<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168</id><updated>2011-07-08T16:38:44.429+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sO oRdiNaRy!!</title><subtitle type='html'>Life doesn't have to be perfect to be wonderful... (^_^)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-3643821743668527910</id><published>2011-02-14T20:40:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T20:55:05.505+07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy f*cklentine</title><summary type='text'>in a perfect world, they said, a man should be older than a woman, so a relationship can be working.and that's something that i believe, until I've found you.. yes, you!!you're the one who finally gave it up, and thinking it's going nowhere.and i just agreed at the moment, i could accept the idea about that.seems i was wrong, completely wrong.I feel sad until right now.I'm missing you, everything</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/3643821743668527910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/3643821743668527910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-fcklentine.html' title='happy f*cklentine'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-5410163068190718156</id><published>2011-02-07T01:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T21:21:32.601+07:00</updated><title type='text'>you complete me</title><summary type='text'>penggalan kalimat dari film Jerry Maguire..penggalan kalimat yang kamu pakai waktu kita saling menggombal..tapi yang perlu kamu tau, itu bukan gombal lagi sekarang. you're really the one who complete me!last thing on my mind when i go sleep and first thing on my mind when i wake up.ga pernah bisa dibayangkan kalo akhirnya aku akan ketemu kamu.sosok luar biasa yang bikin aku sangat bersyukur, yang</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/5410163068190718156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/5410163068190718156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-complete-me.html' title='you complete me'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-7777553147058488599</id><published>2011-02-04T02:27:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T20:40:14.097+07:00</updated><title type='text'>and i said yes</title><summary type='text'>for all my life, I've been looking someone like you..someone, I can share anything withsomeone, I can laugh about everything withsomeone, that's perfectly fit on mewe know a lot about Chris Martinand we're talking about Christopher Nolan and Big Fishaksara, is always be a favorite place for uswe hate Durian and Avocadotraveling is our passionwe love going to the music concertand so many common </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/7777553147058488599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/7777553147058488599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-i-said-yes.html' title='and i said yes'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-5588073302754707995</id><published>2011-01-03T13:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T21:10:23.638+07:00</updated><title type='text'>take a bow 2010</title><summary type='text'>i always think that time is running so fast..so fast that i can even catch it and run along with..2010, a year without stories..i've been so f*cking busy and have no time to myself.working and working and working..kind of regret about it..so 2011, bring me more stories!!happy new year, new spirit and new hope..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/5588073302754707995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/5588073302754707995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2011/01/take-bow-2010.html' title='take a bow 2010'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-3761551345106829795</id><published>2009-11-28T16:40:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T17:01:17.474+07:00</updated><title type='text'>runaway trip</title><summary type='text'>what i love about my job is traveling..one of the program that i handle is happened to be a traveling program,that's why last week i had chance to go to Bali (again, and will never get bored..:p).not like my last visit to Bali, on this trip i had chance to meet some new people and visit new places (to me) that got me amazed.1. Ubud --&gt; so quite and peacefully, then i realized i quite like too </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/3761551345106829795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/3761551345106829795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2009/11/runaway-trip.html' title='runaway trip'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-142802421102516298</id><published>2009-10-06T01:01:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T01:16:32.047+07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear God (will always be)...</title><summary type='text'>dear God..here i am again, please don't get bored of me..You know what i will say..without words, You've already known what's on my mind..yeah, still the same problem, God..today i read a book about Elia.can i be like him?already known from the beginning what's his purpose in this life.and You showed him exactly what he must did.even his way was not smooth but still You guided him.and at the end,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/142802421102516298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/142802421102516298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear.html' title='dear God (will always be)...'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-2709171733305642559</id><published>2009-10-04T01:45:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T01:58:08.652+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the ugly truth..</title><summary type='text'>why i should keep thinking of you when i have decided to let you go?huushhh.. huuushhh..go away this crazy feeling..yeahhh.. the truth is ugly..ps : miss you, bubbly.. take care and hope you doing well there..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/2709171733305642559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/2709171733305642559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2009/10/ugly-truth.html' title='the ugly truth..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-954215843836530967</id><published>2009-10-01T23:02:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T00:02:45.744+07:00</updated><title type='text'>about religion</title><summary type='text'>still.. religion is a kind of huge issue for some relationship.like my best friend's.. she happened to be in this different religion relationship. she knows that religion is a big issue for her family. it's like a must that she have to have a 'same religion' husband. now she feels like it's going nowhere..for all my life, i've been taught in the church that i should to make a relationship with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/954215843836530967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/954215843836530967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2009/10/about-religion.html' title='about religion'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-1595088177460584354</id><published>2009-10-01T22:43:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T22:58:27.895+07:00</updated><title type='text'>how can you love someone but you say many bad things about him?</title><summary type='text'>casual talking between me and one of colleagues is about her marriage life.she's been married for about 11 years.. and what i've heard so many things about her husband, mostly are bad things..like how lazy and selfish he is, or something immature from someone that been married for that long, or about being irresponsible for his two boys, the last about his jobless for almost 7 months.i'm really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/1595088177460584354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/1595088177460584354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-can-you-love-someone-but-you-say.html' title='how can you love someone but you say many bad things about him?'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-4676119272860193100</id><published>2009-09-12T02:34:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T02:48:03.336+07:00</updated><title type='text'>eh eh nothing else i can say</title><summary type='text'>you came up this morningout of nowhere, out of the blueput a smile on my face for a while, but inside i feel sadi was wondering, "how can you do this to me?"you've been disappeared, left me with some questionsdo you think, you meant nothing to me?do you think, i slept well the last 3 days?do you think, i could easily through the day while i dunno how - where were you?do you know, i've been crying</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/4676119272860193100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/4676119272860193100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2009/09/eh-eh-nothing-else-i-can-say.html' title='eh eh nothing else i can say'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-4294060958657145209</id><published>2009-09-07T01:00:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T01:12:36.396+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear God</title><summary type='text'>dear God..i really need you, right now..people can see, i'm okay, but sure you know that inside i'm not okay..i feel so empty..in fact, i dunno am i happy with this life?i know i should be thankful for all blessing that you give to me..but can i ask you more?can you lead me the way?where i can find myself, my happiness, my peace and serenity.i'm so messed up..please find me, God..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/4294060958657145209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/4294060958657145209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2009/09/dear-god.html' title='Dear God'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-407839644405958704</id><published>2009-09-07T00:43:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T00:59:50.608+07:00</updated><title type='text'>please mind your own business, aunties..</title><summary type='text'>one bad thing when all my aunties are gathering together is gossip.they will talk about others from head to toe, from friendship to relationship, from family to enemy.i just dont get it, what's the point of all that stuff.i must admit, that i hate to be one of their gossip.once they talked about my behaviour, other time they talked about me being thin or fat, other time the talked about i should </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/407839644405958704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/407839644405958704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2009/09/please-mind-your-own-business-aunties.html' title='please mind your own business, aunties..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-4930259128382851901</id><published>2009-09-05T03:09:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T04:13:21.290+07:00</updated><title type='text'>you're a bullshit</title><summary type='text'>(dedicated to a kind of joke from the past)who do you think you are?mr. supernova? so you can play, pick and compare all the women you want?put a "religion" mask on your face so u think can hide your dirty mind and heart?i will tell you..you're just a joke..used to and always be..and for your own good, fuck off!!ps : love is not a bullshit, you're a bullshit..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/4930259128382851901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/4930259128382851901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2009/09/youre-bullshit.html' title='you&apos;re a bullshit'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-8975781052282682971</id><published>2009-08-22T22:15:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T01:08:41.094+07:00</updated><title type='text'>can you keep a secret?</title><summary type='text'>Talking about secret, i’m sure that everyone has it.  It’s like something that you want to keep it safe with yourself, and don't want to let others know. Some secrets are clean, and some are dirty. Sometimes we call it dirty little secret, maybe just to make us feel better..;pOnce, a friend of mine told me something. She said, can you keep a secret? Of course I can, i said to her. So she started </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/8975781052282682971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/8975781052282682971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2009/08/can-you-keep-secret.html' title='can you keep a secret?'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-9016433420873492285</id><published>2009-07-22T21:28:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:10:49.466+07:00</updated><title type='text'>desperate lover</title><summary type='text'>i dunno what's going on now..you never tell me directly what's wrong, instead you let me questioning for all the situation.should i believe in this condition "we're okay and you just been busy"?i dunno..bb, don't you realize that you never miss me anymore?i'm so messed up with this..ps: how do you know when you will say "enough is enough"?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/9016433420873492285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/9016433420873492285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2009/07/desperate-lover.html' title='desperate lover'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-7791046522352113184</id><published>2009-05-07T21:02:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:12:24.174+07:00</updated><title type='text'>miles away</title><summary type='text'>i'm smiling at you, miles awayi'm talking to you, miles awayi'm laughing with you, miles awayi'm watching you sleep, miles awayi'm dreaming about you, miles awayi'm praying for you, miles awayi'm thinking of you, miles awayi'm missing you, miles awayi'm crazy about you, miles awayso far away..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/7791046522352113184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/7791046522352113184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2009/05/miles-away.html' title='miles away'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-4732703786136754928</id><published>2009-04-20T15:17:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T04:10:34.658+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm sorry</title><summary type='text'>I don't know how to start this.My mistakes, I've been avoiding you lately.I'm just hoping, without words from me, you will feel it. And hope you know it.My reasons? You should not questioning about that anymore.We just have different view about happiness and how to live in this life.I guess, it's easy to find out what's wrong between us.I've just figured it out, we're a mistake.And please, don't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/4732703786136754928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/4732703786136754928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-sorry.html' title='i&apos;m sorry'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-4973244050053197413</id><published>2009-03-06T18:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T01:28:23.130+07:00</updated><title type='text'>[in memoriam of love - '11 januari' song - 1:11 am]</title><summary type='text'>there are no more words to explain itthere are too many complicated things that we can't hold backyou've tried, i've tried, we've tried..what i meant is not what you feel about,what you meant is not what i feel about,we are so lost about ourselves..and suddenly everything is so clear right nowwe've never meant to hurt each other but we did itshould love hurt us like this? it's so wrong..all those</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/4973244050053197413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/4973244050053197413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-memoriam-of-love-11-januari-song-111.html' title='[in memoriam of love - &apos;11 januari&apos; song - 1:11 am]'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-4306477999791072618</id><published>2009-02-15T16:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T18:47:40.048+07:00</updated><title type='text'>see u later, dai chan..</title><summary type='text'>so, you're leaving for good dai-chan..when i first met you, never thought that a year later i must see u leaving this country..the country, you've been living in almost 5 years..now it's all coming back to me, dai..when and where we first met..the way you speak in "strange" bahasa, confused with L and R when u text me..always have curiousity to taste 'new food' like nasi merah, babat, gule, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/4306477999791072618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/4306477999791072618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2009/02/see-u-later-dai-chan.html' title='see u later, dai chan..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-7345500356273212247</id><published>2008-11-16T00:38:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T01:01:07.905+07:00</updated><title type='text'>gara-gara pelit nih..</title><summary type='text'>Gara-gara males bangun pagi dan pelit, akhirnya terpaksa gua pulang ke Bandung dengan naek kereta api.. padahal bisa sih nebeng temen gua jam 7 pagi (OMG, tabu banget bangun jam 6 pagi di weekend).. dan kenapa naek kereta api, karena harga travel udah 70 rb aja..!!Nyampe stasiun sekitar jam 1 an, ceritanya mau beli tiket yang jam 1.30, udah PD aja dapet tempat duduk.. eh ternyata yang ada cuma </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/7345500356273212247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/7345500356273212247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2008/11/gara-gara-pelit-nih.html' title='gara-gara pelit nih..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-7660903317621924470</id><published>2008-10-22T15:01:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T18:27:57.073+07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><summary type='text'>have you ever feel like this?you're not alone, surrounding by all your friends in the middle of a bunch of people but deep down, you feel lonely..yeah, i must admit it, i feel lonely.. the scarest feeling that i ever feel..it's not like you feel bored because you will have some other activities to make you busy so you can let go the boring feeling..and for this lonely feeling, it just stays there</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/7660903317621924470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/7660903317621924470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-8664689047186896246</id><published>2008-10-12T23:02:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:53:43.722+07:00</updated><title type='text'>caca, are you happy now?</title><summary type='text'>there's a story about caca..someone, that i've never known before,someone who got me this blast.heard some of her story, at first i'm so afraid..about her losing mind because of this guy.friends and her family, just gave up to bring her back.called her, crazy and stupid.she's gave him everything, her heart and mind, even maybe her soul.in other way, he just treated her like some kind of freak.she</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/8664689047186896246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/8664689047186896246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2008/10/caca-are-you-happy.html' title='caca, are you happy now?'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-5791736513472893169</id><published>2008-09-02T04:31:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T05:26:07.763+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"gua tuh terlalu jahat untuk dia"</title><summary type='text'>ketika gua mendengar kalimat ini diucapkan oleh seseorang yang paling gua sayangi di depan gua sendiri, sedih banget rasanya...in positive way, gua bakal menganggap emang dia ga pantes buat gua karena gua butuh cowo yang PD ama keberadaan dia buat gua, bukan seseorang yang selalu merasa dirinya jahat dan ga pantes buat gua.in negative way, gua bakal menganggap itu sih penolakan aja secara halus, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/5791736513472893169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/5791736513472893169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2008/09/gua-tuh-terlalu-jahat-untuk-dia.html' title='&quot;gua tuh terlalu jahat untuk dia&quot;'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-2944065898004075209</id><published>2008-08-24T18:15:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T18:33:31.751+07:00</updated><title type='text'>labels 4 love - opening soon!</title><summary type='text'>dari sebuah malam hedon..dari sekumpulan orang yang bermimpi..dari sebuah kompromi akan obsesi..we have to do it coz we can..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/2944065898004075209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/2944065898004075209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2008/09/labels-4-love-opening-soon.html' title='labels 4 love - opening soon!'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjqvZFeBo2s/SL0kZfnUNzI/AAAAAAAAABc/02Fayh1XJgI/s72-c/Labels4Love+v5%28no+bg%29+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-7440255053168736803</id><published>2008-08-15T17:52:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T18:07:20.532+07:00</updated><title type='text'>yang tersisa dari segelas caramel frappuccino..</title><summary type='text'>She is a girl, he is a ghost..Met randomly in the middle of hectic crowded creature.She looked at him, never thought he’s a ghost.Just smiled and went away.It was the beginning of their complicated story. Another day, another month..In a place where so many birds are all around, they met again.The ghost told her about his dream, to be someone who can ride the bird.The girl told him about her fear</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/7440255053168736803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/7440255053168736803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2008/08/yang-tersisa-dari-segelas-caramel.html' title='yang tersisa dari segelas caramel frappuccino..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-65317180337464918</id><published>2008-08-09T20:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T21:25:27.891+07:00</updated><title type='text'>dark side..</title><summary type='text'>menurut salah seorang sahabat gua, "ada kebaikan dalam diri setiap orang.."dan menurut gua, sepertinya sih dalam diri tiap orang ada juga yang namanya dark side..dark side ini, mungkin aja cuma diketahui ama orang2 tertentu aja, dan ga semua orang tau..gua punya temen yang baek banget, sampe temen gua yang laen pernah nanya, nih orang pernah ga sih punya niat jahat.. akhirnya sampe satu kali, dia</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/65317180337464918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/65317180337464918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2008/08/dark-side.html' title='dark side..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-8706230556287202224</id><published>2008-08-09T20:04:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T20:20:57.475+07:00</updated><title type='text'>my great weekend..</title><summary type='text'>hari sabtu buat gua tuh berarti hari untuk bangun siang.. dan entah kenapa hari ini gua terjebak untuk ikut training " The Arts of Perfoming Corporate Image".. mana anak produksi yang ikut cuma gua seorang lagi, hiiksss..penderitaan dimulai sejak gua bangun, ceritanya sih target gua bangun jam 6.15, tapi ya ampun susah banget untuk buka mata jam segitu. secara kemarennya gua baru tidur jam 2, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/8706230556287202224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/8706230556287202224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-great-weekend.html' title='my great weekend..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-7934869023064581492</id><published>2008-07-26T17:51:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T21:31:47.005+07:00</updated><title type='text'>daughtry in action</title><summary type='text'>now that it's all said and done, I can't believe you were the one..to build me up and tear me down like an old abandoned house..what you said when you left, just left me cold and out of breath..i felt if i was in a way too deep, guess i let you get the best of me.. @Plaza Parkir Timur on July 25th, 2008..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/7934869023064581492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/7934869023064581492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2008/07/daughtry-in-action.html' title='daughtry in action'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjqvZFeBo2s/SJwluMNt4GI/AAAAAAAAABE/XM9pro7AlGo/s72-c/Daughtry+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-1147092716873870798</id><published>2008-07-07T11:31:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T15:02:14.413+07:00</updated><title type='text'>f**k all the ex</title><summary type='text'>f**k to all the ex who said about "this is over" but do "this is not over"f**k to all the ex who never let themselves to move onf**k to all the ex who never realize, they are so yesterdayf**k to all the ex who still jealous about othersjust f**k yourself then..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/1147092716873870798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/1147092716873870798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2008/07/fk-all-ex.html' title='f**k all the ex'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-2981969409210406323</id><published>2008-07-01T02:49:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T03:23:54.959+07:00</updated><title type='text'>why should we believe in marriage?</title><summary type='text'>sampai hari ini, gua termasuk orang yang belum memikirkan soal pernikahan.. --&gt; katanya sih bahaya..seperti tadi subuh ketika gua dan my soulmate lagi nongkrong di menteng trus ngomongin soal pernikahan, kita berdua termasuk dalam kumpulan orang-orang tidak begitu percaya dengan pernikahan walaupun kita berdua juga punya pemikiran kalo at the end setiap orang seharusnya menikah..jadi kita berdua </summary><link rel='edit' 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film favorit gua.film yang sedikit banyak bercerita tentang kehidupan gua en temen-temen gua, walaupun bukan bener-bener sama. film yang menurut gua cewe banget..di opening film tersebut ada prolog yang bilang, cewe tuh dateng ke kota besar (new york ato jakarta menurut versi kita) mencari dua L, labels and love.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/3956191746786880526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/3956191746786880526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2008/06/sex-and-city.html' title='sex and the city'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-1889453383071857375</id><published>2008-06-09T18:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T02:30:08.884+07:00</updated><title type='text'>090608</title><summary type='text'>we've come this far by mistake..never sure or believe this is gonna workshould be happy, finally got what i wantbut deep down, i know i'd not be happy as I expectthe thing is..if we never have the same believe about us in the futurewe're just waiting to see our goodbye</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/1889453383071857375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/1889453383071857375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2008/07/090608.html' title='090608'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-5676581579839308484</id><published>2008-06-04T14:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T02:21:08.466+07:00</updated><title type='text'>mistaken</title><summary type='text'>One step too far..All at once I was fallingLosing myself into yoursI dunno what to sayI dunno what to feelI dunno what we are nowWould you be my best mistake I ever made?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/5676581579839308484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/5676581579839308484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2008/06/mistaken.html' title='mistaken'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-7959434249281213303</id><published>2008-05-06T19:30:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T19:39:04.891+07:00</updated><title type='text'>drop dread messy</title><summary type='text'>love, i know it will never be the same again between usso if i should ask you these questions, will i get the answerswhy are we still herewhen will we stop torturing ourselveswhy should we deny what we feelplease leave mecoz i know, deep down, i can't leave you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/7959434249281213303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/7959434249281213303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2008/05/drop-dread-messy.html' title='drop dread messy'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-8279192743677112927</id><published>2008-03-04T11:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T11:22:39.287+07:00</updated><title type='text'>my scary birthday..</title><summary type='text'>apa yang gua rasain menjelang ulang tahun adalah takut.suer.. ini takutnya tuh ga jelas..maksudnya apa sih yang sebenernya gua harus takut-in..kehidupan gua kayanya sih ga bermasalah..kerjaan? so far masih so good..pacar? walaupun ga jelas statusnya, we still care of each other..keluarga? ga menuntut macem2..teman? they're the best..mungkin karena gua terlalu nyaman, sehingga lately gua kayanya </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/8279192743677112927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/8279192743677112927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-scary-birthday.html' title='my scary birthday..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-5243481187584643840</id><published>2008-02-14T14:36:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T11:24:27.903+07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy bloody valentine..</title><summary type='text'>Dear love..       Today, should be our first valentine but you’ve ruined it.Why don’t you wait for tomorrow to say those things?         I know I’m not the one you’re looking for. I’m far away from perfect.But don’t you realize how much I love you?Isn’t it love that you need from me?            It’s love that makes me so selfish to be with you so badly..It’s love so I don’t care about what they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/5243481187584643840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/5243481187584643840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-bloody-valentine.html' title='happy bloody valentine..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-4393176928145098161</id><published>2008-02-04T10:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T11:11:15.920+07:00</updated><title type='text'>no more..</title><summary type='text'>Beberapa hari yang lalu, pagi-pagi banget, HP gua bunyi dengan ringtone lagu Dilemma-nya Nelly &amp; Kelly Rowland..     No matter what I doAll I think about is youEven when I'm with my BooYou know I'm crazy over youIni berarti dia yang telepon! Orang yang dulunya somebody dan sekarang jadi nobody.Dan itu ringtone tuh khusus banget buat dia coz I was really crazy over him..Kaget.. Bingung.. Ga jelas.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/4393176928145098161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/4393176928145098161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-more.html' title='no more..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-3709516447429001504</id><published>2008-01-27T18:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T12:51:51.198+07:00</updated><title type='text'>what do you think?</title><summary type='text'>People asked me..Can I overcome the differences between you and me?So I told them..There’s nothing wrong about the differences between us.Now I ask you..Is my answer right?Let’s take a look at this…Movie and books are my world, but you don’t like them.I’d prefer sushi for my dinner, but you’d like to have rawon.My days are about to have fun, but you’re disagree with that.I adore of Amy Winehouse,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/3709516447429001504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/3709516447429001504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2008/01/want-to-ask.html' title='what do you think?'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-1318014210297565955</id><published>2008-01-15T11:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T12:27:46.355+07:00</updated><title type='text'>mantan pacar... siapa sih dia? penting yaa..</title><summary type='text'>lagi sebel.. mau marah ga bisa, ga tau harus ngapain..kalo dulu, gua nyangka sedeket-deketnya hubungan seseorang dengan mantannya, yah cuma sekedar as friend yang sering kontak2 dan curhat2, that's all..gua ngerti kok, mantan pacar itu cukup penting, secara dulunya pasti kita punya something special, cerita2 yang bakal susah dilupain, saling sayang, bahkan kalo ngambek2an juga udahnya tetep </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/1318014210297565955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/1318014210297565955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2008/01/mantan-pacar-siapa-sih-dia-penting-yaa.html' title='mantan pacar... siapa sih dia? penting yaa..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-8613235543768158276</id><published>2007-12-24T01:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T11:15:09.789+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't love you</title><summary type='text'>i don't love you..i don't love you, too..itu kata-kata yang lagi sering banget gua dan dia ucapin..ceritanya kita berdua sedang terjebak dalam satu hubungan aneh tanpa status, yang kayanya untuk menstatuskan hubungan itu kok sulit yaa..kalo aja di dunia ini cuma ada gua dan dia, lancar pastinya..tapi sayang, kita berada di dunia yang ribet dengan segala batasannya..masalah agama yang berbeda, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/8613235543768158276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/8613235543768158276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-dont-love-you.html' title='i don&apos;t love you'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-3337505996080882364</id><published>2007-11-01T21:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T16:44:34.451+07:00</updated><title type='text'>silly me</title><summary type='text'>Setelah cukup muak dengan hidup gua di jakarta, akhirnya gua menuruti saran salah seorang bos gua untuk cuti.Cuti yang berarti gua 'terbebas' sementara dari kota Jakarta, kamar kost gua yang sempit, metro mini 640, taxi express tarif lama, dan juga kantor gua yang udah kaya tempat tawanan di mana sekali dateng ke sana susah banget kalo mau pulang.Jadi gua memutuskan untuk ke Bandung, my hometown.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/3337505996080882364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/3337505996080882364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/11/silly-me.html' title='silly me'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-6022312801195102284</id><published>2007-11-01T17:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T20:53:24.142+07:00</updated><title type='text'>used to be somebody</title><summary type='text'>Life is funny sometimes..Once, we are close to somebody.We are telling each other our story and our dream.We know exactly every part of its body.No matter how much we hurt each other, at the end we still laugh together.Our life is that person’s life too.But, something’s happened.Slowly but sure, we keep our distance as far as we can.Pretend we're just strangers for each other.We become the last </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/6022312801195102284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/6022312801195102284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/11/used-to-be-somebody.html' title='used to be somebody'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-2930863981243451727</id><published>2007-10-28T00:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T00:46:03.733+07:00</updated><title type='text'>she's alone</title><summary type='text'>she's alone..never had so many sistersnever had so many brothersnever had so many friends indeedshe's alone..once has a heart but she gave it to himhe, who should be the one to keep it, has lost itnow inside her there's nothingshe's alone..knowing technically she was coming  to this world aloneshe's ready to leave it alone too..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/2930863981243451727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/2930863981243451727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/10/shes-alone.html' title='she&apos;s alone'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-6559050937701687157</id><published>2007-10-22T18:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T18:38:30.134+07:00</updated><title type='text'>blue monday</title><summary type='text'>From : +628151335xxxxHey hellen, i think tht u dont like 2 be with me.So nice to know u.bye and take carei dont know if i like him or not, but having this msg in my inbox, really makes me sad..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/6559050937701687157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/6559050937701687157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/10/blue-monday.html' title='blue monday'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-3848156571476855036</id><published>2007-10-19T19:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T19:38:47.527+07:00</updated><title type='text'>live for another holiday</title><summary type='text'>tired.. sleepylazy..boring..just need more holiday... uuhh.. never get enough for this..anyway, had great times in Bandung for last holiday..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/3848156571476855036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/3848156571476855036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/10/live-for-another-holiday.html' title='live for another holiday'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-609758483075624948</id><published>2007-10-09T10:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T16:27:31.649+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i don’t belong to..</title><summary type='text'>Woke up this morning, I was so lazy to go to the office. Just felt I lost my spirit.While taking a shower, I remembered what was my dream last nite.Hhmm.. I dreamt of my friends in Bandung.And suddenly, I miss my life there. My life that I’ve given up almost 2 years ago.My life that was so complicated so I thought I don’t even want to get back.But now, I must admit this life here isn't what I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/609758483075624948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/609758483075624948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/10/place-we-dont-belong-to.html' title='i don’t belong to..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-4395561765247277901</id><published>2007-09-24T12:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T13:05:59.818+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the namesake</title><summary type='text'>There was a boy, and there was another boy, too.For the first time, they knew they wanted each other.About this they'd never tell their friends..They were fell in love..But always, life must go on..The boy becomes a man.His parents wanted him to continue their business.Married and have his own family.But he wasn't rite to his parents.He's not she.Sadly..He said see you later, love..He broke his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/4395561765247277901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/4395561765247277901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/09/namesake.html' title='the namesake'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-1636500989712277218</id><published>2007-09-13T19:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T23:05:53.472+07:00</updated><title type='text'>something, call it faith..</title><summary type='text'>Just after one month, spending my Sundays without visiting the church..This Sunday, I went to the church..What's on my mind, I felt like I'm not belonging to that place..Minute after minute, I just can't keep wondering, what's wrong..Always the same songs, the same place, the same people..But felt like I'm a stranger..Hold the bible on my hand, felt the emptiness inside my soul..Right there, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/1636500989712277218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/1636500989712277218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/09/something-call-it-faith.html' title='something, call it faith..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-9222270856999493286</id><published>2007-08-08T17:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T18:04:05.767+07:00</updated><title type='text'>kok bisa..</title><summary type='text'>apa yang terjadi hari ini, kayanya ga pernah kita bayangin sebelumnya..seperti kemaren ini, pas lagi cari-cari lagu di ipod temen gua, eh nemuin lagu East 17 yang judulnya Each Time..spontan aja gua ngomong, ini kan lagu pas gua SMP, en temen gua bilang iya...karena dia lebih tua beberapa taun, gua bilang, kalo gua SMP lu udah kuliah lagi..udahnya kita ketawa-ketawa..trus dia bilang kalo dulu di </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/9222270856999493286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/9222270856999493286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/08/kok-bisa.html' title='kok bisa..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-6717761428283217312</id><published>2007-08-01T19:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T23:05:29.799+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hei hei!</title><summary type='text'>someone said..he can't sleep because of lovei can't sleep because of him..so..is he the love?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/6717761428283217312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/6717761428283217312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/08/cant-sleep.html' title='hei hei!'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-634298801682381458</id><published>2007-07-28T18:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T00:11:54.516+07:00</updated><title type='text'>my father.. the hero</title><summary type='text'>akhirnya..film yang udah lama gua tunggu keluar juga..THE SIMPSONS MOVIE!udah ngantuk, tetep aja bela-belain nonton..yang pasti ga nyesel nonton tuh filmdari awal ampe akhir, ketawa abiss..apalagi gua nonton ama orang-orang stressyang butuh pelampiasan buat ketawa..tapi di balik semua tawa itu,ada cerita menyentuh tentang Homer &amp; BartHomer..Sosok ayah yang 'jauh dari sempurna', yang sebenernya </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/634298801682381458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/634298801682381458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-father-my-hero.html' title='my father.. the hero'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-6137715383263972336</id><published>2007-07-17T20:46:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T21:31:50.311+07:00</updated><title type='text'>cerita tentang boneka bernama barbie..</title><summary type='text'>waktu hari minggu kemaren, gua nganterin temen ke giant..karena gua lagi teler banget en ga ada barang yang pengen gua beli, akhirnya gua muter2 ga jelas..sampe akhirnya gau nyampe di rak yang berisi aneka boneka barbie..entah pengaruh hangover ato gua lagi mellow.. tiba-tiba gua pengen nangis..melihat boneka itu, gua jadi teringat masa waktu gua kecil..dulu tuh keluarga gua bukan keluarga yang </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/6137715383263972336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/6137715383263972336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/07/cerita-tentang-boneka-bernama-barbie.html' title='cerita tentang boneka bernama barbie..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-3704084629420346821</id><published>2007-06-26T10:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T14:28:47.030+07:00</updated><title type='text'>big girls don't cry..</title><summary type='text'>The smell of your skin lingers on me nowYou're probably on your way back to your home townI hope you know..You told me how you're feelingBut I don't believe it's trueThe path that I'm walking, I must go alone..And I forsee the dark ahead if I stayWe got some straightening out to doAnd I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanketBut I've got to get a move on with my lifeIt's time to be a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/3704084629420346821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/3704084629420346821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/06/big-girls-dont-cry.html' title='big girls don&apos;t cry..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-1838390253615216063</id><published>2007-06-18T01:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T01:26:03.051+07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 5th anniversary!</title><summary type='text'>(kwangs on vacation - 150103)we've made a walk to remember 5 years ago..hope we'll made another walk to remember again..happy 5th anniversary!miss u guys..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/1838390253615216063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/1838390253615216063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-5th-anniversary.html' title='happy 5th anniversary!'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xjqvZFeBo2s/RnV5-W5zUCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/GxUNGuzDhyI/s72-c/Kwangs+at+Tanah+Lot+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-8019838454353003262</id><published>2007-06-17T02:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T01:09:48.602+07:00</updated><title type='text'>enough is enough..</title><summary type='text'>Never again will I hear youNever again will I miss youNever again will I fall to youNever again will I kiss youNever again will I want toNever again will I love youNever!(if i'm not that worth it.. so you are, pee..)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/8019838454353003262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/8019838454353003262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/06/enough-is-enough.html' title='enough is enough..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-8363919494359524506</id><published>2007-06-13T21:13:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T15:00:44.312+07:00</updated><title type='text'>numpang nyanyi..</title><summary type='text'>jika dia cintaimu..melebihi cintaku padamu..aku pasti tahu dia cuma bohong..bodoh saja kau tak pernah tahu..jikalau semua berbeda..kau bukanlah orang yang kupuja..tetapi hatiku telah memilihmu..harusnya kau rela tinggalkannya..jadikan aku yang kedua..bunuhlah saja yang pertama..walaupun kau dipenjara..kan kujenguk selamanya..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/8363919494359524506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/8363919494359524506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/06/numpang-nyanyi.html' title='numpang nyanyi..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xjqvZFeBo2s/Rm_8aW5zUAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/rcv_0DPDRbc/s72-c/gile+bener.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-3666807450212111402</id><published>2007-06-13T19:09:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T21:02:40.665+07:00</updated><title type='text'>suatu ketika di Jumat sore..</title><summary type='text'>dari sekedar iseng..dari sekedar narsis..dari sekedar tawa di Jumat sore..muncul serentetan ide gila..smoga ide gila itu bisa diwujudkan.. amiinkalaupun tidak masih ada sore-sore lainnya..:p(masih di pojok sempit penuh asap di lantai 5 - 080607)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/3666807450212111402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/3666807450212111402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-another-crazy-project.html' title='suatu ketika di Jumat sore..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xjqvZFeBo2s/Rm_qum5zT_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_fVqe6RMz9M/s72-c/The+Office+edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-435681164628136194</id><published>2007-06-12T22:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T13:09:02.943+07:00</updated><title type='text'>please tell me about this!</title><summary type='text'>One of my friends said that I should deal with my past..I dont get it..What is wrong with my past?Should I take a look back?Hmm..It happened that I have many beautiful memories..Hmm..Not that beautiful..Hmm..Had another sad story too..Oh my God..Too many tears..And at the end..Too complicated to compromise..I choose to run away..I have no idea what else I should do..(dedicated to Yoni - pojok </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/435681164628136194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/435681164628136194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/06/dedicated-to-yoni.html' title='please tell me about this!'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-2795885493750495930</id><published>2007-05-01T23:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T22:56:44.882+07:00</updated><title type='text'>kejutan</title><summary type='text'>Semua orang suka dengan kejutan, maksudnya kejutan yang menyenangkan..Seperti tadi..Lagi enak-enaknya gua jongkok sambil milih stiker di gramedia, plaza semanggi, tiba-tiba dateng temen gua yang dari WC trus dengan sedikit panik bilang kalo besok temennya ultah en gua kudu bantu cariin kado buat temennya itu..Pas gua liat jam, iih kan udah jam 9 malem lebih pula.. mana keburu??Jadi akhirnya kita </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/2795885493750495930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/2795885493750495930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/05/kejutan.html' title='kejutan'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xjqvZFeBo2s/RnFjSm5zUBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7JJa3OS8mBg/s72-c/sepatuku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-5789687854664599039</id><published>2007-04-23T21:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T03:35:45.900+07:00</updated><title type='text'>wine and candles..</title><summary type='text'>Last night.. 220407When you touch me like thisAnd you hold me like thatI just have to admitThat it's all coming back to meIf I kiss you like thisAnd if you whisper like thatIf you want me like thisAnd if you need me like thatIt was dead long agoBut it's all coming back to meThere were things I'd never do againBut then they'd always seemed rightThere were nights of endless pleasureIt was more than</summary><link rel='edit' 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sesuai dengan yang kita mau.Seringkali yang ada adalah cerita bahagia, yang berakhir dengan senyuman, dan kalaupun ada air mata, hanya ada air mata bahagia.Dan dunia satunya adalah dunia nyata..Di mana segala hal terjadi tidak selalu sesuai yang kita mau.Di mana segala </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/103709096507055430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/103709096507055430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/04/dua-dunia.html' title='dua dunia'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-9061869517535987463</id><published>2007-04-13T00:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T01:32:01.820+07:00</updated><title type='text'>another lovely movie</title><summary type='text'>I've been living with a shadow overheadI've been sleeping with a cloud above my bedI've been lonely for so longTrapped in the past I just can't seem to move onI've been hiding all my hopes and dreams awayJust in case I ever need them again somedayI've been setting aside timeTo clear a little space in the corners of my mindAll I want to do is find a way back into loveI can't make it through </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/9061869517535987463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/9061869517535987463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/04/another-lovely-movie.html' title='another lovely movie'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-1351034041696218913</id><published>2007-03-17T23:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T02:45:27.514+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ceritanya reuni..</title><summary type='text'>hari ini gua ada janji ketemu ama temen lama..mau reuni ceritanya..mau ngobrol2 en kangen juga dah lama banget ga ketemu..yang gua inget pas setaun lalu (di tanggal yang sama)gua en dia pernah melakukan hal konyol di paskal hyper square..aib yang memalukan, menurut gua..rame dan lucu, menurut dia..setelah ampir ga jadi ketemu karena tuh orang sakit..akhirnya kita ketemu juga..eh hal konyol itu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/1351034041696218913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/1351034041696218913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/03/ceritanya-reuni.html' title='ceritanya reuni..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-3989549406085972545</id><published>2007-01-31T01:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T02:19:03.685+07:00</updated><title type='text'>break up story..</title><summary type='text'>temen gua baru aja curhat kalo dia udah putus ama cewenya..padahal nih makhluk udah ngebet banget buat "menikah" en punya anak, secara mereka berdua juga udah cukup umur banget..ngobrol bareng udah, makan bareng udah, tidur bareng udah.. and so far ga pernah tuh ada keributan heboh apalagi peristiwa putus sambung..pergi en pulang kerja, dia jemput cewenya dengan setia..cewenya belanja disubsidi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/3989549406085972545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/3989549406085972545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2007/01/break-up-story.html' title='break up story..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-7894998599913955505</id><published>2006-12-24T22:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T01:55:11.404+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sms</title><summary type='text'>From : +628180727xxxxdear cute.. love is the bestmedicine, and there is morethan enough to go aroundonce you open your heart..please open your heart for me..for love...(say, nice try..:p anyway sorry can't spend this weekend with u)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/7894998599913955505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/7894998599913955505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2006/12/sms.html' title='sms'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-116883054018647549</id><published>2006-12-20T23:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T10:09:00.196+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nite at the pier..</title><summary type='text'>Mengunjungi dermaga di malam hari memang berbeda..Kerlip bintang di langit..Lampu yang temaram..Angin semilir bertiup..Suara pecahan ombak..Semua berpadu dalam kegelapan malam..Kegelapan malam yang hitam..Dan serangkai kalimat yang diucapkan seseorang..Pertanyaankah..Pernyataankah..Hati ini sudah buta..Dibutakan oleh seseorang yang lain..Seperti malam yang sudah membutakan keindahan laut dan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/116883054018647549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/116883054018647549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2006/12/nite-at-pier.html' title='Nite at the pier..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-115824196839667749</id><published>2006-09-14T20:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T20:52:48.406+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hate to say goodbye..</title><summary type='text'>Selama sebulan ini, inbox gua selalu menerima email perpisahan..Entah itu dari teman kerja yang gua kenal deket ataupun yang gua sama sekali ga tau..Gua selalu membaca email-email tersebut..Kata demi kata yang menceritakan pengalaman mereka selama di sini..Nama demi nama yang mereka sebut telah membantu dan menjadi aspirasi selama di sini..Sediihhh..Walaupun gua tau kalo gua masih bisa ketemu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/115824196839667749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/115824196839667749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2006/09/hate-to-say-goodbye.html' title='hate to say goodbye..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-114657078168172923</id><published>2006-05-02T18:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T18:53:01.726+07:00</updated><title type='text'>tanda-tandanya..</title><summary type='text'>gua dapet email foward-an yang isinya tentang 13 tanda yang nunjukkin kalo kita tuh dah ketemu ama yang namanya soulmate.. is it true? hmm mungkin ada benernya juga.. so here they are..13. When you are on the phone with them late at night and they hang up but you miss them already when it was just five minutes ago..12. You read their texts over and over again..11. You walk really slow when you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/114657078168172923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/114657078168172923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2006/05/tanda-tandanya.html' title='tanda-tandanya..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-114648676764718894</id><published>2006-05-01T19:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T19:42:26.863+07:00</updated><title type='text'>pornografi, pormoaksi en omong kosong</title><summary type='text'>Sekarang ini, orang-orang lagi pada ribut soal RUU Anti Pornografi dan Pornoaksi..Pokonya dengan alasan untuk menjaga moral bangsa maka RUU itu kudu ada..Di salah satu pasalnya.. ntar tuh cewe ga boleh pake baju ketat, rok mini atau yang memperlihatkan bagian tubuh yang bisa buat cowo agak2 gimana gitu..Padahal sebenernya kan, kalo orangnya udah ngeres mau pake baju setertutup apa jugapasti deh </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/114648676764718894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/114648676764718894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2006/05/pornografi-pormoaksi-en-omong-kosong.html' title='pornografi, pormoaksi en omong kosong'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-114562484128346617</id><published>2006-04-21T19:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T20:07:21.346+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dulu jamannya kuliah gua pengen banget..1. Kerja di Jakarta2. Kerjanya di kantoran (ga mau di pabrik)3. Kantornya di kawasan Sudirman (pusat kota)Pas udah lulus, ternyata..1. Kerja di Bandung2. Kerjanya sih kantoran3. Tapi kantornya di daerah pinggiran yang sering banjirSekarang ini setelah gua resign dari kantor lama..1. Kerja di Jakarta2. Kerjanya di kantoran3. Kantornya di kawasan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/114562484128346617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/114562484128346617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2006/04/dulu-jamannya-kuliah-gua-pengen-banget.html' title=''/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-114475569416122676</id><published>2006-03-17T23:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T18:41:34.220+07:00</updated><title type='text'>my sweetest goodbye..</title><summary type='text'>Let me sing you a waltzOut of nowhere, out of my thoughtsAbout this lovely one night standYou were there for me that nightEverything I always dreamt of in lifeBut now you are goneYou are far goneAll the way to your island of rainIt was, for you, just one night thingBut you were much more to meJust so you knowI do not care what they sayI know what you meant for me that dayI just want another dayI </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/114475569416122676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/114475569416122676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-sweetest-goodbye.html' title='my sweetest goodbye..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-114208090316306997</id><published>2006-03-11T19:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T19:41:43.173+07:00</updated><title type='text'>not ready..</title><summary type='text'>Seorang teman bertanya, berapa umur kamu. Ketika saya jawab 25, dengan terpaksa dan berat hati karena saya merasa 25 tahun itu cukup mengerikan, dia tertawa dan bilang, wah masih seperti anak kuliah.Itu berarti saya dibilang seperti masih muda padahal umur sudah cukup tua.Tua? Tunggu dulu..Memang ada aturanya bahwa setelah mencapai umur sekian tuh orang dibilang tua?Dan menurut saya, batasan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/114208090316306997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/114208090316306997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2006/03/not-ready.html' title='not ready..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-113991642354436367</id><published>2006-02-14T18:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T18:40:51.123+07:00</updated><title type='text'>so this is love, huh?</title><summary type='text'>Jane (f, 25, istri seseorang) : Cinta adalah pengorbanan, pengabdian dan ketulusan..Brits (f, 21, mahasiswa) : Cinta itu seperti coklat. Ada yang manis dan dan ada yang pahit tapi tetap aja enak..Dan (m, 30, entrepreneur) : Love is love. No one can really describe it.. but be careful it scares you..Jivard (f, 13, pelajar SMP) : Cinta itu barangnya punyanya monyet, abis apa2 dibilangnya cinta </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/113991642354436367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/113991642354436367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-this-is-love-huh.html' title='so this is love, huh?'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-113697862128816084</id><published>2006-01-11T18:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T20:33:36.536+07:00</updated><title type='text'>We make a difference if we choose!</title><summary type='text'>One day a man was walking along the beach when he noticed a figure in a distance.As he got closer, he realized the figure was that of a boy picking something up and gently throwing it into the ocean.Approaching the boy, he asked : What are you doing?The youth replied : Throwing a starfish into the ocean. The sun is up and the tide is going out. If I dont throw them back, they will die.Son, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/113697862128816084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/113697862128816084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2006/01/we-make-difference-if-we-choose.html' title='We make a difference if we choose!'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-113715994965619527</id><published>2005-12-31T20:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T20:50:47.983+07:00</updated><title type='text'>tiba tiba</title><summary type='text'>tiba-tiba HP gua bunyi..sepupu gua yang telpdia bilang ema (nenek) udah ga adatiba-tiba gua bengong..ngerasa ada yang anehga salah?tiba-tiba gua nangis..ga ada tuh mati?berarti gua ga bisa ngobrol lagi ama ematiba-tiba gua inget semua kenangan..nonton bareng film akhir pekan di TVRIditanya udah makan ato belumtiba-tiba gua denger suara ema..kalo gua harus rajin nabungkalo gua ga boleh ini </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/113715994965619527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/113715994965619527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2005/12/tiba-tiba.html' title='tiba tiba'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-113569461031763003</id><published>2005-12-27T21:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T21:43:30.330+07:00</updated><title type='text'>our future is not a dream</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes in our lives, we imagineCan we reach everything we dream ofThrough the life we face everydayIn this gloomy world and without hope at allHow can we reach our future that we dream ofAs far as we do not know where we goBut now with Jesus beside usWe believe that He will lead our way when we are lostOur future is not a dreamTogether we will reach our dreamWe believe in GodHe will lead our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/113569461031763003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/113569461031763003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2005/12/our-future-is-not-dream.html' title='our future is not a dream'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-113500236126520807</id><published>2005-12-19T21:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T21:26:01.276+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still try to..</title><summary type='text'>How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot?The world forgetting by the world forget. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind.Each prayer accepted and each wish resigned.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/113500236126520807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/113500236126520807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2005/12/still-try-to.html' title='Still try to..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-113344868744112770</id><published>2005-12-01T21:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T21:51:27.453+07:00</updated><title type='text'>mereka ada..</title><summary type='text'>Hari ini gua dapet tugas kantor untuk survey ke peternakan di daerah Sumedang..Banyak hal yang gua dapetin yang ga pernah gua bayangin sebelumnya..Sehari-hari kerjaan gua lebih banyak di depan komputer en ngurus hal-hal yang berhubungan sama program promosi kantor untuk pelanggan..Yang ada di bayangan gua tuh peternakan gede yang kaya di film-film ato apalah, soalnya dengan omzet yang lumayan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/113344868744112770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/113344868744112770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2005/12/mereka-ada.html' title='mereka ada..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-113241843366115215</id><published>2005-11-19T23:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T23:40:33.676+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sukses!</title><summary type='text'>Setelah kita kerja, yang namanya istilah sukses lebih sering kedengeran daripada masa-masa kuliah..Hampir sebagian besar orang mendefinisikan sukses adalah banyak uang, ntah itu punya kerjaan yang gajiannya jutaan, ato punya usaha yang omzetnya gila-gilaan ato hal-hal lain yang ujungnya selalu dikaitkan dengan uang..Untungnya masih ada juga orang yang nyadar kalo sukses itu ga selamanya identik </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/113241843366115215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/113241843366115215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2005/11/sukses.html' title='sukses!'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-113241864137264320</id><published>2005-11-12T22:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T23:44:01.373+07:00</updated><title type='text'>teman tapi mesra?</title><summary type='text'>Akhir-akhir ini lagunya Ratu yang judulnya Teman Tapi Mesra lagi heboh banget..Tiap hari bahkan tiap jam bisa ada terus tuh lagu..Kata Maia, yang buat tuh lagu,. Inspirasinya datang dari cerita temennya en fenomena yang emang lagi ngetrend sekarang ini..teman tapi mesra (ttm)? Soal yang satu ini, ga semua orang punya pendapat yang samaAda yang setuju, ada yang engga, ada juga yang no comment..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/113241864137264320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/113241864137264320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2005/11/teman-tapi-mesra.html' title='teman tapi mesra?'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-113137479966313706</id><published>2005-10-27T21:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T23:46:53.956+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagu itu</title><summary type='text'>Salah satu hal yang bisa buat kita inget ama seseorang adalah lagu..Kaya kemaren pas denger lagu Still a Friend of Mine (Incognito), gua jadi inget lagi ama seseorang yang lagi pengen gua lupain (pengen pisannn..)Padahal sebelum denger lagu itu kayanya gua kepikiran juga engga.. eh pas denger tuh lagu, jadi keingetan lagi.. terutama cerita di balik lagu itu.. akhirnya yang ada malah sedih..PS : </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/113137479966313706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/113137479966313706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2005/10/lagu-itu.html' title='Lagu itu'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-112661784660813492</id><published>2005-09-13T20:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T20:03:26.120+07:00</updated><title type='text'>shopaholic?</title><summary type='text'>Buat sebagian besar cewe, belanja tuh salah satu kegiatan rutin yang menyenangkan.. termasuk buat gua..Walaupun seringnya barang yang dibeli tuh bukan barang yang diperluin..Selama ini gua ngerasa kalo gua tuh boros tapi bisalah ngontrol belanja..En beberapa kejadian terakhir ini, mulai ngebuat gua berpikir, kayanya perlu neh introspeksi diri..Pernah gua nemuin baju yang gua beli 1,5 tahun lalu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/112661784660813492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/112661784660813492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2005/09/shopaholic.html' title='shopaholic?'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-112602845569375972</id><published>2005-09-07T00:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T23:10:54.140+07:00</updated><title type='text'>kebiasaan lama..</title><summary type='text'>Perasaan kangen tuh muncul kalo misalnya kita dah lama ga ketemu orang yang jadi bagian hidup kita ato juga kalo udah lama ga ngelakuin hal-hal yang kita suka..Seperti posting di blogspot ini ato berkunjung ke blogspot temen2 gua.. uuh kangen banget..Gila yang namanya waktu tuh kadang-kadang bergerak cepet banget tanpa kita sadari..Selama beberapa waktu belakangan ini gua jadi jarang banget yang </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/112602845569375972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/112602845569375972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2005/09/kebiasaan-lama.html' title='kebiasaan lama..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-112610847790227172</id><published>2005-09-01T23:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T20:22:33.540+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a letter for yellow-pi..</title><summary type='text'>Hmm.. It is so hard to say this ..First time when we met.. you are just nobody..After I had so many chances knowing you.. I knew you are an amazing oneMaybe you seem a bit scary but underneath you are very kind and sweet, which is good, I think..I am so thankful life has brought you into my life..You know what.. I think you should know what I feel about you..I have never thought that I can fall </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/112610847790227172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/112610847790227172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2005/09/letter-for-yellow-pi.html' title='a letter for yellow-pi..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-112773676762429704</id><published>2005-06-22T19:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T19:12:47.630+07:00</updated><title type='text'>little note for you..</title><summary type='text'>mereka mengajarkan tentang cintatanpa tahu arti cinta sesungguhnyabukanlah cinta jika harus diajarkanbukan juga cinta jika harus dimengerticinta akan tetap menjadi cintabahkan di saat mereka tidak lagi di sini</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/112773676762429704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/112773676762429704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2005/06/little-note-for-you.html' title='little note for you..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-113439152141518736</id><published>2005-03-17T22:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T19:48:15.826+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accidentally in love..</title><summary type='text'>Kata orang, jatuh cinta tuh bisa kapan aja, di mana aja, en pada terjadi pada ama siapa aja.. dan kadang terjadi tanpa disangka-sangka..Minggu kemaren gua baru pergi ke jakarta ama seorang temen gua..En setelah ngabisin waktu selama 2 hari barengan, ntah kenapa, tiba-tiba aja gua ngerasain sesuatu yang berbeda..Kok gua jadi sayang ama dia en kayanya kepikiran terus sih..Kata orang, cinta itu buta</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/113439152141518736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/113439152141518736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2005/03/accidentally-in-love.html' title='Accidentally in love..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-112610834825696183</id><published>2005-02-14T23:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T20:17:28.676+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy valentine everyone..</title><summary type='text'>Valentine??Uuh cepet banget ya.. kayanya baru taun kemaren gua merayakan valentine yang cukup ga rame soalnya pas hari sabtu, jalan macet, restoran penuh, en ga enak lagi..Valentine tuh di balik semua kontroversinya (termasuk di gereja gua yang agak menentang) cukup menyenangkan..Soalnya di hari ini kayanya yang namanya cinta ada di mana-mana.. Love is in the air banget..Pas gua bangun pagi udah </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/112610834825696183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/112610834825696183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-valentine-everyone.html' title='Happy valentine everyone..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-112610823866326154</id><published>2005-01-05T22:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T22:50:38.666+07:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell..</title><summary type='text'>Hari ini hari terakhir salah seorang temen gua di kantor..Sedih banget ya yang namanya perpisahan tuh..Apalagi ama seseorang yang udah berhasil membuat kita betah berada di tempat baru..Gua bakalan kangen neh ama suasana makan siang barengAto ngobrol bareng dia lagi.. soalnya dia tuh salah seorang yang nyambung banget kalo ngobrol ama gua..Anaknya asik, cuek banget, en rada bisa diajak gila juga.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/112610823866326154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/112610823866326154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2005/01/farewell.html' title='farewell..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-110122346146534036</id><published>2004-11-23T22:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T22:30:04.203+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Udah dewasa lho..</title><summary type='text'>Yang namanya liburan selalu menyenangkan..Bisa bangun siang, bisa jalan2, bisa nongkrong2, en yang terutama bisa ketemu temen2 yang udah lama ga ketemu..Seperti minggu kemaren, senengnya bisa ketemu ama temen2 kuliah dulu yang sekarang udah tersebar di berbagai daerah..Mungkin buat yang udah kerja, kerasa banget kalo dunia kerja en kuliah tuh kesenjangan banget..Kalo kuliah males bangun </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/110122346146534036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/110122346146534036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2004/11/udah-dewasa-lho.html' title='Udah dewasa lho..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-109605699605593259</id><published>2004-09-25T03:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T03:16:36.056+07:00</updated><title type='text'>menikah??</title><summary type='text'>Bulan depan salah seorang temen gua ada yang bakal menikah.. umur dia baru 22 tahun. Pas tau kabar ini gua sempet terkejut karena dia tuh mutusin untuk nikah setelah beberapa bulan pacaran..  yang gua pikirin, kok bisa yah..Gua tuh termasuk orang yang skeptis banget kalo ditanya tentang pernikahan.. makanya gua sangat mempertanyakan orang-orang yang mutusin nikah di saat usia muda.. Saat di </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/109605699605593259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/109605699605593259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2004/09/menikah.html' title='menikah??'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-109310491826145108</id><published>2004-08-21T23:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T23:15:18.260+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sedikit tentang Indonesian Idol..</title><summary type='text'>Menurut gua salah satu acara TV yang yang lagi tenar banget en ngebuat gua (en mungkin sebagian besar orang) addicted tuh Indonesian Idol..Sebenernya inti dari acara itu buat nyari satu orang pemenang yang nantinya dapet gelar Indonesian Idol, dengan format singing contest..  dari ribuan orang disaring ama juri ampe tinggal dikit trus saatnya pemirsa ato masyarakat Indonesia yang menentukan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/109310491826145108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/109310491826145108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2004/08/sedikit-tentang-indonesian-idol.html' title='sedikit tentang Indonesian Idol..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-109259781238063476</id><published>2004-08-16T02:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T02:23:32.380+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introspeksi diri</title><summary type='text'>Kalo mau jujur kayanya jarang banget neh buat introspeksi diri..Dan karena sekarang gua sangat nganggur en kayanya punya banyak banget waktu, gua jadi mulai belajar untuk introspeksi diri..  yang gua dapetin cukup menyebalkan juga..Gua tuh termasuk orang yang super duper cuek banget.. so sering banget gua bertindak tanpa pernah gua pikirin akibatnya en yang paling parah gua suka ga peduli ama </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/109259781238063476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/109259781238063476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2004/08/introspeksi-diri.html' title='Introspeksi diri'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-108714833869095417</id><published>2004-06-14T00:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T02:16:05.836+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you believe in destiny ? </title><summary type='text'>Seorang temen gua pernah bilang kalo dia percaya sama yang namanya takdir.. Gua sendiri ga begitu yakin ttg kepercayaan gua sama takdir tsb..Jadi gua tanya kenapa dia bisa percaya sama takdir tersebut.. en dia ngejelasin satu hal yang cukup simpel yang sangat masuk di akal.. Dia bilang kalo dia temenan ama gua tuh udah ditakdirkan.. Bayangin aja, kita berdua ketemu 2 tahun yang lalu di salah </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/108714833869095417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/108714833869095417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2004/06/do-you-believe-in-destiny.html' title='Do you believe in destiny ? '/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-108334901386304833</id><published>2004-05-01T01:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T01:22:20.513+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Failure</title><summary type='text'>Minggu lalu gua diwawancara.. Trus ada satu pertanyaan yang ngebuat gua bingung buat ngejawabnya bahkan akhirnya nga bisa gua jawab, yaitu apa kegagalan terbesar dalam hidup gua..Gua ga bisa jawab bukan karena gua ga pernah gagal dalam hidup gua, tapi karena emang selama ini gua ga pernah untuk mengklasifikasikan kegagalan gua..  Jadi, iseng-iseng gua mencoba untuk cari tau kegagalan yang mana</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/108334901386304833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/108334901386304833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2004/05/my-failure.html' title='My Failure'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-108238936866442433</id><published>2004-04-19T22:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T21:27:35.903+07:00</updated><title type='text'>about family</title><summary type='text'>Kalo yg pada suka nonton Survivor pasti tau deh..Di salah satu episodenya (Survivor Thailand), para peserta ditawarin mau nga untuk pindah ke suku lawannya.. Ada beberapa peserta yg tergoda untuk pindah karena mereka ngerasa nga puas en nyaman di sukunya sendiri.. susah air minumlah atau orang2nya egois atau tempat tinggalnya ga enak..so jadinya pengen untuk pindah ke suku lawan yang mungkin aja</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/108238936866442433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/108238936866442433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2004/04/about-family.html' title='about family'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-108135828881769101</id><published>2004-04-08T00:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T21:21:24.513+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kangen neh...</title><summary type='text'>Beberapa hari kemaren, salah seorang sahabat gua bilang kalo dia baru belajar ngerti sesuatu..bahwa kita sebagai manusia seringkali nga sadar betapa berharganya sesuatu yg kita punya sekarang ini en kalo sesuatu itu udah pergi, baru kita nyadar kalo sesuatu itu sangat berharga en berarti dalam hidup kita..Beberapa minggu belakangan ini gua juga ngerasain hal itu.. Gua punya beberapa orang </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/108135828881769101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/108135828881769101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2004/04/kangen-neh.html' title='Kangen neh...'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-108024834769351300</id><published>2004-03-26T03:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T04:29:32.873+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger</title><summary type='text'>Siapa sih yang nga pernah marah?? Dari anak kecil ampe orang tua pasti pernah ngerasain ato ngelakuin hal satu ini..Mau marah kecil ato marah gede, yang pasti muncul karena kita emosi..Kadang-kadang ada hal yang nga sesuai ama yg kita pengen..Atau ada orang yg buat kita BT..Atau nga tau knapa, nga jelas juga, suka pengen aja marah2..Ngomong-ngomong soal marah, nga lepas dari seberapa lama </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/108024834769351300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/108024834769351300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2004/03/anger.html' title='Anger'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-107899379922835082</id><published>2004-03-11T15:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T15:32:15.763+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melupakan..</title><summary type='text'>Kenapa yah kadang-kadang..Rasanya susah banget untuk ngelupain hal-hal yang seharusnya kita lupain.. Apalagi kalo hal tersebut ngebuat sedih.. Biar mau dilupain gimana juga eh kadang-kadang inget lagi.. Kayanya kalo bisa amnesia, khusus buat ngelupain hal itu, enak banget..Tapi nga mungkin deh bisa kaya gitu.. Yang namanya perasaan atau pikiran nga bisa diatur seenaknya ama kita..Mungkin </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/107899379922835082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/107899379922835082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2004/03/melupakan.html' title='Melupakan..'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713168.post-107885771117340229</id><published>2004-03-10T01:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T01:44:05.966+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendster</title><summary type='text'>Belakangan ini, gua ikutan yang namanya friendster..Itu tuh web yang isinya buat bikin network ttg temen2 kita.. Di sana kita bisa nge invite siapa aja yg jadi temen kita.. Trus dari temen2 kita itu kita bisa connect juga ama temen2nya mereka.. Selain itu bisa juga kirim message ato bikin testimonial tentang salah seorang temen kita itu..Lucu juga soalnya, lewat friendster ini suka ketemu 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keluarga, yg gua sayangin..Semoga cepet dapet kerja..Wish you all happiness in the world..Semoga cepet dapet cowo..Hope your dreams come true..Wish your success..Moga-moga tambah dewasa..Semoga panjang umur..Hope all your wishes come true..Good luck for your future..May GOD make you a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/107859225963183697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5713168/posts/default/107859225963183697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birubanget.blogspot.com/2004/03/today-is-my-birthday.html' title='Today is my Birthday'/><author><name>mybubble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01208120808505050081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
