kebingungan gue kenapa, tepat di hari pertama gue kuliah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu dulu, nangisnya ngebayangin pas hari H dewe pergi dan I can't see him again on the next day. Sekarang? The day will come just in hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa hari sebelum hari ini, gue bikin tulisan di notes gue, tanpa bilang ke siapapun. I usually do this. Gue ga punya diary, jadi gue gunain aplikasi itu deh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hi there.&lt;br /&gt;You'll never imagine what's going on inside my head rite now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of the fact that no one will ever stay by my side forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my dad three years ago.&lt;br /&gt;I was so lost..&lt;br /&gt;Until you came.&lt;br /&gt;A new thing in my life that finally be the most favorite new thing ever happened in the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that you would stay here any longer to help me.&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;No one would help me.&lt;br /&gt;God taught me to help myself.&lt;br /&gt;But I forgot how to help myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm acting like a silly little girl crying over her broken dreams.&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying, can't you feel it?&lt;br /&gt;Unconditionally crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you say you'll be back.&lt;br /&gt;But who knows?&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows what's in front.&lt;br /&gt;Like I don't know that you will leave, at the first time we met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is your dream that brings you to leave me.&lt;br /&gt;Congratulation your dream is currently close to you.&lt;br /&gt;And still, thank you.. For being my favorite dream :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Aditya Wiraatmaja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that no one knows this hobby of mine, because I don't tell?&lt;br /&gt;Tapi hari berikutnya, I found this on my notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hello farras sayang :)&lt;br /&gt;Sayang harus senyum! Gaboleh sedih! Kalo sedih aku lebih sedih lagi :((&lt;br /&gt;Dewe sayang Farras :) :* &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was extremely surprised.&lt;br /&gt;But those words still dont get my tears stopped from running down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi there. I know it is your dream so I wont bother. Go fly. You may fly alone rite now without me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said on text message to you this evening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hi Aditya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Makasih ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Makasih udah mau anterin aku tiap pulang sekolah waktu sma, dari pake satria sampe ganti2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Makasih udah mau nemenin aku jajan kemana2, bahkan sampe ke monas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Makasih udah nemenin aku belajar un &amp;amp; snmptn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Makasih udah anterin &amp;amp; jemput bbrp kali setelah bta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Makasih udah mau dengerin semua cerita aku tiap di jalan pulang, walaupun ngga penting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Makasih udah nemenin aku kl lg sendiri, walaupun kadang cm pake chat doang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Makasih banget banget banget udah nenangin aku di malem pas aku gagal snmptn undangan&amp;amp;tertulis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Makasih buat pura2 ikut seneng pas aku keterima ujian2 mandiri walupun aku tau km ngarepnya aku jd dokter..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Makasih jadi satu2nya org yg tau semuanya soal aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Makasih buat jokes2nya, lucu ngga lucu yg ttp bikin aku ketawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Makasih buat nemenin aku ke depok, puncak, kota, bogor, bandung, dll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Makasih mau duduk brg aku pas deswita ke jogja di bis 5hari full!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Makasih buat senyumnya, yg walaupun lg marah sm aku ttp dipaksa ada..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yg paling penting, makasih buat selalu standby ada buat aku 24 jam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Kamu satu2nya orang yang selalu ada.. I love you loh. Maaf ya jarang bgt ngmg itu ke dewe, tp trust me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I love you like no other man is alive on the earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That rainbow disappears. Oh no, does my rainbow come back on August 2012??? That is so long, I can't be in rain for a year.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck captain, you know, I love you. Don't mind to think how I am. I'm &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(trying to be)&lt;/span&gt; fine :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-7106586449371827009?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/7106586449371827009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/7106586449371827009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2011/10/hi-rain-y-u-come.html' title='Hi rain, Y U come back?'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-776377787738988450</id><published>2010-12-06T19:25:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T19:35:03.704+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing, but a wow.</title><content type='html'>Monday, 6th of December, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my maroon 5 ticket! Yes, the concert whose tickets are sold out in one day only! God bless my wasted time to be in a long queue to buy it yesterday morning.. SEE YOU AT JAKARTA ON APRIL 27, ADAM LEVINE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-776377787738988450?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/776377787738988450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/776377787738988450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2010/12/nothing-but-wow.html' title='Nothing, but a wow.'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-8559888481133028647</id><published>2010-11-30T19:56:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T19:37:25.898+07:00</updated><title type='text'>if there is something that will be stay its way for good, call me, I need it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;because every single thing I know today,&lt;/span&gt; changes too much. &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/497365504095060873-8559888481133028647?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/8559888481133028647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/8559888481133028647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2010/11/if-there-is-something-that-will-be-stay.html' title='if there is something that will be stay its way for good, call me, I need it.'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-4146978073334747659</id><published>2010-09-29T20:52:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T18:23:17.344+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I belong to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;UNITED STATES. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-4146978073334747659?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/4146978073334747659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/4146978073334747659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-belong-to.html' title='I belong to...'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-7110231503499350128</id><published>2010-06-08T17:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T18:03:27.496+07:00</updated><title type='text'>LET ME PICK FIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4jYuJxcLI/AAAAAAAAAKE/hTUIO4uBmdI/s1600/pick+5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4jYuJxcLI/AAAAAAAAAKE/hTUIO4uBmdI/s400/pick+5.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480356704169324722" 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/497365504095060873-7110231503499350128?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/7110231503499350128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/7110231503499350128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2010/06/let-me-pick-five.html' title='LET ME PICK FIVE'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4jYuJxcLI/AAAAAAAAAKE/hTUIO4uBmdI/s72-c/pick+5.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-4361814436871673501</id><published>2010-06-08T15:20:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T16:29:28.279+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>MAY 2010 HYSTERIAAAAAA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dan inilah bulanku. gue selalu nganggep mei 2010 itu nightmare sampe akhirnya bulan ini dateng. and it's all my stories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;seven of may was a friday. a day i hate. the one make it worse is, hari itu pengambilan rapot bayangan dimana gue hafal banget nilai gue turun ranking gue turun 4 level. really i wanted to cry that time but it was my birthday, i didnt wanna make it bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan sepertinya, another bad luck haunted me that day. nyokap gue itu kalo ambil rapot nomer urutnya sampe 1000 nyokap gue bisa baru dateng pas orang ke-1001 dipanggil, which is NGARET BANGET. nyokap gue bukan tipe ibu2 yg excited ambil rapot anaknya. dan nyoka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;p gue telfon nyuruh gue nunggu sampe nyokap gue dateng. dan itu berarti............. gue harus nungguin sampe sekolah udah sepi, kursi udah pada dinaikin, pak manang udah ngusir anak2 yg 'ketinggalan' di kelas, gerbang tangga udah di kunci, satpam udah tinggal sebiji, dan............. oke gue lebay. tapi karena gue anak yg sangat baik (plus diancem diomelin sm nyokap gue kalo pulang duluan), gue jadi nurut nungguin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tidak. bad luck gue gak sampe situ aja. fyi, gue udah 14 bulan jadian sama dewe tapi blm pernah ketemu satu orangpun dari keluarganya, unless wisnu. dan did i mention it was a report day? yes. gue ketemu untuk pertama kalinya. masalahnya, cara ketemunya itu looooh.. yaudah sini gue ceritain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mobil gue yaris. dark grey. plat nomer &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;misalnya&lt;/span&gt; B 1234 AB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;gue lagi di lantai 3 SMAN 71 dengan mata gue yg minus + silindris ngeliat mobil yaris, abu abu tua dan platnya.. B 1234 B! once i thought, "IT IS MY CAR! YIPPIE! MY MOMMY FINALLY COMES EARLIER THAN SHE USUALLY DOES!" then something came to my mind.. "wait, belakangnya B bukan AB, apa gue salah liat ya kan mata gue burem?" dan gue yg takut mobil itu jauh dari pandangan langsung lari ke arah dimana mobil itu lebih jelas diliat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iya, lari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;dan dewe yg entah kenapa adanya disaat saat genting, gue dorong aja gitu punggungnya karena ngalangin jalan gue. buk! dan...................... muka ibunya. sumpah demi apapun gue gak tau kalo dewe itu lg ngobrol sm nyokapnya tengah jalan dan jadi pas gue dorong dewe biar gak ngehalangin jalan gue, ada nyokapnya depan gue. untung sempet ngerem. kalo enggak kan kedorong juga ibunya. tp muka gue langsung berubah. langsung diem gak tau mau ngapain. gue liatin muka dewe, dewe diem aja. tantenya juga diem aja. trs akhirnya si tante ngomong "we, ini farras?" HIAK GUE MAU MATI. dan dapet combo: samping ibunya dewe ada tantenya dewe. dan di detik itu juga ada suara ketawa temen2 di belakang gue. sumpah kayak sinetron. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;TAPI DEMI APAPUN INI BENERAN KEJADIAAAAAAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;gue bener salting itu. &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;gak tau mesti ngapain. cuma matung doang. ada suara dewe akhirnya "ras.. salim.." BLAH GUA LUPA SALIM. yak, tambah aja deh malu2in. untung ibunya dewe baik gak mikir macem2 walaupun muka gue udah berantakan, lari2an, dorong2 anaknya, grasak grusuk, lupa salim hihi, makasih ya tante tary :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tante tary nya pulang. dewenya pulang. dan mobil B 1234 B yang gue salah liat tadi ternyata B 1243 B dan tentunya: bukan mobil gue *crying*. sekolah sepi. nyokap belum dateng. batre blackberry udah low, gak bisa twitteran, gak bisa bbman, nunggu sendirian, dan mau nangis rasanya. eh dan akhirnya nyokap gue dateng juga. tapi gue sama nyokap masih mesti antri ambil rapot. lama banget emang, tapi disabar2in. akhirnya pulang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;sampe depan rumah ada........................... yak, gak ada apa apa. sepi rumahnya seperti biasa. gue masuk kamar, nyalain ac, nyari2 charger since my blackberry LED already had the yellow-yellow lamp. hah, baru aja tiduran dan ada orang masuk kamar gue. sendirian. nyanyi happy birthday. yap, dewe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4KmKTHXuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/t8k2wJk8L0I/s1600/29065_1444877169846_1470652228_1172326_2875941_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 124px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4KmKTHXuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/t8k2wJk8L0I/s200/29065_1444877169846_1470652228_1172326_2875941_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480329447272308450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;gue kaget. dan ngomong "loh kok sendirian....." tiba2 segerombolan manusia yg gue anggap sebagai sahabat ter-muah dateng. nyanyi happy birthday. SOOOO SURPRISED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan ternyata segala mami ombay shagi mbak ami mbak ipah tau semua soal surprise ini. me love you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4Nf6HtAnI/AAAAAAAAAJc/kpvTGo7ZRts/s1600/30815_1446370287173_1470652228_1175032_5134428_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4Nf6HtAnI/AAAAAAAAAJc/kpvTGo7ZRts/s200/30815_1446370287173_1470652228_1175032_5134428_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480332638385144434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;tentunya plus acara siram2 ramuan bau. kayaknya itu wajib. dan gue wajib kena. jahat. fyi, ramuan untuk gue itu adalah campuran frisian flag full cream, madu, telor, terigu, cat poster aneka warna, dan......................segayung air got :' (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4Ne1NXtlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/w3dCQ0Y-bnA/s1600/30815_1446370847187_1470652228_1175041_4339156_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4Ne1NXtlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/w3dCQ0Y-bnA/s200/30815_1446370847187_1470652228_1175041_4339156_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480332619886868050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abang abang balonnya girang banget ngeliat gue disiram *ngeliriksinis*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4NfB7P0bI/AAAAAAAAAJM/iyKbBJgAtlA/s1600/30815_1446370887188_1470652228_1175042_8310393_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4NfB7P0bI/AAAAAAAAAJM/iyKbBJgAtlA/s200/30815_1446370887188_1470652228_1175042_8310393_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480332623300514226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is my brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4NfgCCTQI/AAAAAAAAAJU/9yBrQW6VTb8/s1600/29065_1444886650083_1470652228_1172353_1178541_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4NfgCCTQI/AAAAAAAAAJU/9yBrQW6VTb8/s200/29065_1444886650083_1470652228_1172353_1178541_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480332631382052098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they are friendssssssssssssssssssss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4NejSCzyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/1cBCXZigMMk/s1600/30815_1446371247197_1470652228_1175049_7308705_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4NejSCzyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/1cBCXZigMMk/s200/30815_1446371247197_1470652228_1175049_7308705_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480332615074631458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maaf ya dewe aku gemeeeees pengen ngerjain kamu juga!!!!!! (gemes apa dendam ras?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT WAS THE BEST BIRTHDAY EVERRRRRRRRRRR. AND THESE WERE THE BEST BIRTHDAY PRESENTS EVERRRRRR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4Pe7SnUOI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-K9CEPivc4s/s1600/IMG01075-20100507-1721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4Pe7SnUOI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-K9CEPivc4s/s200/IMG01075-20100507-1721.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480334820542730466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;these all were from the bestfriends! (except mucus tentunya)&lt;br /&gt;you have to see the scrapbook and more than 50 school friends'  birthday greeting for me inside! IT'S PRETTY AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4PeS0Af8I/AAAAAAAAAJs/bDngpu0mZUs/s1600/IMG01078-20100507-1923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4PeS0Af8I/AAAAAAAAAJs/bDngpu0mZUs/s200/IMG01078-20100507-1923.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480334809676939202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;these all from everybody. look the picture of me and dad, mom gave it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! A LOVELY BIRTHDAY, ISN'T IT? SMOOCH SMOOCH SMOOCH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-4361814436871673501?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/4361814436871673501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/4361814436871673501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2010/06/may-2010-hysteriaaaaaa.html' title='MAY 2010 HYSTERIAAAAAA!'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4KmKTHXuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/t8k2wJk8L0I/s72-c/29065_1444877169846_1470652228_1172326_2875941_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-7479301746173727590</id><published>2010-06-08T13:50:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T11:09:20.081+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Few months back into love</title><content type='html'>Selasa, 8 Juni 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAA UDAH SEJUTA TAHUN CAHAYA GUE GAK UPDATE BLOG GUE!&lt;br /&gt;*oke fine, itu lebay.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's do something normally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi emang udah lama banget. this is my first post on 2010. god, I must be so out-of-date. okay, I've got an idea! gimana kalo gue nulis sesuatu ttg hidup gue 5 bulan belakangan? a little bit trash-talking, as always, but who cares? *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new years eve! but as usual, there's nothing to do, no party, no celebration. i didnt celebrate any new years eve, just staying at the balcony of my house, seeing neighbours playin' cool fireworks, hearing sound of trumpets, and back kissing my bed. however, that was quite fun, so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang! I'd just noticed that it is 2010! Where's my little friends turn into 17, and I got billion friends to be congratulated in a more special way. Make surprises, scrapbooks, and presents. Well, then it was the month I'm back into crayons and drawing papers, and absolutely canvases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA3xWKlJgCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/sCVHEohlwnU/s1600/IMG00979-20100226-1908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA3xWKlJgCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/sCVHEohlwnU/s200/IMG00979-20100226-1908.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480301684679344162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is one of them. i made it for my Ressa Hana Perangin-angin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got bunch of activities this month! We start it from the first week of march: 5th march. JAVA JAZZ FESTIVAAAAAL! i always love being in java jazz, but not for this year. too disappointing that I can't even enjoy the jazz. yes, I'm talking about kemayoran as the new place and also the crowd. JJF is much better if it could be held back at JCC. however, it was my first time going javajazz with dewe. and the first time dewe met mommy! congrats, aditdewe ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA3zzDcThAI/AAAAAAAAAHM/XMmvo8msUCM/s1600/24090_1307083391234_1055015675_30825090_5672234_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 107px; height: 143px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA3zzDcThAI/AAAAAAAAAHM/XMmvo8msUCM/s200/24090_1307083391234_1055015675_30825090_5672234_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480304380002665474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me and dewe. yes front row on sandhy sondhoro's show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;now we're going to the next week after JJF. yes 12th march! guess what? me and dewe had our 1st anniversary. we got presents to give. wanna know? let's see ours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA3_LaRGqVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/G3eue3a-1G4/s1600/DSC00534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA3_LaRGqVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/G3eue3a-1G4/s200/DSC00534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480316893074467154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is one of 9 cupcakes i gave to dewe, pretty cute eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA3_KsATw8I/AAAAAAAAAIU/mzwqgiRR5tU/s1600/IMG01035-20100312-1738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA3_KsATw8I/AAAAAAAAAIU/mzwqgiRR5tU/s200/IMG01035-20100312-1738.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480316880655991746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i always love scrapbook. this one is made by dewe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA3_LP6ihDI/AAAAAAAAAIc/owvuZCzKTv4/s1600/IMG01034-20100312-1737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA3_LP6ihDI/AAAAAAAAAIc/owvuZCzKTv4/s200/IMG01034-20100312-1737.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480316890295469106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cant deny, nothing could be any sweeter than this one :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA3_KC764HI/AAAAAAAAAIM/qiBdg5aap70/s1600/DSC00529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA3_KC764HI/AAAAAAAAAIM/qiBdg5aap70/s200/DSC00529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480316869631729778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;these were the 9 cupcakes. there were mucus and grimmie, my dolls, say hello to them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;good thing to know about march is, it is the time for seniors having a lot of exams, and me as junior having a looooot of holiday! since i want to see any giraffes, so i begged dewe, ade, egi, and indah to accompany me. and this what i'd got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA32cj3G2QI/AAAAAAAAAHc/q3b4xTs1qP0/s1600/26870_1323353418202_1661857384_785802_2263949_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA32cj3G2QI/AAAAAAAAAHc/q3b4xTs1qP0/s200/26870_1323353418202_1661857384_785802_2263949_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480307292102908162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA32cNx4COI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4MreBt57Rp8/s1600/26870_1323353138195_1661857384_785795_2094125_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA32cNx4COI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4MreBt57Rp8/s200/26870_1323353138195_1661857384_785795_2094125_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480307286175385826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so bad egi could not join us :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, i got a new foreign friend there. he said Massa is his name, and he was having holiday here. his friend, ilham (an indonesian) said that he used to play in persija for few months and had been quit. anyone knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA32czO_VuI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rc7awr03-eo/s1600/26870_1324394644232_1661857384_788570_3022869_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA32czO_VuI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rc7awr03-eo/s200/26870_1324394644232_1661857384_788570_3022869_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480307296229611234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;massa yg pake baju argentina, fyi dia org argentina. ilham yg berkaos putih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a people's birthday month. Banyak banget yg ulangtahun! Dari birthday surprise sampe birthday party. Daripada banyak omong mending liat sendiri foto2nya ya :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA36kFrFY-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/k4bHNUWwPsI/s1600/25884_1435410686360_1265740039_31242101_3118320_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA36kFrFY-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/k4bHNUWwPsI/s200/25884_1435410686360_1265740039_31242101_3118320_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480311819484881890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happy birthday syarif hidayatullah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA36j_TCfxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/kG1PmUYswmE/s1600/25233_1407503316439_1498132028_31080179_6775045_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA36j_TCfxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/kG1PmUYswmE/s200/25233_1407503316439_1498132028_31080179_6775045_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480311817773416210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have a blast 17, divya brigitta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA36jRcEq_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/onh-Wuo_FWE/s1600/30926_1453850667348_1265740039_31284533_3085909_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA36jRcEq_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/onh-Wuo_FWE/s200/30926_1453850667348_1265740039_31284533_3085909_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480311805463276530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guess whose birthday surprise it is! -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA36jJ3sIEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2Ko7r0dGqBw/s1600/15015_1424527731038_1168103745_1261822_2972018_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA36jJ3sIEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2Ko7r0dGqBw/s200/15015_1424527731038_1168103745_1261822_2972018_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480311803431624770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it is Dian Ruth. let's say happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and many others. i just dont have the picture. well for everyone whose birthday is on april, happy belated birthday! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. We're now moving to may. Wait, may????! WELL YA I NEED MORE SPACES TO TELL, I GOT 28364940583087 STORIES ON MAY! gimana kalo pindah ke post baru? iya? oke? LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-7479301746173727590?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/7479301746173727590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/7479301746173727590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2010/06/few-months-back-into-love.html' title='Few months back into love'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA3xWKlJgCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/sCVHEohlwnU/s72-c/IMG00979-20100226-1908.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-2496130491293046673</id><published>2010-01-28T19:09:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T17:12:05.677+07:00</updated><title type='text'>say hello to the new doll!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4W6BzoXwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9bwemyqjxko/s1600/x2_8e9d5d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4W6BzoXwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9bwemyqjxko/s200/x2_8e9d5d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480342982729686786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a gift from dewe. actually, its name is sullivan. but we named it GRIMMIE. a new friend for mucus. say hello to grimmie, coolmates! :)&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/497365504095060873-2496130491293046673?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/2496130491293046673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/2496130491293046673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2010/01/say-hello-to-new-doll.html' title='say hello to the new doll!'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/TA4W6BzoXwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9bwemyqjxko/s72-c/x2_8e9d5d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-2154882944551103010</id><published>2009-12-22T17:58:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:04:52.099+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye.</title><content type='html'>this is a december.&lt;br /&gt;then a new beginning, a january.&lt;br /&gt;february is coming.&lt;br /&gt;then.. my march.&lt;br /&gt;april is on its way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ya then&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; MAY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love may. i always do.&lt;br /&gt;i always smile for it.. like life has never been this fun on may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT HELLO,&lt;br /&gt;this is 2010!&lt;br /&gt;it means i'm going seventeen, and i hate it. strongly hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my very first time to hate my own birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate being this old :(&lt;br /&gt;life was sweeter when i was 15. where everything was perfect for me.&lt;br /&gt;with daddy, with a good high school life, with that much playing time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may, please come slower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-2154882944551103010?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/2154882944551103010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/2154882944551103010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2009/12/bye.html' title='Bye.'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-4933983114441573353</id><published>2009-10-30T14:43:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:57:09.001+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know you do miss me, don't ya?</title><content type='html'>Jumat, 30 Mei 2009&lt;br /&gt;YA AMPUN SEKARANG ITU BULAN OKTOBER yayaya lebay walaupun emg lama ya gak update blog lagi, udah 4 bulan!!!!!!! oke stop being this "over"&lt;br /&gt;Aku sibuk sama kelas baruku yang sangat memutarbalikkan otak huhu. Kelas yg sekarang rada suram, I hate being in the class deh, tapi this month I am starting to enjoy the class, although for a little part of the whole class. Aku cuma seneng main sama sekitar seperempat dari isi kelas, selebihnya ya gak tau deh ya........................&lt;br /&gt;I was also busy of the LIA thingy. 3 bulan kemaren LIA bener2 bikin gue stress, dari buat essay, powerpoint, presentasi. Gue udah cukup sabar-sabarin untungnya lulus! Alhamdulillah deh ya (asik)&lt;br /&gt;Sama satu lagi alesan why I don't do blogging for this very long time: TWITTER. Gue mulai jatuh cinta sm twitter, it is way more simple maaf ya hihi kalo twitter gue update tiap hari, kalo blog kan mesti nulis panjang ya kan jadi males :p&lt;br /&gt;Yaudah suer deh mulai mati gaya di blog, kamu mending follow aku aja ya di &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/farrassheika"&gt;twitter.com/farrassheika&lt;/a&gt; huahaahauaahau promosi good bye cool mates see you xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-4933983114441573353?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/4933983114441573353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/4933983114441573353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2009/10/jumat-30-mei-2009-ya-ampun-sekarang-itu.html' title='I know you do miss me, don&apos;t ya?'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-8033911197754497968</id><published>2009-06-01T12:50:00.013+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:42:26.442+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuffs'/><title type='text'>Introducing: Mucus!</title><content type='html'>Hello my coolmates there will be a sorry from me after you read it just because it's kinda junk post hehehe :p Fyi, i love teddy bears so damn mucccccccch! Yes especially after watching mr bean when i was just a child.. nah aku mau memperkenalkan my new besssssstfriend, of course a ted. The same one with Mr Bean's. Sebenernya bukan punya aku loh hahahhaha itu punya orang yang ngga mau ngerawat dan dititipin ke gue deh, terusss, nggak tau kenapa ya gue kasih namanya &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;mucus&lt;/span&gt;. Padahal ya itu artinya ingus gitu atau lendir, ada yg tau kan artinya? Hahaha tapi suka sm namanya kocak. As days goes by, dia jadi my mosssssst favourite stuff loh, HERE IT ISSSSSSS..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SiNwHLxURpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/vTTAftVrrks/s1600-h/mucus+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SiNwHLxURpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/vTTAftVrrks/s200/mucus+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342236851712575122" 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/497365504095060873-8033911197754497968?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/8033911197754497968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/8033911197754497968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2009/06/introducing-mucus.html' title='Introducing: Mucus!'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SiNwHLxURpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/vTTAftVrrks/s72-c/mucus+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-2238744723535568893</id><published>2009-05-24T17:10:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T20:52:04.711+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final exam is starting in hours!</title><content type='html'>Honestly i dont care what will happen tomorrow, i prefer for caring what will happen in my next 10 years such as what will i be or who will i marry with. Unfortunately, however, my next 10 years probably depends on how success my exam tomorrow.. So it's hard to say but, "Hello final exam! Let's struggling and fighting"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-2238744723535568893?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/2238744723535568893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/2238744723535568893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2009/05/final-exam-is-starting-in-hours.html' title='Final exam is starting in hours!'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-1030754032924707074</id><published>2009-05-20T20:57:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T20:52:04.712+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Holiday'/><title type='text'>Do you miss me?</title><content type='html'>Helloooo! Such a really long time not to post ya. abis nggak tau mau nulis apa dan lagi sibuk-sibuknya sekolah setiap hari tugas sama lagi seneng senengnya telfon nich sampe lupa punya laptop hahahaha nah karena malam ini my playmate eh bukan deng berarti namanya callmate ketiduran (huhuhuhuhuhuhu bunuh diri aja deh, lebay maaf) jadi nggak ada kerjaan deh kayak gadis nganggur. Udah gitu besok libur sekolah pula soalnya tanggal merah. Nah jadi bingung mau ngapain tiba tiba ada ide gitu (ting) buat buka laptop, ngurusin &lt;a href="http://plurk.com/farrassheika"&gt;plurk&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/farrassheika"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;, sama blog.. ide yang sangat tidak terduga kan? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah udah ngetik sampe sini gue bingung deh mau bahas apa. Apa ya? oh iya mau cerita tentang sekolah aja yaaaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang ini minggu terakhirku belajar efektif sama X-4 loh huhuhuhu crying. Hari senin tanggal 18 kemarin kita makan siang bersama loh nyaris sekelas, ceritanya traktiran ulangtahun gue fesya merin hihi curang :p seru deh agak melankolis aja pas dira bilang “eh ini minggu terakhir loh” eh tp ya cuma sepersekian detik kok suasananya berubah. Selanjutnya balik lagi ke suasana berebutan makanan hahaha ya toh kita insya Allah masih belajar di satu sekolah yangtentunya akan ketemu-ketemu juga gak usah lebay deh men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah since it also be the final week for teachers to teach, jadi ada beberapa guru yang kayak kasih kesan pesan gitudech. Yang gue inget tapi sih cuma bu desi sama mr hilmy (oke, hanya 2 guru). Paling males pas mister hilmy si guru english conversation itu bilang ‘jujur, bagi saya, kelas ini adalah kelas yang paling sulit ditangani dibanding kelas-kelas lainnya’ katanya gitu pake bahasa inggris tapi, terus bilang kita punya jiwa-jiwa rebel jadi sulit diatur. &lt;blockquote&gt;WHAT THE HECK YA SIR&lt;/blockquote&gt; padahal kelas kita kelas baik baik kok anak-anaknya baik semua pendiam loh. Aneh banget deh sampe guru-guru bilang gitu what’s wrong with sepuluh empat ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh iya inget kalo ini minggu terakhir jadi inget kalo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;minggu depan final exam&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!! Aduh gawat nih males banget serius dek dek ser gitu kalo diinget-inget mudah-mudahan berjalan lancar ya amin, wish for my luck &amp;amp; thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-1030754032924707074?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/1030754032924707074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/1030754032924707074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-you-miss-me.html' title='Do you miss me?'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-6749138128439881180</id><published>2009-05-09T18:50:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T19:02:17.369+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies' sign: bite us, we are cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SgVuXqPbh_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/sIssxC0TtM8/s1600-h/shg+dnsh.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 117px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SgVuXqPbh_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/sIssxC0TtM8/s200/shg+dnsh.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333790686445275122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Shagi Algivary, Danish Ara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(fyi, the left one isn't baby anymore, he is 12 years old!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SgVuXSg55wI/AAAAAAAAAFA/QfWg3K-vmdI/s1600-h/ac.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SgVuXSg55wI/AAAAAAAAAFA/QfWg3K-vmdI/s200/ac.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333790680076117762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Danish Ara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I Love her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SgVuXK08CpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/uYNZ6jfiKzY/s1600-h/a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SgVuXK08CpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/uYNZ6jfiKzY/s200/a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333790678012660370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Khalifa Daffa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The strongest sign :pppp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SgVuXPgpzAI/AAAAAAAAAEw/yTDK6h1VdQM/s1600-h/ae.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SgVuXPgpzAI/AAAAAAAAAEw/yTDK6h1VdQM/s200/ae.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333790679269755906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Danish Ara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;(yes, one more...)&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/497365504095060873-6749138128439881180?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/6749138128439881180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/6749138128439881180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2009/05/babies-sign-bite-us-we-are-cute.html' title='Babies&apos; sign: bite us, we are cute'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SgVuXqPbh_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/sIssxC0TtM8/s72-c/shg+dnsh.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-2952242684873308534</id><published>2009-05-09T18:43:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T18:22:57.386+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Hello May 7! (2)</title><content type='html'>Her balloon is cute, especially the way she gave it to me, thanks my cutie cousin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SgVtiHDAqQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/EwCrBJJb0Wk/s1600-h/ab.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SgVtiHDAqQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/EwCrBJJb0Wk/s320/ab.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333789766464874754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Danish Ara Indra, 4 years old&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/497365504095060873-2952242684873308534?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/2952242684873308534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/2952242684873308534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-may-7-2.html' title='Hello May 7! (2)'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SgVtiHDAqQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/EwCrBJJb0Wk/s72-c/ab.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-5144270581605759380</id><published>2009-05-08T16:11:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T18:24:45.154+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Hello May 7! (1)</title><content type='html'>Jumat, 8 Mei 2009&lt;br /&gt;Hellooooo yesterday was my birthday lohh! Hari kamis yg berjalan biasa aja hahahha, Cuma entah kenapa fesya hari itu manja banget minta semuanya pada maen ke rumah dia katanya bosen di rumah, gue sama armalinda males banget kan soalnya kamis kan pulangnya sore ngapain sih maen maen pasti fesya cm pengen biar ada yg anter sampe rumah haha suudzon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaudah deh akhirnya jadi juga katanya sita sama fesya buat ngehibur armalinda juga kan hpnya baru aja ilang pas siangnya gitu di sekolah. Agak nggak enak deh sm armalinda. Tapi katanya fesya juga nanti dirumahnya dibeliin mie ayam jd kita kita tergiur soalnya kita semuanya lg ngidam mie ayam hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaudah pulang sekolah gue ke rumah fesya naik mobil sita, ber6 di bangku belakang; gue, merin, fesya, sita, Linda, yuli. Masalahnya, mobil sita itu corona which is sedan dan selanjutnya tolong dibayangin sendiri aja ya. Parah banget deh badan gue beneran pegel pegel tau nggak sih…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyampe di rumah fesya ternyata mamanya fesya bikin es melon gitu hadeeeee si tante tau aja siang siang panas gitu bikinin es hehe udah gitu karena fesya bilang yang mau dateng 8-9 orang jadi dibikininnya banyak banget loh hihi asik&lt;br /&gt;Terus terus, tiba tiba hp ku bunyi, gini tulisannya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From: Dewe&lt;br /&gt;Lo keluar dulu gih fey sendirian aja ke yg ada telpon umum itu loh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hih beginilah kalo punya cowo bodoh ya haha, gue yg berubah bingung dan curiga langsung tanya fesya, “wah wah apa nih fe maksudnya?????” semuanya langsung mukanya berubah jelek trs bilang “YAH BEGO!” trus fesya sm armalinda keluar rumah trus ada dewe sm syarif masuk masuk bawa kue ha ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you got it? Jadi intinya birthday surprise nya gagal gara gara si dewe salah kirim idih suka bodoh kan hahaha padahal mereka mereka yg lain bener bener nggak bikin gue curiga, apalagi armalinda yang dari pagi bilang males ke rumahnya fesya ternyata sok sok doang............... eh tapi gue seneng kokkkkkkk :-) terimakasih ya teman teman, terutama mamanya fesya yang ternyata udah tau juga sm rencananya! Hihi big smooch deh EMUAAAAAAAAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-5144270581605759380?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/5144270581605759380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/5144270581605759380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-may-7-1.html' title='Hello May 7! (1)'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-5672271340334546997</id><published>2009-05-05T10:15:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:23:35.400+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>Welcome home mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Selasa, 5 Mei 2009, 10am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good day to go to school, nggak hujan kok. Tapi selalu ada alesan buat nggak masuk sekolah hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini nyokap gue pulang ke rumah abis umroh, setelah 8-9 hari gitu deh. Maunya ikut tapi gue punya alesan bodoh saat itu nolak diajak padahal sekarang nyesel hu bego deh. nah ceritanya hari ini gue mau jemput ke bandara, sebenernya ngga usah juga nggak apa apa sih, tapi seperti yang gue tulis di atas tadi: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;selalu ada alesan buat nggak masuk sekolah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apalagi hari selasa itu nggak ada pelajaran enak nya. Ada olahraga yang gurunya lebih banyak ngabisin waktu buat pengarahan kelas –fyi, kebetulan dia wali kelas gue, agama sama bapak guru yg suka ngejayus yang nggak banget hih, bahasa inggris sama guru yang no comment deh kalo yg ini you better see with your own eyes haha, fisika juga gurunya nggak jelas HELLO YA INI FISIKA gurunya bener aja blm tentu ngerti gue lah ini lagi tambah parah gue belajar ∑ ε + ∑ I.R = 0 nggak masuk masuk ke otak eh bentar itu salah apa bener ya hahahhaha, pelajaran paling terakhir ituuuuu bahasa jepang yang gurunya sih biasa aja tapi karna dari jiwa gue nggak ada tertarik-tertariknya ya goodbye lah hiragana katakana what itu, ja dewa mata -sampai jumpa- aja deh haahaha&lt;br /&gt;Nah ini gue baru bangun jadinya langsung inget &lt;a href="http://plurk.com/farras"&gt;plurk&lt;/a&gt; sama &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/farrassheika"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;, finally gue buka laptop langsung update deh! hehehe belom mandi belom sarapan langsung fresh from the bed lohhhhh. emang parah internet bikin kecanduan lama lama over dosis gue :p&lt;br /&gt;Eh ini udah jam sepuluh udah diomelin sama tante gue disuruh mandi jadi udah dulu ya nggak sabar liat belanjaan nyokap gue haha see yaaaaaaaa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-5672271340334546997?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/5672271340334546997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/5672271340334546997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2009/05/welcome-home-mom.html' title='Welcome home mom!'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-8108782897484614301</id><published>2009-05-03T00:35:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:18:23.793+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Midnight'/><title type='text'>Better Posting Than Sleeping (sometimes)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Minggu, 3 mei 2009, 1am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dini hari.&lt;br /&gt;Eh tengah malam deng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things:&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;Boring to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini insomnia atau apa ya gak ngantuk dan gak mau tidur tp kalo dibiarin tidur sih bisa aja tapi kok males yaaaaaaaaahihihi aneh banget deh&lt;br /&gt;Ada yang tau apa itu namanya?&lt;br /&gt;Ini masih on the phone masuk jam ke-4 haha parah ya seneng banget ngoceh gue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasanya laper banget&lt;br /&gt;Mau makan tp nggak berani keluar kamar &lt;br /&gt;Lampunya udah pada dimatiin, serem ah &lt;br /&gt;Gimana dooooooooong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mau plurk-an nggak ada lg yg online untuk apa&lt;br /&gt;Twitter juga nggak ada yg reply atau apa lah dan bingung update apa&lt;br /&gt;Facebook lagi bosen gitu gitu aja&lt;br /&gt;MSN lebih bosen lagi parah banget deh&lt;br /&gt;Skype sepi banget&lt;br /&gt;Ya ujung ujung nya blog deh tp nggaktau mau post apa jadi nyampah gini deh hehehe maaf ya kalo gak penting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh bosen deh kan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye &amp;Goodnight ya fellas,&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-8108782897484614301?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/8108782897484614301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/8108782897484614301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2009/05/better-posting-than-sleeping-sometimes.html' title='Better Posting Than Sleeping (sometimes)'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-4252987498775534795</id><published>2009-05-02T18:09:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:19:35.810+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Upcoming, Birthday, The Worst</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sabtu, 2 Mei 2009, 6pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am heading my 16th birthday, and it is 5 days closer for it. Honestly ya I cant wait for it tapi entah kenapa kayaknya kali ini enggak akan semenyenangkan itu. pertama nih ya, ulangtahunnya hari kamis dan gue nggak suka hari kamis hu gimana nggak males gue ketemu hari kamis itu. ya ampun hari jumat aja gitu kek ya males deh&lt;br /&gt;kedua itu karena tentunya gue tambah umur males banget makin tua aja tapi badan tetep aja segini-gini gila aja 152 cm/40 kg kecil banget buat umur 16tahun ih kapan sih ini besarrrrr capek deh dibilang anak kecil mulu oh iya jadi inget ada cerita nih, kejadiannya baru 29 April kemaren. Gue pulang LIA bareng adek gue kan, nah karena no one to drop us ya akhirnya pulang naik angkot deh :p baru duduk sekitar 3 menitan nah ada ibu kantoran gitu baru pulang (fyi, saat itu jam 7 malem) duduk tepat disebelah gue. Ibu ibu nya baik sih ramah banget tapiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii nyakitin. Mau tau kenapa? Karena di tengah jalan dia nanya gini ke gue yg saat itu megang buku lia gue, “dek, memang udah ada ya LIA yang buat SD?” OHMYGOOOOOOOD PARAH BANGET itu ibu ibu entah apa memang gak ngeliat gue banget karna kebetulan lg duduk dan gelap tp kan nggak mungkin juga sampe begitu ya bu tolong. Gila deh gue udah usaha mati-matian buat ujian SD, ujian nasional SMP, daftar masuk SMA, dan sekarang dibilang gue anak SD? Parah banget bu ya ampun sakit hati saya. Aduh maaf ya udah mulai agak lebay abis gimana dong masa dibilang anak kelas 6 sd gila kali gue udah 1 sma parah banget remaja ini gak ada setelannya apa ya gue ih&lt;br /&gt;eh tapi the last but the most thing gue consider ini nggak akan menyenangkan ya soalnya ini my 1st birthday without daddy huhu biasanya kado kado dari dia pasti unforgettable cool deh tahun kemaren kadonya teddy bear yg besaaaaaar sekali and I love for hugging it, then finally now it becomes the only one I can hug. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;There is no birthday cake will be delicious, no candles will be delightedly blown, no hands-clapping will be heard melodious, no gifts will be waiting for, without you dad :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-4252987498775534795?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/4252987498775534795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/4252987498775534795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2009/05/upcoming-birthday-worst.html' title='Upcoming, Birthday, The Worst'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-5906546196900443662</id><published>2009-05-01T15:04:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T15:23:29.428+07:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Privacy is On The Air Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jumat, 1 Mei 2009, 3pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesnt know a thing called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;? Bener kan ya nggak ada privacy lagi jadinya (walaupun gue sendiri juga nggak tau gue punya privasi atau enggak :p) because everything is on the news feed. Ya ini gue lg bahas bentuk homepage facebook yg baru loh yg gara gara itu sekarang gue mau wall in siapa aja masuk ke news feed orang. Kan orang yang nggakmau baca juga gak sengaja bisa baca terus penasaran akhirnya cek wall to wall nya deh. Oke oke itu based on pengalaman loh hahahuahahuha&lt;br /&gt;Sama masalah relationship status loh hahaha gue pernah baca berita ada orang USA sampe cerai gitu gara gara relationship status suaminya singleeeee hahaha bego sih emang ya. tapi kalo backstreet (aduh bahasanya males ya gue males deh ini ngetiknya juga) ya mau gimana dong? hmm agak curhat perasaan. aduh belum lg kalo ending the relationship semuanya heboh langsung nanya nanya&lt;br /&gt;Oh iya ada lagi one big problem ya namanya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;status&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Status&lt;/span&gt; tuh seharusnya ya buat buat update terus tentang kita gitu ini malah buat nyari masalah ha ha bete nggaksih, kayak personal message di messenger loh inget nggak? Aduh itu kejam banget loh lama lama kadang. Nah kayaknya ini bakal kejadian juga di facebook kalo usernya nggak ngerti apa guna status&lt;br /&gt;Eit bukan berarti gue ngomong gini terus nggak punya facebook loh! I am the big fan haha online dari baru bangun tidur sampe tidur lagi kalo lagi pengen. Ya Cuma agak sedikit kesel aja sama homepage baru yang bikin semua orang tau apa apa. Gue juga yang nggak mau tau urusan orang jadi penasaran gitu ih kesel sendiri jadinya. Pokoknya mau homepage facebook yg lamaaaaaaaaaa huh udah deh jadi bete sendiri hihi good bye, coolmates!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-5906546196900443662?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/5906546196900443662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/5906546196900443662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-more-privacy-on-air-tonight.html' title='No More Privacy is On The Air Tonight'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-1450855238238727944</id><published>2009-04-02T20:06:00.015+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:51:47.511+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Holiday'/><title type='text'>One Day Trip to Bogoooooooor! (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..Jam 2an acara surprisenya selesai. Baru jam segini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; masa udah mau pulang kan kentang. Ya udah deh satu request adefanny dikabulkan. C'mon ladieeeeeeees, KITA KE KEBUN RAYAAAAAAAAAAA! (eh iya dewe sama egi juga ladies aja ceritanya ya :p)&lt;/span&gt; --&gt; &lt;a href="http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-day-trip-to-bogoooooooor.html"&gt;see One Day Trip to Bogoooooooor! (1)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;Masuknya mahal dah. Satu orang Rp9.500, satu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt; mob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;il Rp15.500. ahahaha pelitnya keliatan deh. Tapi ya udah nanggung kan udah masuk kebun raya bogor (mana sempet muter muter nyari gerbangnya), ya udah kita rela deh haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;Agak bingung ya mau ngapain di dalem situ isiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;a cuma pohon doang gede gede. Untung &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;‘main&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;an’&lt;/span&gt; kita tadi udah dicharge. Yaudah lah foto foto aja. Perhentian pertama itu di tempat yang ada terowongannya gitu. Sempet lah took some picture before finally bored soalnya nggak ada apa apanya bzzzzzzzzzt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdS7b2qsiyI/AAAAAAAAACo/lBGGiTt5q0k/s1600-h/IMG_3646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdS7b2qsiyI/AAAAAAAAACo/lBGGiTt5q0k/s200/IMG_3646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320083147036855074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;Kita back to the car deh nyari tempat yang lebih asik lagi. Kata indah di air mancur aja, nah egi sama dewe juga setuju sama usul air-airan itu. Masalahnya, kita nggak tau letaknya dimana dan kebun raya itu besar dan lumayan menyeramkan kaaaaaaaaaaaaan. Tapi karma gimana ya kita kan 5 anak pemberani gitu, ya nggak apa apa sih nyasar nyasar, bareng bareng ini juga tapi kan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;Kita Cuma ikutin jalan aja lah terus nah indah bilang “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;itu tuh ituuuuuu disitu tuhkeliatan!&lt;/span&gt;” hmmm iya sih keliatan tapi itu masuknya kayak one way gitu dan kebetulan dari arah kita itu tuh forbidden gitu. Yaudah kita cari cara dong bu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;at muter ke tempat itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;Entah ini namanya bego apa sial ya, kita nggak nyampe nyampe ke airnya, yang ada malah pohon pohon doang deh ya udah kita berenti di tempat yang enggak terlalu sepi –ya iya deh kami bukan orang yang terlalu pemberani eh tapi tetep aja kita itu 5 anak pemberani wakak. Tempatnya itu kayak ada tempat duduknya trus ada jembatan kecil gitu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdS7_qDRTQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7PCfXGEuzGQ/s1600-h/IMG_3669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdS7_qDRTQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7PCfXGEuzGQ/s200/IMG_3669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320083762125556994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;Egi sama dewe mulai rewel kebelet pipis, tapi ya iya masa pipis disitu. Jadi mereka nahan pipis dulu deh jadi foto foto (lagi). Egi yang makin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt; pengen pipis kali ya, foto gitu di pohonnya sok sok pipis haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdS7b-FUMuI/AAAAAAAAACw/4mvtNtKQmpg/s1600-h/IMG_3660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdS7b-FUMuI/AAAAAAAAACw/4mvtNtKQmpg/s200/IMG_3660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320083149027554018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;eh si indah tiba tiba nanya “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh ini pohon apa ya?&lt;/span&gt;” semuanya pada diem doang sambil ngeliat ke atas mau pada coba nebak pohon apa itu. Lah gue yang bener bener buta nama pohon nggak peduli lah hahaha, dewe juga kali nggak ngerti pohon jadi doi lanjutin deh makan lollipopnya ngabisin sisa gue haha. Indah nebak “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beringin ya?&lt;/span&gt;” adefanny yang entah emang tau apa sok ngeh “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;iya beringin ya&lt;/span&gt;”. Sementara egi nggak kedengeran suaranya tuh nggak kasih komentar. Ternyata ya egi licik diem diem dia balik ke mobil duluan mau ninggalin kita berempat, makin kebelet pipis sih kayaknya dia haha kasian. Sayangnya, sebelum dia berhasil ninggalin kita, kita berempat udah keburu tau tuh dia ada di mobil hahaha &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-_- yaiyalah suara starter mobil nya kedengeran banget berkali kali &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prepet prepet&lt;/span&gt; gitu. Dan gue baru sadar, setelah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prepet&lt;/span&gt; ketiga, KOK SUARA MOBILNYA ANEH YA nggak kayak mobil biasa dinyalain kok ini kayak mobil mogok gitu sih??????????? Eh tapi gue sedetik kemudian ngeh kalo yang lagi nyalain kan egi palingan mau nakutin kita doang. Eh dewe bilang “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gi serius ah&lt;/span&gt;” eh egi ngejulurin tangannya kayak bentuk &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peace&lt;/span&gt; gitu (iya maksudnya suer kan gi) sambil ngomong “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;demi Allah!&lt;/span&gt;”. Shhhhhhh (suara angin biar dramatis). Gue cuma liat liatan doang deh. Indah nyamperin egi. Gue yang baru ngeh kalo ini artinya gawat, baru nyusul indah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;Inget banget gue muka nya pada panik. Gue sih enggak terlalu mikirin mogoknya, yang gue pikirin: gua balik naek apaaaaaaaaa? Eh tapi 4 temen gue keliatan banget mikirin masalah mogok itu. Indah makin bikin kita stress pas ngehubung-hubungin sama hal hal gaib tentang beringin. oke akhirnya gue akuin, kita bukan 5 anak pemberani. Paling pucet mukanya dewe (pasti lah mobilnya itu), egi, sama indah. Gue sama adefanny malah foto foto hahaha parah banget. Kita coba ngedorong rame rame berulang-ulang kali hasilnya nihil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdS-LL4qbeI/AAAAAAAAADI/C3QwfuBwdgM/s1600-h/IMG_3689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdS-LL4qbeI/AAAAAAAAADI/C3QwfuBwdgM/s200/IMG_3689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320086159209688546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;Salah satu dari kita ngomong “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;air radiator kali!&lt;/span&gt;” nah masalah baru: pada nggak tau yang radiator yang mana hhhhh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;Untung ada beberapa bapak bapak yang gue lupa lagi pada ngapain, orang kebun raya juga sih kayaknya, nyamperin kita. Mungkin ngeliat ini anak cantik cantik ganteng ganteng ngapain pada ngotak ngatik kap mobil. eh bapaknya itu bantu kita menentukan yang mana yang radiator. Kata bapaknya coba ambil air dulu kita isi radiatornya. Dewe dengan muka super paniknya (kali ini lollipopnya dia lepas haha) berusaha ngambil air deh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdS9IyojoiI/AAAAAAAAADA/6BfeM3eMVwQ/s1600-h/IMG_3673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdS9IyojoiI/AAAAAAAAADA/6BfeM3eMVwQ/s200/IMG_3673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320085018559881762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdTBT3-BqYI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6-TVTolAqUQ/s1600-h/IMG_3678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdTBT3-BqYI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6-TVTolAqUQ/s200/IMG_3678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320089607017179522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;Oke kata bapaknya radiator beres, coba nyalain lagi. Pertama kita dorooooooong, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prepet prepet&lt;/span&gt;. Sial suara itu lagi suara itu lagi. Ulang lagi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prepet&lt;/span&gt; lagi. Gitu gitu terus. Aduh ini soluna merahnya dewe ngambekan banget. Kata bapaknya “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;padahal ini udah nggak kenapa kenapa loh dek&lt;/span&gt;” aduh sumpah suasana makin mistis deh apa gara gara egi pura pura pipis di pohonnya ya?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; muka kita serius semua jadinya campur muka takut. Akhirnya bapaknya nawarin buat manggil montir. Kita yang mau mobilnya baik lagi ya setuju. Egi nemenin bapak bapaknya manggil montir, naik motor. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;Dewe yang jadi pinter mendadak bilang “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh coba lagi deh kita jauhin dulu mobilnya dari pohonnya terus coba nyalain lagi&lt;/span&gt;”. Yaudah karena egi nggak ada, yang dorong jadi cuma ade dan indah. Hahahaha gue lagi megang SLR sama lollipop sih jadi nggak bisa bantu, kalo bantu juga nggak ngaruh kan. Tau nggak sih mobilnya nggak gerak sama sekali -_- dasar wanita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdS-LV1Cf6I/AAAAAAAAADQ/DG5E72-cu6Y/s1600-h/IMG_3703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdS-LV1Cf6I/AAAAAAAAADQ/DG5E72-cu6Y/s200/IMG_3703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320086161878843298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;Yaudah dewe turun, nyuruh ade yang bawa mobilnya. Untuk kesekian kali, doroooooooooong, gue yang udah biasa denger bunyi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prepet prepet&lt;/span&gt; kaget loh kok bukan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prepet&lt;/span&gt; suaranya? KOK NYALA KAYAK MOBIL BIASANYA????? Gila indah sama dewe loncat loncat girang. Ade yang masih dalem mobil mukanya jadi antara kaget sama seneng. Gue sebagai sie dokumentasi selain girang mobilnya nyala juga girang foto foto muka mereka kocak-kocak banget ngahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdS_eUGCv0I/AAAAAAAAADY/y0CTLiuJNyA/s1600-h/IMG_3707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdS_eUGCv0I/AAAAAAAAADY/y0CTLiuJNyA/s200/IMG_3707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320087587342434114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdS_eSB_YzI/AAAAAAAAADg/HwUVfcLQpPA/s1600-h/IMG_3708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdS_eSB_YzI/AAAAAAAAADg/HwUVfcLQpPA/s200/IMG_3708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320087586788565810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdS_elJKq5I/AAAAAAAAADo/0TC-mrmkjWE/s1600-h/IMG_3714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdS_elJKq5I/AAAAAAAAADo/0TC-mrmkjWE/s200/IMG_3714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320087591918939026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;Egi dateng sama bapak baik hati dan montir. Egi pertama mukanya kaget mobil udah nggak ada di deket pohon tadi, dia kira &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dia ditinggalin tapi terus dewe teriak ke egi ngasih tau mobilnya nyala, egi mukanya sumringah deh hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdS_euFFW2I/AAAAAAAAADw/9j9ADBnzo0I/s1600-h/IMG_3718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdS_euFFW2I/AAAAAAAAADw/9j9ADBnzo0I/s200/IMG_3718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320087594317732706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;Gue yang takut kejadian kedua kali lagi langsung ajak pulang. Nggak mau tau walaupun masuknya mahal (agak sayang sih hua) tetep aja mau jauh jauh gue dari pohonnya. Yang lain juga nggak mau lagi deket deket pohonnya. Jadilah kita pulang dengan kondisi egi sama dewe masih kebelet pipis dari tadi, maaf ya teman teman :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;"  lang="IN"&gt;Pulangnya itu masih jam 3an, pada nggak mau langsung pulang jadilah kita karaokean dulu di inul vista terdekat dari rumah gue hahaha pulang jam 7an setelah nganter adefanny, besoknya masuk pula hhhhhhh what a tiring and unforgettable scary holidayyyyyyyy see you on my next school holiday story, smooch&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-1450855238238727944?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/1450855238238727944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/1450855238238727944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='One Day Trip to Bogoooooooor! (2)'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdS7b2qsiyI/AAAAAAAAACo/lBGGiTt5q0k/s72-c/IMG_3646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-455203589884602783</id><published>2009-04-02T17:07:00.016+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:48:45.200+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Holiday'/><title type='text'>One Day Trip to Bogoooooooor! (1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;March 30&lt;/span&gt;, a school holiday. such a good day to went outside. Okay, prepare your cup of hot coffee or just leave this blog because it will be a really enjoyable loooooooooooooooooong story.. here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenernya ini mendadak banget deh, gue, Egi, Adefanny, sama Dewe dimintai tolong sama indah buat nemenin dia ketemuan sama pacarnya yang anak bogor gitu (asik) buat ngasih birthday surprise karena tepat hari itu si Niko Pramona –hmmmmm oke, Pramono- si cowoknya indah itu genap 18 tahun. Dimulai dari pagi grasak grusuknya si indah soalnya sekolah dia tuh enggak libur gitu deh ya ngerti kan maksudnya apaaaaaaaa? Jadi pagi pagi jam setengah 7 gitu dia udah sukses membangunkan gue dengan telfonnya dan segera ke rumah gue. Ya kurang lebih jam 8.30  kita berlima baru deh berangkat ke Bogor lewat tol JORR dengan mobilnya Dewe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat kami selain indah, ini pertama kalinya kita ke Bogor nggak sama keluarga deh. Ya tau sendiri kan buat apa kita Cuma main ke bogor doang gitu, masa iya mau ke Tajur beli beli tas. Dan kesan pertama kita: jauh. Udah kayak mau ke bandung tolnya panjaaaaaaaaaang banget nggak keliatan keliatan ujungnya. jadi banyak yang rewel terutama adefanny (ehem) yang dari pertama ngeliat plang ada tulisan puncaknya udah request mau ke taman safari. Dan untungnyaaaaa, gue punya temen yang kebetulan pinter –iya kan ya gi kebetulan DVDnya belum dikeluarin dari tas lo?- Iya si egi bawa DVD Avenged Sevenfold gitu. Lumayan deh daripada sepanjang jalan Cuma dengerin request ade yang mau ke Taman Safari, Kebun Raya, Rumah Hantu, krik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSZ15BnzDI/AAAAAAAAABg/uvOkg12fgTU/s1600-h/IMG_3469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSZ15BnzDI/AAAAAAAAABg/uvOkg12fgTU/s200/IMG_3469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320046210951138354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahhhhhhh, kurang lebih jam 9.45 akhirnya kita menemukan ujung tolnya! Kalo di schedulenya indah, next mission: cari pizza hut buat beli pizza, ngegantiin birthday cake buat niko. Keluar tol, si dewe inisiatif belok kiri, eh apa emang Cuma kesitu doang kali bisanya lupa gue, nah begonya baru aja nengok kiri eh udah dewe bilang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"lah itu pizza hut"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. Ahhh naluri adventure gue dan teman teman kecewa ah. Segini doang muter muter bogornya? Ya tapi karena kata indah seluruh jalan bogor one way dan kalo udah nyasar susah lagi muternya ya yaudah deh kita jadi beli pizza nya disitu aja. Sepi banget pizzanya, indah yang kebetulan bermasalah dengan perutnya udah seneng aja jadi kan masalah perutnya bisa lebih aman kalo sepi. Eh tepat depan pintunya kita sadar kalo pizza hutnya sepi karena belom buka. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Huft&lt;/span&gt; abis kali ya. pintunya masih dikunci. Mbak mbaknya baru mau bukain jam 10, kata dewe saat itu jam 9.50. Yaampun 10 menit lagi pelit banget kan mbaknya kasian indah udah mules hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songongnya, baru jam 10 lewat dibukanya. Untung indah udah cari kamar mandi alternatif dari bermenit menit lalu. Indah sama adefanny order deh yang toppingnya cheese semua karena kata indah niko suka banget sama keju. Finally on 10.30 we got the pizza in our hands! (thanks god)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next mission: ke SMAN 3 Bogor, finding for a place called ‘Ucup’, katanya sih tempat nongkrong si niko. Hahaha jadi kayak reality show macam termehek mehek. Keluar pizza hut, egi nanya ke satpam dimana SMA 3 kata satpamnya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"keluar ke kiri dek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;". Eh bener bener ya, baru belok kiri kayaknya eh udah keliatan SMA 3nya di ujung jalan. Ah nggak asik banget ini nggak make sense woy. Yaudah akhirnya kita berenti gitu, si indah turun mau nyari tau kelas 3nya pulang jam berapa (bener kan kayak termehek mehek??????) nah didapatkan informasi kalo kelas 3nya lagi tryout dan pulang jam 11an. Oh iya indah juga nanya dimana letak ucup. Karena tepat di depan ucup ada tempat makan gitu namanya bakul bakul. Jadi kita sekalian makan aja deh disitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSZ16t6NZI/AAAAAAAAABo/Vhi-IVfhB_0/s1600-h/IMG_3620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSZ16t6NZI/AAAAAAAAABo/Vhi-IVfhB_0/s200/IMG_3620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320046211405329810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ucup lo&lt;/span&gt;hhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enggak tau jam kita yang salah apa gimana, tapi niko keluarnya lamaaaaaaaaaa banget. Untung sambil makan jadi nggak gitu kerasa ha ha. oh iya untung juga dewe bawa SLRnya jadi ada mainan deh kita. Tapi bener deh itu ngaret banget keluarnya. Jadilah pada sibuk masing masing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSeaGdLF_I/AAAAAAAAABw/7mp8SeZvTkU/s1600-h/IMG_3555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSeaGdLF_I/AAAAAAAAABw/7mp8SeZvTkU/s200/IMG_3555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320051231078160370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Adefanny dengan ice capuccinonya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSYJwvm0nI/AAAAAAAAABI/TrsTjNBpz68/s1600-h/IMG_3531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSYJwvm0nI/AAAAAAAAABI/TrsTjNBpz68/s200/IMG_3531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320044353302221426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Farras dengan KelaMoednya -_-&lt;br /&gt;(it is the same way it wrote in the menu list)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSfVV0jakI/AAAAAAAAAB4/uEs_WllQn8E/s1600-h/IMG_3525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSfVV0jakI/AAAAAAAAAB4/uEs_WllQn8E/s200/IMG_3525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320052248815036994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Indah dengan semangkok soto bandung alotnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSYJ0Vx-wI/AAAAAAAAABQ/waezGW38BiA/s1600-h/IMG_3499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSYJ0Vx-wI/AAAAAAAAABQ/waezGW38BiA/s200/IMG_3499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320044354267642626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Egi ya pasti sama rokok nixotine itu deh –dengan isi refill djarum :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSYKHqkpWI/AAAAAAAAABY/uQp0QaW0aWs/s1600-h/IMG_3520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSYKHqkpWI/AAAAAAAAABY/uQp0QaW0aWs/s200/IMG_3520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320044359455122786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dewe sama gado gado rasa asinannya yang dimakan rame rame HA HA HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bener lama deh, baru jam 12an niko keluar. Indah udah telfon telfonan sama temennya niko yang namanya eja, jadi si eja yang ngajak ke bakul bakul. Niko udah keliatan di ujung jalan bareng sama eja yang gue juga nggak tau gimana alesan dia bawa niko kesitu, while we havent light the candle yet! abis kita cuma lama nyoret nyoret segala macem ucapan sama gambar gambar nggak jelas di kotak pizzanya mulai dari tulisan alay sampe gambar '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no smoking just kissing&lt;/span&gt;' sign wakakakak. Indah ngumpet dulu berdua gue nyalain lilin yang susah banget buat nyala, gue sempet mikir ini lilin palsu yang nggak bisa kebakar kali indah diboongin yang jual kali nih sampe kaki gue udah lemes geregetan gini, tapi untungnya akhirnya nyala juga, indah keluar deh dari tempat persembunyian. Tadaaaaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bodohnya ade, egi, sama dewe cuma bengong, nggak sama sekali ngebantu buat jadi birthday song choir. Tapi lumayan deh niko nya udah cengo antara bingung dan kaget hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSfVaG1wzI/AAAAAAAAACA/GDf3n2xgK0I/s1600-h/IMG_3577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSfVaG1wzI/AAAAAAAAACA/GDf3n2xgK0I/s200/IMG_3577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320052249965478706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ya setelah itu ya kayak ulangtahun biasanya deh, ada tiup lilin, dll. Walaupun nggak ada kissing part hhhhhhhh payah udah ditungguin tak kunjung jua yang ada cuma tos tos huuuuuuu we want more we want more ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSgxd3Mq2I/AAAAAAAAACI/u86MN-osXI4/s1600-h/IMG_3580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSgxd3Mq2I/AAAAAAAAACI/u86MN-osXI4/s200/IMG_3580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320053831521577826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSgxVvIEJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Hv4mXsT0oho/s1600-h/IMG_3628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSgxVvIEJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Hv4mXsT0oho/s200/IMG_3628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320053829340237970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSgxmaUtgI/AAAAAAAAACY/K3iGDbSyxzQ/s1600-h/IMG_3616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSgxmaUtgI/AAAAAAAAACY/K3iGDbSyxzQ/s200/IMG_3616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320053833816389122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSgxhFNiwI/AAAAAAAAACg/K_vJ36dYkyw/s1600-h/IMG_3586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSgxhFNiwI/AAAAAAAAACg/K_vJ36dYkyw/s200/IMG_3586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320053832385661698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Oh iya yang kiri di foto paling bawah itu yang namanya eja, halo eja! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam 2an acara surprisenya selesai. Baru jam segini masa udah mau pulang kan kentang. Ya udah deh satu request adefanny dikabulkan. C'mon ladieeeeeeees, KITA KE KEBUN RAYAAAAAAAAAAA! (eh iya dewe sama egi juga ladies aja ceritanya ya :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(next on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;One Day Trip to Bogoooooooor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; part 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-455203589884602783?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/455203589884602783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/455203589884602783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-day-trip-to-bogoooooooor.html' title='One Day Trip to Bogoooooooor! (1)'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SdSZ15BnzDI/AAAAAAAAABg/uvOkg12fgTU/s72-c/IMG_3469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-127094021425104786</id><published>2009-02-17T19:02:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T00:57:53.641+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mbak'/><title type='text'>Mbak gue gak ada matinya! (Repost)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Selasa, 17 Februari 2009, 7pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mbak gue itu.............................unik!&lt;br /&gt;Cuma itu yang bisa gue sebut kalo ada orang nyuruh gue deskripsiin mbak gue dengan satu kata. Oh iya mbak yang dimaksud di sini asisten rumah tangga itu loh, ga mau gue sebut ah namanya, kasian nanti reputasinya jadi buruk hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Nih ya, banyak banget kejadian unik gue bareng mbak gue, i will tell you one by one, here you are......&lt;br /&gt;Pertama ya, suatu hari gue pulang sekolah gitu, seperti biasanya gue manggil mbak gue untuk nanya adakah makanan yang bisa saya makan. Nah waktu itu pas lagi nyari nyari sekian lama ke berbagai pelosok rumah gue, org yg dicari gak kunjung ketemu. Yaudah deh karena ada nenek gue depan tv yang daritadi Cuma ngeliatin gue mondar mandir (iya ngeliatin dan nggak kepikiran apa gitu buat nanya astaga), gue tanya deh ke nenek gue saat itu tentang keberadaan mbak gue. Inget banget gue jawaban nenek gue gini “&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;iya dari tadi jam 10 dia ke salon, mau apa namanya bon apa itu&lt;/span&gt;?”. Gue berusaha menebak whether she means &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;rebonding&lt;/span&gt; or not, dan kata nenek gue betul. Ya ampun bengong deh gue apalagi tambah ya pas gue liat jam, waktu saat itu menunjukkan pukul 17.00 WIB dan itu berarti udah 7 jam dia di saloooooooooooon&lt;br /&gt;Cerita kedua! Masih tentang mbak gue (ya iyalah ya), setting waktunya juga masih pas pulang sekolah. Gue baru saja menginjakkan kaki ke dalem rumah while my &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;mbak &lt;/span&gt;was running to me and calling my name. Gue bingung lah dalem hati gue mikir ada apa ni orang lebay banget deh -_- terus eh dia mengeluarkan handphone berkamera entah milik siapa (waktu itu dia masih pake hp with no camera gitudeh), dan bilang "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ras tolong dicetak ya foto mbak, ada 5 nih, yg 3 buat di dompet aja kalo yang 2 lagi gede gede ya sebuku tulis ukurannya&lt;/span&gt;" HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH gue melotot sampe muka gua tambah jelek kalituh apalagi liat pose posenya yang hm ya you know lah ga usah dijelasin juga deh. &lt;br /&gt;Terus suatu saat gue sama sepupu gue cek hp nenek gue, dia ga ngerti cara mengoperasikannya selain telfon dan baca sms jadi suka dimanfaatin gitu sama orang orang sekitar terutama kami cucunya hahaha, nah ya guess what gue nemuin apa?!?!?!?! Berapa buah foto mbak gue dengan pose oke. Plus beberapa sms dengan mengaku dimiscall gitu. Aduh memang dia ga pernah sedikitpun pake pulsa nenek gue sih, ya Cuma agak shock aja liat galeri nya hahahaha sumpah deh ya masih ngakak gue kalo inget ingetnya -____-“&lt;br /&gt;Terus ya ada catatan tambahan, mbak gue agak ganjen deh ya haha masa suka banyak yang nelfon ke rumah gitu, mending satu nama ya cowo nya ini mah ganti mulu! Ga ngerti deh gue itu siapa aja abis banyak banget deh lumayan, gue aja kagak ada yg nelfonin huahahahaha nasip&lt;br /&gt;Tapi gitu gitu dia mbak gue tuh! Kalo masak enak deh mana baek banget tau aja gue pengen apa hahahaha pokoknya itu mbak paling hebat sedunia deeeeeh mbak gue gitu T-O-P hahahhahhaha apa deh gue. see ya lagi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-127094021425104786?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/127094021425104786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/127094021425104786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2009/02/mbak-gue-gak-ada-matinya-repost.html' title='Mbak gue gak ada matinya! (Repost)'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-1869711564656583205</id><published>2009-02-15T18:57:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:33:09.225+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Balada Seorang Ibu Cina dan Bapak Gila</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Minggu, 15 Februari 2009, 7pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekitar beberapa minggu lalu ada sebuah kejadian, bagi gue itu hebat deh tapi kata orang orang itu bodoh masa....................................&lt;br /&gt;Jadi kan gue lagi make hairdryer gitu, nah gue kepikiran tentang sebuah eksperimen! Hairdyer gue pasang on, gue tempelin ke sofa kan nah hipotesis gue saat itu sofa akan terlihat kehitaman gitu kayak gosong. Wah gue coba dong eksperimen seru itu, eh Cuma bentar banget, Cuma 2 menitan eh &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;blep&lt;/span&gt; aja gitu mati hairdyer nya, gue cek segalanya dan ternyata kesimpulannya: hairdryer gue rusak. Nyokap sama ade gue yang ngeliat nggak pada ngomel sih, tapi ketawa ngakak banget ih katanya gue bego banget ih jahat ya mereka, padahal gue panik gitu soalnya itu hairdyer milik gue sendiri, hah sial&lt;br /&gt;Nah, entah kenapa nyokap gue lagi baik atau kasihan kali ya tepatnya, hari ini gue ke artha gading deh ke the ace hardware beli hairdryer baru (hore!), Dengan janji ga boleh ngerusakin lagi kata nyokap gue. Semuanya lancar kok, buat gue. Enggak buat orang yang bayar di kassa sebelah nyokap gue.&lt;br /&gt;Jadi gue ceritain kronologis kejadiannya. Ada seorang bapak gila, yes just call him like that, yang lagi ngantri. Mungkin si ibu cina yang dateng berdua dengan temennya juga nyampe kassa tepat bersamaan sama bapak itu kaliya. Trus dia bilang gini ke bapak bapak gila (yang juga cina) itu, “&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;permisi, pak&lt;/span&gt;”, yes then she went first to pay. Tapi, semuanya gak selancar itu aja –nggak kayak gue sama nyokap gue dooooong-.........&lt;br /&gt;Bapak bapak : &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lama banget sih ya bayarnya, ribet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu ibu   : (diam)&lt;br /&gt;Bapak bapak : &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lama, orang gila sih yg dilayanin&lt;/span&gt; (nah kan itu dia kenapa gue manggil dia bapak gila)&lt;br /&gt;Ibu ibu   : .................&lt;br /&gt;Bapak bapak : &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;dasar bego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu ibu   : &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;EH SAYA UDAH PERMISI YA TADI&lt;/span&gt; (mulai terpancing emosinya, sangat emosi malah)&lt;br /&gt;Bapak bapak : &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;GILA LO YA NYEROBOT AJA KAYAK CEPET AJA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu ibu   : &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;HEH! TADI SAYA UDAH PERMISI!! GILA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bapak bapak : &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yaudah ngomongnya biasa aja lo bego!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu ibu   : &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ini juga saya udah biasa! Elo yang bego hah!&lt;/span&gt; (sementara temen si ibu ibu itu narik narik ibu itu nahan nahan gitu)&lt;br /&gt;Bapak bapak : &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;BERISIK LO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu ibu   : (selesai membayar semuanya) &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;TUH SANA BEGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bapak bapak : (ngeliatin si ibu ibu meninggalkan kasir dengan muka jutek penuh emosi gitu)&lt;br /&gt;Nah gue sama nenek gue yang ngeliat Cuma bengong. Trus nenek gue membuka obrolan, “&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;kok gak malu ya?&lt;/span&gt;”. gue baru mau jawab saat tiba tiba si ibu cina itu dihadang seseorang ibu ibu juga diluar ace hardware dan mereka terlibat perkelahian serius. Ya, seriuuuuuuus. Dorong-dorongan. Jambak-jambakan. Ternyata itu si istri bapak-bapak tadi, ih udah kayak film action apa gitu yang ngejar ngejar orang, tapi ini Cuma gara gara antrian doang.....................ih gue mah malu deh.&lt;br /&gt;Sepersekian detik depan ace banyaaaaaaaaaaak banget orang. Pada ngerumunin 2 wanita tua itu sedang berkelahi. Nggak jelas gimana cara perkelahian ya, gue males liat deh, agak deket sih sama gue (nyokap gue masih antri di kassa, dan mereka berantem gak jauh dr kassa nya), manager sama security ace pada keluar. Sampe gue dan nyokap gue meninggalkan ace kayaknya mereka masih berkelahi deh, atau nggak lagi diinterogasi sama security nya.&lt;br /&gt;Gila ya orang indonesia. Nggak di lapangan bola, di konser, di kasir toko, beranteeeeeeem mulu -_-“ yaudah deh itu aja cerita gue hari ini, capek banget nih udah gitu mau ngerjain pr nya bu sinaga tentang parafrase puisi gitu, daaaaah see you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-1869711564656583205?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/1869711564656583205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/1869711564656583205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2009/02/balada-seorang-ibu-cina-dan-bapak-gila.html' title='Balada Seorang Ibu Cina dan Bapak Gila'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-4119312820908899417</id><published>2009-02-12T19:41:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T00:54:07.849+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><title type='text'>A Story about Dad (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Rabu, 11 Februari 2009, 3pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulang sekolah tepatnya, gue turun dari angkot gitu. 05a kan depan portal rumah gue (iya iya, nggak terlalu penting kan?), terus gue ngeliat ke arah seberang jalan, there are a father with 2 of his children who was riding their bicycle, wow it’s cute...............&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i was walking to my home that time (dari portal tadi loh), dan pas gue nengok ke belakang, gue masih liat bapak bapak itu dan kedua anaknya. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wussssssssshhh&lt;/span&gt;, tiba tiba 2 anak itu lewat samping gue dengan sepeda roda empat mereka. The oldest was a girl and the other was a little boy. Di belakang mereka, tanpa mereka sadari bahkan tanpa mereka peduli, ayah mereka yang jalan tanpa sepeda lari-lari gitu ke arah mereka, ngejar ngejar. Tepat depan pager (sambil nunggu dibukain) gue liatin mereka, anak anaknya dengan sepeda pada ketawa tawa, ayahnya yg kerjaannya was just only running to them tetep aja ketawa kayak seneng gitu ngeliatin anak-anaknya main sepeda yang apalagi ya padahal Cuma dalem komplek gitu kan?&lt;br /&gt;Gue yang ngeliat fenomena itu pertamanya cuma ketawa ketawa kecil aja. Tapi in a sudden, gue keinget ayah gue, lagi. Mungkin dulu juga gue kecil gitu ya, pas banget lagi yang paling tua cewek, adenya cowok. Mereka seneng seneng tanpa peduliin whether he is happy or not. Ya tapi ayahnya malah sebaliknya, mau mereka gak peduli apa apa juga, ayahnya bakal tetep seneng. Apa dulu gue kayak mereka tadi itu juga ya? kayaknya iya.&lt;br /&gt;Gue jadi ingeeeeeet, gue punya banyak foto waktu masih kecil dalem album bau tua gitu hahahaha, terus pas gue liat banyak banget loh foto waktu masih kecil gitu sama ade gue juga, ada yg lagi berenang trus ada yg lagi naek kuda zz aaaaaaaaaah mau teriak rasanya deh&lt;br /&gt;Coba ayah gue masih ada di sini, mau gue ajak main lagi barengan. Mau gue ajak main wii sport bareng sama ade sama nyokap gue juga, mau gue ajak nonton java jazz bareng –he would be a nice guide there hmmm, mau gue ajak main facebook, mau gue peluk terus gue bilang ‘i miss you too bad, i love you; it just a simple way buat the best way to describe what i feel’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-4119312820908899417?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/4119312820908899417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/4119312820908899417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2009/02/story-about-dad-part-2.html' title='A Story about Dad (Part 2)'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-8202587473195193339</id><published>2008-10-25T18:56:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T18:42:47.380+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mbak'/><title type='text'>PakSupir &amp;Si Mbak</title><content type='html'>Sesuai dengan judul di atas, maka posting gue kali ini emang ngebahas tentang mereka, ya mereka sebagai tokoh utama yang berperan penting disini hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Bismillahirrohmanirrohim, gue mulai darimana ya, jadi gini suatu saat nyokap gue nyuruh si mbak, “mbak tolong telfonin si heri (just call him like that) ya saya mau kerumah sakit soalnya” ya dengan perasaan hati ikhlas eh tapi gaktau juga sih ikhlas apa enggak, si mbak nelfon lah nah yang ngangkat istrinya si supir, mbak bilang “mbak tolong sampein ya ke heri nya tolong ke rumah sekarang juga” nah yaudah kan tuh gue kira juga gakbakal ada apa-apa lah ya Cuma gitu doang kan gakpenting juga kan..&lt;br /&gt;Hal tersebut berlangsung berulang-ulang, nyokap selalu minta tolong si mbak buat nelfon ke supir untuk nyuruh supir dateng ke rumah dan bodohnya henfon tu supir selalu ada di istrinya! Aduh gakmandiri bangetsih jadi cowok, haha. Aneh deh gakngerti gue&lt;br /&gt;Nah hingga pada suatu hari, hari itu dimulai sangat biasa, sampe pada sorenya nyokap nyuruh mbak buat nelfon si supir supaya dateng karena mau ngasih uang bulanannya itu nahnah ya kan si supir setelah dapet duit dia numpang makan tuh dirumah gue –betapa dobel enaknya yaaaaaaa PINTER LO JEMPUTGUE AJA TELAT MULU- eh dia bilang gini ke mbak gue “eh lo tau gak, istri gue tuh cemburu tau sama lo!” nahkan si mbak yg lagi minum sontak kaget dong gila ajadicemburuin, maka langsung keselek lah dia haha si supir bilang lagi “iya tetangga gue tuh ya kan supir juga eh selingkuh dia, jadi istri gue takut gue selingkuh sama lo” untungnya mbakgue kali ini gak sedang minum karna udah keselek tadi ya tapi dia ketawa ngakak, ngakak banget. Trus katanya si istri cemburu karena mbak manggilnya nama aja gitu, bukannya Pak Heri. What the?&lt;br /&gt;Sampe sekarang, nyokap gue -yg tau juga tentang hal ini- jadi nelfon sendiri deh kalo butuh si supir, soalnya ya istrinya tuh rada nyolot, kasian si mbak yang gakbersalah yaaaaaaaaaaang emang punya pacar banyak haha kan kasian banget udah dapet julukan wanita playboy (is it called playboy girl ha? idk) nah masa julukannya nambah jadi wanita simpanan, betapa buruk reputasinya, kasihan..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-8202587473195193339?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/8202587473195193339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/8202587473195193339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2008/10/paksupir-mbak.html' title='PakSupir &amp;Si Mbak'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497365504095060873.post-6806693432887762593</id><published>2008-10-25T18:36:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T18:41:18.247+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><title type='text'>A Story about Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;they said there were a lot of awesome men out there but i just know one and i called him dad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even havent started to think what i can do if it happen on me someday when the doctor said 'your dad was passed away. Oh i was never imagine what it would be but the fact is: it ought to be happened. yeah the first thing i did after heard it was just getting myself infront of the mirror then thought 'i just a little girl, i cant god, i cant, i need him'&lt;br /&gt;yeah i'm just a little girl dont ask the age of mine because the fact said i'm 15 but cmon have a look on me, i'm just a 15-years-old little girl (more little than others yeah), and because he realized it, so the dad accompany me every single day to go school and go everywhere i need. then that day -2 days before the holy Ramadhan- was just my usual weekend, i went to shop(s) with him and ofcourse my beloved mother, he did everything as usual yeah the usual him is having jokes and making me laugh every moment, and nothing special happened that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;last&lt;/span&gt; day, the one i remember is just what he said on my mother and i, "i'll never accompany you to go shopping anymore during the Ramadhan, deal?" all i did after heard it was just laughing at it. then next day was starting so usual, yeah the clock showed that the day was 7.30 in the morning and i was still sleeping tight in my beloved bed when my dad shouted at me to wake me up, I suddenly woke but not long after that I continued my short-time-sleep lol and the next shouter –it was on 7.45- was my mom and she said ‘oh come on wake up! See your dad, he seems like having a serious headache’ then what I did was still have a relax on my bed then that unexpected thing happened so fast and I couldn’t imagine, it’s just out of my mind………………………………&lt;br /&gt; My mom, my granny, shouted loudly called the name of God, I suddenly get up from my bed, ran fast downstairs and I found my dad unconscious, everyone in my home was panic, I just didn’t know what I had to do, then I cried just like a baby oh what a weak, they brought my dad to the hospital and the doctor said my dad had a serious oh emm really serious ill so they need to take him to the ICU room and it just been 3 weeks for my dad against his ill and I know it was a hard progress for him, I know he did as hard as he could.&lt;br /&gt;then here the fact, then I know that it have to be the best decision from God, I try to accept it while it’s too hard. a teacher of mine said, "its just a matter of time, sooner or later". Then start from that day, I change my mind suddenly, my type of man need to be someone like my dad, a smart and well-informed, responsible, unashamed (yeah he bought me a really big teddy bear on my 15th birthday and I cant imagine how he bought it in a girly doll store), funny, and loooooooooooooveable man like him, is there one? Call me if there was one lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497365504095060873-6806693432887762593?l=farrasaudiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/6806693432887762593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497365504095060873/posts/default/6806693432887762593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farrasaudiary.blogspot.com/2008/10/z.html' title='A Story about Dad'/><author><name>Farras Sheika Audiary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923232024832496872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FmnyhNzh274/SfqrFPcb3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqa3ymuRlys/S220/bow+2.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
