<?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-16579121</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:45:12.847+10:00</updated><category term='love'/><category term='work'/><category term='entertainment'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Neng Inne</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</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>119</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-506875458370134279</id><published>2008-10-08T15:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T15:10:33.882+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the art of letting go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The art of letting go. The art I should’ve been able to excel ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if the best school to learn the art does really exist. Does it?&lt;br /&gt;Lies have been told. Lies I once used to believe as the truth with 110% confidence level.&lt;br /&gt;Too many sins already committed and more is really unnecessary.It’s a bittersweet. It always has&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-506875458370134279?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/506875458370134279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=506875458370134279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/506875458370134279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/506875458370134279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2008/10/art-of-letting-go.html' title='the art of letting go'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-2810312535899491920</id><published>2008-09-21T05:07:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T05:32:59.986+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Lebaran</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Travel permit (am still on bridging visa), check. Annual leave permission, granted. Work, apart from those daily routine, everything pretty much done. I am so ready to go. Mudik mudik mudik! Aaah serunya, mudik Lebaran. Cuman kok banyak banget yang kudu dikerjain ya. My apartment is a total mess with stuff here and there. Havent packed just yet coz havent even done my laundry! The only spot worth praising is the kitchen, super neat super clean. The rest....hmm well I guess I should consider myself lucky to at least find a space to place my feet on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mama's gonna pick me up and insyallah we're gonna have a quick shopping in Jakarta. Thanks to the oh-it-so-costs-me-a-fortune tag of working outfit here, I prefer to spend my cash for something as good as the stuff here, but with a more pleasant tag. Gonna be exciting as I've never shopped in Jakarta for ages, no idea about all these fancy shopping centres back there. The only place I always visit in Jakarta is the airport! Yet apparently, it aint technically located in Jakarta. Dunno, everytime I'm home in Bandung, I just dont feel like going anywhere outta the town. I'm simlply a country bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cant wait for those catch ups with loved ones. Starts on the 28th with this buka puasa bersama. Moving on to the 1st and 2nd day of Lebaran when the extended family would normally ambush my house (I've missed these moments for the last 3 years). Then either on the 4th or 5th, another catch up to celebrate Lebaran and my bday with friends. Yes, I'm getting a year older! And I'm happy that I've got myself a bday pressie (in advance it is). Canon EOS 450D is my new playmate. Need a more thorough interaction to get to know each other better, gaptek abis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAPPY EID MUBARAK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-2810312535899491920?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/2810312535899491920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=2810312535899491920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/2810312535899491920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/2810312535899491920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2008/09/lebaran.html' title='Lebaran'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-2488204605916740236</id><published>2008-07-24T05:54:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T06:24:24.796+10:00</updated><title type='text'>indecisive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heran deh, orang Libra tuh kan harusnya jagoan at decision making tapi kok gua mah payah banget yah. It keeps changing overtime. Kasian orang yang gua ajak curhat, bingung kali yah dengerin cerita gua. Few months ago I made myself &lt;i&gt;crystally&lt;/i&gt; clear that I'd be working at my current job for 1.5 years, until the end of 2009 that is. Few weeks later, I happily decided that 1.5 years was way too long. Shorten it down to 1 year shouldn't do me any harm. Decided. And two days ago, tempted by my work buddy's holiday plan back home in Dec, the idea of going back home for Lebaran seemed to be a brilliant one! It's gonna be the first time since three years. And guess what, since I wont be entitled to two-weeks leave by June 2009 just yet, I might as well stick to the very initial plan, stay here till the end of next year while making a good progress on my savings hehe. Fyuh...let's see if any amendments necessary. Anywho, cant wait to be back home, even for just a tiny short break. Just need to confirm the date with the boss, grab the tix and making my way home. Aku pulaaaaang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-2488204605916740236?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/2488204605916740236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=2488204605916740236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/2488204605916740236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/2488204605916740236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2008/07/indecisive.html' title='indecisive'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-6570825560007377759</id><published>2008-07-20T00:16:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T00:58:23.974+10:00</updated><title type='text'>from wedding to breakfast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Two of my best friends just got married. Congrats to Ian - Yantie and Mijung - Rully. You have no idea how much I wish I could be there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The world's number two defeated five-times-in-a-row Wimbledon champ. The match was claimed to be the greatest match ever. If it wasnt for the 1.5 hours suspension due to the rain, I would have stayed awake until the match's complete. Anywho, I feel sorry for Fed to cope with this so-called 'the thoughest lost', but hey....you've been at the throne for ages man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Been drooling for this Nikon D80. Perfect match for my &lt;i&gt;savings-in-progress&lt;/i&gt; holiday. Oh my birthday's less than 3 months away, so you still have plenty of time to get me my baby hihihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s12.photobucket.com/albums/a207/neng-inne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sc001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a207/neng-inne/sc001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's decided. After a long haul of thinking and consideration, June 09 is gonna be the time to be back home. This time for good, insyaallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went to &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theage.com.au/news/restaurant-reviews/mart-130/2006/09/14/1157827062992.html" target="_blank"&gt;this place&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for four consecutive weeks! Love this plave since the first visit. Though they have slightly higher tags for breakkie, I reckon it's worth every penny. I've been drawn by the chicness of the place. My fave spot is the one facing the park where the sun's coming through the clear drape so i can watch people playing tennis or just simply walking their dogs. More often than not my fingers always end up in the scrambled eggs on Dench organic sourdough toast with extra mushroom, salmon, and spinach plus a cup of latte. Fantabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s12.photobucket.com/albums/a207/neng-inne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CopyofPicture136-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a207/neng-inne/CopyofPicture136-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-6570825560007377759?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/6570825560007377759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=6570825560007377759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/6570825560007377759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/6570825560007377759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2008/07/from-wedding-to-breakfast.html' title='from wedding to breakfast'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-2287940210133994756</id><published>2008-04-26T08:22:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T08:49:50.728+10:00</updated><title type='text'>screw you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Keseeeeeeel!! Cita cita mu ber weekend ria dengan hati tenang dan bahagia jadi kacau balau gara gara gua salah pilih orang buat jadi tempat curhat!! Bukan relief atau consolation yang di dapet, gua malah diomelin!! You know NOTHING and so I wasnt deserved to be told off that way! Jujur, gua suka gengsi mengakui kesalahan. Tapi kalo emang gua bener2 salah, at the end of the day gua pasti ngaku. Kaya &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://chichicantikjahat.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;ibu ini&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; yang suka ngomelin gua kalo emang gua salah dan akhirnya gua ngaku sambil bilang "hmm iya juga yah, harusnya gua kaya gini/gitu". But this wasnt the case, I havent even finished what I was saying!! Dia udah motong sambil ngomel ngomel bilang "kamu sih salah, harusnya jangan kaya gitu" dengan nada sewoooot! I'm not mad just because this person's not on my side. This person should've listened to all I was trying to say. If I was really at wrong, I'd have been more than happy to admit it. This person had always been one of my favorite trash bins. That's why I decided to ring this person last nite when tears nearly streaming down my face (akhirnya sih mewek juga). Arrrggghhh thanks for ruining my weekend!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-2287940210133994756?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/2287940210133994756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=2287940210133994756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/2287940210133994756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/2287940210133994756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2008/04/screw-you.html' title='screw you!'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-6193473219875747791</id><published>2008-04-25T12:08:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T12:37:48.140+10:00</updated><title type='text'>achievement of the year</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s12.photobucket.com/albums/a207/neng-inne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CopyofIMG_3745-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a207/neng-inne/CopyofIMG_3745-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bukan "waaah congrats ya Ne akhirnya dah lulus" atau "waaah keren2 pake grad dress" yang didapet dari temen2 pas mereka liat poto diatas. Semua comment nya sama "Ne, lo cina abis!!!". Not kinda comment I was expecting really, tapi tak apa lah, acceptable walaupun I cant stop thinking "se cina itu kah??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anywaaay.... am an official Monash alumni now. Bangga dan lega banget rasanya walaupun jalannya muter2 dulu. Dimulai dengan kuliah 2 taun di Unpar yang akhirnya voluntarily terminated, lanjut di foundie bersama para ABG yang baru lulus high school pada jamannya, then kuliah di Monash yang kampusnya nun jauh di south eastern suburb sana sampe akhirnya menyandang gelar bachelor, alhamdulillah. There was this moment when I nearly shed my tears when mama &amp;amp; papa looked at me for the first time with my grad dress on. I know they're so proud of me and I'm grateful I could make them so. Tapi emang dasar cengeng, pas mama papa pulang mah tetep aja nangis bombay. Sesenggukan di departure gate all the way ampe rumah. Memalukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh...akhirnya 'warisan' setumpuk kerjaan yang dikasih ma si bule yang posisinya Inne gantiin selesai sudah. I nailed it!! Jadi sekarang I'm pretty much up to date which is good coz then I'll be able to learn new stuffs. Awalnya dah ga enak aja ma si boss coz jawabannya selalu sama tiap dia nanya "where u up to?". Tapi kmaren dengan bangganya I told him "it's all done. no more stuffs piling up on my desk". Jadi sebelum next week bertempur lagi ma kerjaan, long weekend ini I'm so gonna pamper myself dengan wisata kuliner, good companions, coffee, and a quality sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-6193473219875747791?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/6193473219875747791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=6193473219875747791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/6193473219875747791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/6193473219875747791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2008/04/photobucket.html' title='achievement of the year'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-5662582661037532164</id><published>2008-04-05T11:57:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T12:27:26.342+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>highlights of the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went to Maroon 5 concert last Sunday nite. Had the best seat ever! Front row, lower section stadium facing straight to the stage! Pleased to tell my friends who bought the tix ages ago and sat further way up "Gue baru beli tiket nya dua hari sebelum concert lho!" hahaha. Awesome concert! Love the music, love the way he engaged with the audience, perfect! Sebelum liat mereka perform live, I had never considered that Adam Levine is that hot! Ampun deh, kalo lagi puasa bisa batal tuh liatin dia! Menggairahkan! Jadilah setelah concert tenggorokan ku berasa ga minum seharian, keriiiiiing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Next on the list, finally have my own desk at work! Well, benernya dari awal kerja juga itu meja dah jadi hak milik, cuman kan si bule yang resigned masih kerja as my trainer, so we pretty much shared the space. Now that he's gone, betapa senangnya liat work station yang rapi dengan folder2 tersusun dengan indahnya! Started to enjoy work and now I treasure Friday more than ever. Yang bikin sebel, I gotta prepare my lunch every single day secara di kantor ga ada cafe atau canteen! Males banget. Pulang kerja bawaannya dah pengen relax dan leha leha. But this wont be running for long coz that exactly what catering is for :) Enak, murah, no fuss! One thing that i havent found the solution yet is my yoga session. Ga mungkin lagi ke gym buat yoga soalnya ga bakal kekejar waktunya. I'll prolly get a yoga DVD and my own mat and just do it myself at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;fave phrase of the day: I love you, I love you NOT&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-5662582661037532164?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/5662582661037532164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=5662582661037532164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/5662582661037532164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/5662582661037532164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2008/04/highlights-of-week.html' title='highlights of the week'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-6966751985737271950</id><published>2008-03-30T17:29:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T12:28:30.955+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I hate Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wiiiiiiih lama bener yah blog ini terbengkalai. Abis gimana dong, mojo buat nulis nya menghilang entah kmana. Anyway....yes lots have happened lately. Dimulai dengan si saya akhirnya dapet full time job di sebuah perusahaan di Port Melbourne sana. Ceritanya jadi Assistant Accountant for the Financial Controller. Start from the very basic as an entry level employee which really excites me a lot as there will be heaps for me to learn and my work experience will hopefully broaden even more. And Monday has been my least favourite day ever since, if you know what I mean :) Syukur alhamdulillah banget deh sama Allah SWT coz disaat lagi bingung antara to-stay or not-to-stay, Allah kasih jawaban yang sempurna dan insyallah membawa berkah, amiiiiiiiiiiin. Jadi ga boleh whinging no matter how hard the work's gonna be coz bisa dibilang I didnt thru any hardship to earn it. It was all smooth sailing. Tapi agak deg2an juga soalnya sekarang ceritanya lagi belajar buat manage my own financial matter. FYI, I'm no good at saving. And obviously I can no longer turn to papa everytime I'm short of cash, mu dikemanain muka gue!!! Jadi ceritanya lagi melatih diri buat nahan godaan so hopefully I can spend my money even more wisely. What make things hard is certain things are highly non-negotiable. Si &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://schizilly.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;temen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; pernah bilang I'm high maintenance. Not that I always hit those designer shops along Collins St. I wouldnt mind to hit bargain shops for clothes, shoes or bags, me love bargain! Tapi untuk urusan skin care and make up, hmm....a'ah! So yeah, see how it goes. Hopefully seiring bertambahnya umur yang menjelang seperempat abad (huaaa tuaaa!), pola pikir nya juga jadi makin dewasa, amiiiiiiiiiin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've got a full time job, doesnt mean I've already got my permanent residency. Masih ngegantung statusnya, under bridging visa A that is, which literally allows me to work for unlimited hours till I got my PR granted. Alhamdulillah employer nya agak linient so they're happy just by knowing that I've applied for my PR and will (hopefully) get it granted anytime soon *fingers cross* One box has been ticked, another box to tick. Pendamping hidup!! Yang ini rada susah, secara ga mungkin juga kan conducting an online research like I did for the job. And for this reason, I've made up my mind that I'm not gonna stay here for more than 2 years. True that I could possibly bump into someone here which might later be my partner for life, you'll never know. But given the probability, the tendency of me finding a guy who meets all the requirements here is less than it would prolly be back home. Dan lagian dah kelamaan juga disini. I've missed the moments with my family and loved ones back home. I miss home. Ga peduli se kacau apa Indonesia, I do and will always call it home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-6966751985737271950?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/6966751985737271950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=6966751985737271950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/6966751985737271950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/6966751985737271950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-hate-monday.html' title='I hate Monday'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-3228042966665812083</id><published>2008-02-07T21:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T23:29:11.986+11:00</updated><title type='text'>tahun baru cina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Happy New Year!". Took me seconds to realize why the hell was someone wishing me a happy new year in the middle of February! Gong Xi Fa Chai! Dodol Cina! Kue keranjang! Angpau! Barongsai! And a few more wishes followed (sayang, ga ada yang ngasih angpau hehe). So apart from the chance of being encountered by &lt;s&gt;strangers&lt;/s&gt; Asian people in Mandarin or Cantonese (happened few times before), now I should start expecting a Gong Xi Fa Chai on a yearly basis too. Fair enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyhoo, it's funny to think that after all these years, celebrated sooo many NYE, this particular new year (whatever term you wanna refer to, both Gregorian and Chinese is applicable hehe) has brought a BIG change in my life. Some boxes been ticked and many more to-do list to add. Thing is, it could be frustating to figure out what to do next for I'm not really a thinker. I'd normally shopping around, asking people the DOs and DONTs or SHOULDs and SHOULDNTs and sorting them out, mostly on a majority basis. It works for most of the time but this year. I did ask people around, sorting them out but I felt like I was picking up a ballot. Not happy. So there I was, contemplating and asking His guidance and here I am, an Australian PR wannabe and a current jobseeker &lt;i&gt;merangkap&lt;/i&gt; an intern at a CBD based non-profit organisation. Entahlah...PR ya PR, kepikiran for good juga iya, pengen merit juga iya (lho lho, mendadak curhat!) jalanin saja lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-3228042966665812083?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/3228042966665812083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=3228042966665812083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/3228042966665812083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/3228042966665812083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2008/02/tahun-baru-cina.html' title='tahun baru cina'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-304193400579037955</id><published>2008-01-28T10:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T10:28:16.860+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Jagoanku</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Proudly present the new champ of Australian Open 2008 .....*drum marching*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s12.photobucket.com/albums/a207/neng-inne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fpp_novak.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a207/neng-inne/fpp_novak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;Novak Djokovic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He made it! Being the first Serbian and the youngest player ever to win the Australian Open at the age of only 20! Defeated formerly-claimed-as-immortal Mr. Federer in semi and proved himself way too strong for the unseeded Frenchman. The time's come for the youngster to take the stage in the sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;PS: some people may throw a tantrum, unable to accept the fact that my jagoan is indeed a JAGOAN hihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-304193400579037955?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/304193400579037955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=304193400579037955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/304193400579037955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/304193400579037955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2008/01/jagoanku.html' title='Jagoanku'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-644790210158668102</id><published>2007-11-30T15:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T15:20:06.480+11:00</updated><title type='text'>lulus euy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ALHAMDULILLAH! ALHAMDULILLAH! Terima kasih banyak Ya Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Akhirnya perjuangan 4.5 taun buat dapetin title ini berakhir sudah! no more lectures, tutorials, assignments and exams, legaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! I'm a &lt;b&gt;graduate&lt;/b&gt; at last!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-644790210158668102?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/644790210158668102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=644790210158668102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/644790210158668102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/644790210158668102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/11/lulus-euy.html' title='lulus euy!'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-6188293453398699822</id><published>2007-10-29T22:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T22:56:09.555+11:00</updated><title type='text'>one quality talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Monday, October 29th 2007, 10.20ish PM, in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I: "some people told me I'm way too picky when it comes to finding the one. You reckon?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;M: "well we have to be selective anyway. It's just the extent that differs"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I: "it would be great if I could have a Muslim guy who has Chinese or Korean or Japanese descendant, which is very hard to spot! And if that ever to happen, I'd be ripped off to have wedding parties in two or maybe three different countries!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;M: "Hell yeah! If you happen to find one, it would be a miracle I guess."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I: "And in addition he has to be smart, financially stable, into sports, and good looking. The latter is negotiable though. Not to mention he has to be kind and patient too. That's not a long list, is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;M: "Hmm....I just wanna have a man who can &lt;b&gt;take a good care of me&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I: "You got the point."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-6188293453398699822?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/6188293453398699822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=6188293453398699822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/6188293453398699822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/6188293453398699822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-quality-talk.html' title='one quality talk'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-752742204858002049</id><published>2007-10-28T20:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T21:43:16.175+11:00</updated><title type='text'>a request</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, I've been patient enough not to give it a damn coz I know I'm &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; the one who's being pathetic. Now I've had enough. You pushed me up to my limit. Let me ask you one thing, do you guys actually understand what the term "move on" really suggests? By all means, please look up the dictionary if necessary. So please....terribly please, stop bragging about it, will you? You guys have no idea what I went through to make it this far. It took me freakin thirty-six months or so but hey, I made it! &lt;b&gt;I did move on&lt;/b&gt;! And I made it for my &lt;b&gt;own&lt;/b&gt; benefit. Not his nor anybody else's. So now just gimme a space to get the pleasure from my long-fruitful-quest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-752742204858002049?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/752742204858002049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=752742204858002049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/752742204858002049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/752742204858002049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/10/request.html' title='a request'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-8849602366411781385</id><published>2007-10-20T09:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T10:06:05.581+10:00</updated><title type='text'>quarter life crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know...should have been sitting my butt, getting all those exams prep done. Cant help it, I need a break (yesterday's short shopping spree during my study session in the library did NOT count :P). Loving current Melbourne's weather to the max! I am so not talking about the wind, strong one! I've had enuff hay fever already, hate it! Good thing is, I can finally throw all those bulky jackets and coats and winter apparel in the closet, for the time being. Now I forgot how cold was it during winter. Credit to the weather I am now soo in the mood to study. Considering exams are just two weeks away, the privilege of having a good mood to study is priceless! And guess what....straight after the last exam, I am going home (again!). So THREE return flights to Indo in 2007 alone! Hey, I got my excuse. Gotta get some documents done for my PR application. Well, could've asked Papa to get them done for me but he cant be bothered, &lt;i&gt;ribet&lt;/i&gt; he says. Gonna spend 7 weeks in Indo, then heading back down under early in January for my internship. Gosh, I'm exhausted already just by thinking how much works I gotta do to get my PR done. Not to mention I cant leave Aussie, at least not until I have my PR granted. But I do believe hard works pay off, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Have no plan for the New Year's Eve, yet. I guess I dont really mind where I'll be on NYE, it is whom you are with that matters. And I've no idea how should I feel on the night. I guess this is what &lt;b&gt;quarter life crisis&lt;/b&gt; is all about. I'm freaked out and clueless. Need I say more? For the past 2 years or so, NYE has never brought me ecstatic joy. I've been always taken to the point where I just sat there, pondering what I've done during the year and what am I gonna do for the year ahead. It did feel good to just simply knowing that you have achieved some goals you set on the previous NYE. Yet "could have done better" has also been your favorite quote since then. Me dont like it. Wondering if people face the same issues as I do, at this particular age. Well, I guess they do. That's why the term quarter life crisis does exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-8849602366411781385?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/8849602366411781385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=8849602366411781385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/8849602366411781385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/8849602366411781385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/10/quarter-life-crisis.html' title='quarter life crisis'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-339566012925775201</id><published>2007-10-03T05:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T05:20:36.687+10:00</updated><title type='text'>CAUCASIAN chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tuesday, October 2nd 2007, 11ish PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous: Yesterday when I was working there was this customer asking for CAJUN chicken as filling for her sandiwich. It was so busy so I didnt hear what she was saying properly. So I reflexively asked my colleague "heey which one is CAUCASIAN chicken?" out loud! I didnt realise what I just said until all the crew and the customers started to laugh like crazy!! And I'm like "oh shit! did I just say CAUCASIAN?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I: *LOL* I wonder what the chicken would look like if it's CAUCASIAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous: Shut up! And you know what, THX GOD there werent any Asian customers (read: Cantonese people) at that time coz the word 'chicken' in Cantonese culture  is referred to as prostitute!! so imagine what it would be if a HK guy interpret my stupidity literally in a Cantonese way!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PS: source remains anonymous at her request&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-339566012925775201?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/339566012925775201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=339566012925775201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/339566012925775201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/339566012925775201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/10/caucasian-chicken.html' title='CAUCASIAN chicken'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-3836250713631169991</id><published>2007-09-25T10:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T10:36:18.703+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart them</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;standing ovation for whoever could bring &lt;a href="http://www.lifehousemusic.com/default.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;them&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;downunder for a gig.....pleasseeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S_2VzzNASMw" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-3836250713631169991?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/3836250713631169991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=3836250713631169991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/3836250713631169991'/><link rel='self' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- procrastinating (as usual)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- swallowing anything come before her eyes as she's just finished fasting (what an excuse)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- tryin to memorize Snow Patrol's songs for tomorrow's concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- freezing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- missing her beloved family back in Bandung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- happy that she managed to get the apartment super cleaned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- jobless and broke *sighs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-4739323594188327520?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/4739323594188327520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=4739323594188327520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/4739323594188327520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/4739323594188327520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/09/she-says.html' title='she says...'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-8866724671157914163</id><published>2007-09-10T17:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T17:33:13.407+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ABGish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a box of dark choc + cuppa coffee + quality companionship = means to untangle the &lt;i&gt;twisted nerves&lt;/i&gt; as &lt;a href="http://schizilly.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; said&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Felt like shit! Pathetic. Mom prolly grateful as she would no longer being paranoid her daughter might got into what she called &lt;i&gt;terlarang&lt;/i&gt;. The older ciecie was surprisingly wise saying that "it may change coz you have to open your heart". The other ciecie was laughing at me in relief she had no idea what a gloomy Sunday I went thru yesterday. Credit to my law assignment it could shift my mind away even for a mere thirty seconds. Yet, I still pay a short visit to My Pictures folder. They're sitting there. A question's imposed, which button to click? Gosh, I need a painkiller!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-8866724671157914163?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/8866724671157914163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=8866724671157914163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/8866724671157914163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/8866724671157914163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/09/abgish.html' title='ABGish'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-7490870492976974911</id><published>2007-09-06T21:58:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T21:58:34.729+10:00</updated><title type='text'>keluh kesah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm supposed to sit my butt doing Finance Law assignment which is due in exactly a week! All the notes are just arm away, the draft I prepared yesterday's waiting to be expanded. And here I am, writing this blog coz my mind isn't there, not just yet. It's still enjoying its last minutes before it got burnt thinking which section to apply on which case, which Act regulates which issue and not to mention all those law jargon, dictionary's now become my new best friend. Susaaaaaaaah banget buat mulai belajar. Banyak banget tetek bengeknya. Beresin apartment lah, download catetan lah (padahal dah siap sedia di depan mata!), etc etc. Daaaan betapa tambah sulitnya belajar kalo si empunya otak sedang dilanda asmara. Cuuiiiiih ABG ish banget! But hey, isnt it good being like ABG? It's kinda fun in a way though. The sparks and butterflies, senyum senyum sendiri ga jelas. Indahnya.....And this might be the first time ever that I'm so excited coming to work. Yes, work which gonna be shut down in less than two weeks time, damn! Kenapa ga dari dulu sih?! #$%^&amp;** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, spring is in the air! Love the blossoms and the fresh air I can now throw those bulky jackets and coats away in the closet, for the time being. Ramadhan juga sebentar lagi. Minal Aidin Wal Faidzin, Maaf Lahir Batin ya semuanya. Semoga amal ibadah kita di bulan Suci nanti diterima oleh Allah SWT, amin. Lebaran jauh lagi deh dari rumah. Kangen masakan khas Lebaran bikinan mama. Kangen sungkeman sama yg di tua kan. Kangen halal bihalal sama keluarga besar. Kangen denger takbir keliling, &lt;i&gt;Allahhu Akbar Allahu Akbar Walillah Ilham&lt;/i&gt;. Kangen tarawih berjamaah di mesjid yang makin deket Lebaran makin sepi karena ditinggal mudik jemaahnya. I miss home, already. And I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-7490870492976974911?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/7490870492976974911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=7490870492976974911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/7490870492976974911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/7490870492976974911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/09/keluh-kesah.html' title='keluh kesah'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-1728771628387084187</id><published>2007-09-03T21:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T21:44:36.359+10:00</updated><title type='text'>diminishing marginal utility</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ever wondered what on earth Paris Hilton, Nicole Richie, Lindsay Lohan and the other Hollywood &lt;i&gt;A-listers&lt;/i&gt; got in their mind they've become the main prey of paparazzi, mainly due to their &lt;i&gt;indescribable&lt;/i&gt; actions? The most common answer you might come up with is because they're after fame (more and more fame I should say). If that's the case, try to apply the law of &lt;b&gt;Diminishing Marginal Utility&lt;/b&gt;. I first encountered this theory during Intro to Micro in first year. Swear to God, it took me ages to swallow the theory and fit it into my brain (me dont like Economics)! So the theory says, the more consumption (wealth) you have, the less pleasure you receive from the consumption (wealth). Why on earth you'd be less pleased by having more wealth? Because there's this &lt;b&gt;threshold of satisfaction&lt;/b&gt; where an individual wouldnt feel as satisfied as the first time he has the consumption (generated wealth) once the threshold is crossed.  Now, let's plug in the theory to those A-listers' case. You could say that they might have got the threshold crossed ages ago to explain their, again, indescribable actions. They no longer find any satisfaction from having more wealth. Surely having stuffs like first-class holidays, designers' stuff, exclusive mansion, party, etc etc are a-piece-of-cake for them. Then how do they please and satisfy themselves (apart from sex)? Those indescribable actions might be the one. Iseng, ga peduli apa kata orang yang penting hati syenang dan puas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-1728771628387084187?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/1728771628387084187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=1728771628387084187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/1728771628387084187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/1728771628387084187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/09/diminishing-marginal-utility.html' title='diminishing marginal utility'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-6524455857708006554</id><published>2007-09-02T08:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T08:28:51.080+10:00</updated><title type='text'>short term memory loss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"waaah cieeee lagi jatuh cinta ya lo" a friend of mine said. Question is, I forgot how it feels like to be in love? How beautiful the sparks and the butterflies are? Anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-6524455857708006554?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/6524455857708006554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=6524455857708006554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/6524455857708006554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/6524455857708006554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/09/short-term-memory-loss.html' title='short term memory loss'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-5511252362671806868</id><published>2007-08-29T19:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T20:25:37.380+10:00</updated><title type='text'>cupcakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;asik asik asik.....mu dibawain cupcakes dari shop &lt;a href="http://www.cupcakesonline.com.au/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ama ibu &lt;a href="http://schizilly.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yang sedang berlibur di Sydney. Tenkyu lho ibu nya! yep yep, me looovveee cupcakes. there was this time where I've never thought that I would really into cupcakes. "Makanan &lt;i&gt;jual tampang&lt;/i&gt;" that was the very first impression I had towards cupcakes. Iya kan, penampilan nya emang appealing banget, lucu, mungil. warna warni, pokonya artistik. Liat aja nih....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a207/neng-inne/cupcakes-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tapi ternyata oh ternyata, cupcakes are deadly addictive Katie Holmes even served heaps of her fave cupcakes on a party thrown for the Beckhams (credit to NW, People, etc hehehe)! Those nicely-done icing really what cupcake is all about (apparently the cake base for most cupcakes are merely either vanilla or choc cakes, basic ones. So nothing special about the cakes really)! But the icing aint merely just an icing, it tastes so damn good! Well that would depend on where you got the cupcakes from though. Every cupcakes shop usually got their signature cupcakes which basically emphasising the icing rather than the cake. Try to snatch some from a cupcake store and let yourself be heavenly indulged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-5511252362671806868?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/5511252362671806868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=5511252362671806868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/5511252362671806868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/5511252362671806868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/08/cupcakes.html' title='cupcakes'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-1054857850080097369</id><published>2007-08-23T21:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T21:39:04.922+10:00</updated><title type='text'>to stay or not to stay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bingung bingung bingung! as the finish line draws even closer, i still cant figure out "what on earth am i gonna do NEXT?". Current plan's going back to indo &lt;b&gt;for good&lt;/b&gt; and looking for a job there or in nearby Asian countries (read: Singapore or Malaysia). But then, as my buddies here getting more determined than ever to keep me stay in the state, I started to get shaken. "Should I give it a go?" asked myself. True that there are much more job opportunities here than back in Indo. But it's also true that I will have to compete with heaps of graduates who come from the same education background and prolly with much better qualification than mine, ga &lt;i&gt;pede&lt;/i&gt;. It's pretty much like gambling I should say. On one hand, I toss a die hoping that a good job with a big-fat paycheck would come. On the other hand, that die might turned to be such a waste of time if that job is unlikely to come. Buang buang waktu, duit, tenaga dan pikiran *sighs*. &lt;i&gt;Ya Allah, give me Your guidance and lead me to the way with Your ridha, amin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-1054857850080097369?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/1054857850080097369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=1054857850080097369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/1054857850080097369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/1054857850080097369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-stay-or-not-to-stay.html' title='to stay or not to stay?'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-7906239005179149648</id><published>2007-08-17T07:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T08:16:29.975+10:00</updated><title type='text'>redundant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;안녕! &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahaha mu pamer critanya, dah bisa nulis2 lagi pake Korean character di lappy, yippieeee! neway, a co-worker of mine told me a very bad news, well didn't really bother me much though, but it's like a nightmare for the other hundreds: we' re being made &lt;b&gt;REDUNDANT&lt;/b&gt;. Yes, I do upset as my plan for travelling might go in ashtray but what about those people who have been working there for years (some even for more than 20 years!) and might find it difficult to find a new job due to their age restriction? What about those earn the living for their family (the chef in my counter just got a new babygirl and he still got a huge mortgage to settle), &lt;i&gt;ngenes&lt;/i&gt;. And this is ridiculous, that company I-better-not-mention-the-name said that we could continue working there as &lt;b&gt;casual&lt;/b&gt; employees but we will have to &lt;b&gt;re-apply&lt;/b&gt;. Hellooo.....why on earth do we have to re-apply, competing with those who have never worked there before!!! Oh did I mention that &lt;b&gt;nepotism&lt;/b&gt; also applies here?! Oh yes! A relative of my manager got transferred to another department weeks prior to the announcement. Fyi, he's a casual employee and he hasn't been working for long. So while hundreds of us loosing our jobs, he's been enjoying his new position, how &lt;i&gt;nice&lt;/i&gt; eh? Well, I hope I could find a new and better job with as good as co-workers I've had but better managers!! And hopefully the other co-workers will be able to cope with the situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-7906239005179149648?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/7906239005179149648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=7906239005179149648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/7906239005179149648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/7906239005179149648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/08/redundant.html' title='redundant'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-1929253344734528092</id><published>2007-08-11T21:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T22:04:37.036+10:00</updated><title type='text'>kembali ke peradaban</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;back in melb....back to school....back to work....back to the kinda life ive been thru for the last four years. yep, four years. and for four years ive known this awesome buddy of mine. Wilujeng Amanda Andi Wellang, B. Arts (Media &amp; Communication), ur a graduate at last!! it's been a truly wonderful four years knowing you. pertama dikenalin ke Manda sama Mba Novi, counsellor nya IDP. pertama ketemu sugan teh orangnya &lt;i&gt;cicingeun&lt;/i&gt; taunya beeeeuuh jauh dari cicingeun, bawel! masih inget, Manda pernah blg "Manda suka ngejailin Neng, adik Manda. Manda ga akan berenti kalo dia blom nangis." and pretty much I know what Neng has been thru hehehe. Terus, masih inget juga pas pertama nyampe ke Melb (we're on the same flight), Manda yang ga ditemenin sama mama papa nya blg "Manda sengaja ga ditemenin mama papa, biar Manda tau rasanya nyampe di tempat baru sendirian, kaya bayi baru lahir ke dunia". Dan hari ini, mama papa nya Manda ada di Melb buat ngeliat anaknya diwisuda. Terharu deh. I nearly shed my tears in front of Tante &amp;amp; Om. Jiss ngerakeun pisan mun nepi keun ka ceurik mah hehehe. Well, congrats to you Manda. All the best for everything. I'll be a graduate like you in just four months, insyaallah. *Hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Neway, it's good to be back here. sooo excited knowing that this is gonna be my last semester at uni, insyaallah. knowing that I'll soon walk thru that aisle to get my graduation certificate with my graduation dress on. Oh, did I mention that I wont have to prepare my &lt;i&gt;kebaya&lt;/i&gt; way in advance, book a make-up artist as well as a photography studio weeks before? And this is the coolest part those doing a bachelor degree in Indo might wanna gimme a punch: I will &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; have to do my thesis ie &lt;i&gt;skripsi&lt;/i&gt;, how cool's that? hehehe. Ya Allah, mudahkanlah jalanku, amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Got some highlight during the first two weeks in Melb. I've just been thru some gadget problems. My dearest iPod got fucked up it couldnt even be fixed. DEAD! so staring at others, observing their outfit and not to mention commenting on them on the train to uni's become my new habit. Trust me, sometimes it helps esp when you got a morning class you easily got sleepy on the train! Then, my coolest lappy ever got 'sick' I had to admit it for a one-night repair which cost me bucks I would have got two to three tops with it, damn! It's okay now apart from the fact that for some reasons I cant install the Korean text input system which is super duper essential for my Korean assignment. Aaannndddd that fingerprint identification system which is my fave feature of this lappy wouldnt recognize my fingerprint I felt like slamming the lappy to the wall! I hate to type my ID and password everytime I gotta login to anything which require some ID check! All in all, it's been smooth sailing so far. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-1929253344734528092?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/1929253344734528092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=1929253344734528092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/1929253344734528092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/1929253344734528092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/08/kembali-ke-peradaban.html' title='kembali ke peradaban'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-1798422273743047921</id><published>2007-06-19T22:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T22:58:32.610+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sexy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;angelina jolie once said: "a man looks sexiest when he's being with children". cant argue more with you ange! when do you think a man looks sexiest? here goes mine:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;when he's praying, leading the jamaah, and reading the Holy Qur'an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;playing a piano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;talking in a smart and wise way, not pretending to be smart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;making a decision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;playing sport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;talking about the latest gadgets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;wearing jeans &lt;i&gt;belel&lt;/i&gt;, a tee, sneakers, and a hoodie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmm...anyone? ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-1798422273743047921?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/1798422273743047921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=1798422273743047921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/1798422273743047921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/1798422273743047921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/06/sexy.html' title='sexy'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-7361075494767555966</id><published>2007-06-17T22:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T23:06:14.857+10:00</updated><title type='text'>asian fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;huahuahua parah parah!!! blame that Mandarin song in the previous post, I now cant stop dreaming of having a chinese-descendant husband so that my future children would have their own Chinese name. For instance it would end up like: ....... Putri Lee (daughter) or ...... Putra Lee (son). I like chinese family names like Lee, Zhao, or Zhang. Dont ask what they mean. They just sound cool ^_^ I do have a Chinese name too, unofficial one. My former &lt;i&gt;lao shi&lt;/i&gt; gave it to me. How does that sound to have a name mix of Arabic-Chinese? Hmm.....got few years to come up with one until the time I dont have to dream anymore hihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-7361075494767555966?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/7361075494767555966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=7361075494767555966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/7361075494767555966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/7361075494767555966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/06/asian-fever.html' title='asian fever'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-9018608226871627387</id><published>2007-06-16T08:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T23:08:05.957+10:00</updated><title type='text'>fairytale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im really into listening to piano. especially those &lt;i&gt;mellow&lt;/i&gt; and classics pieces. ive always dreamt to play at least a piece perfectly, and it's like expecting the sun to rise from the west!! ga mungkin!! fyi, i had a piano lesson for almost a year when i was a lil. but then the teacher gave up and saying to my sister "adik mba kayanya susah buat bisa main piano, progress nya lambat sekali. level nya ga naik2". gubrak!!! so that's it, arts has never been my thing. be it playing instruments, singing (apalagi yang ini!), painting, or dancing. no wonder i get super jealous everytime i see my niece playing piano very well. she's so talented. she's been playing piano for nearly 4 years now, and she often got invited for recital. how proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;neway, i got the latest addition on my playlist. it's a Mandarin song by Michael Wong (those who've known me for ages know im a diehard fan of Asian music! hehehe) It's called "Tong Hua" means "Fairytale" in English. News says this song was claimed as the best Mandarin song in the 21st century! Been aired for almost 2 years now and it's still on the top chart! Love at the first (hear?) to this song!!! Been listening to it over and over again! Gonna look for the piano chord and ask my niece to play it for me hahaha. Nasib ga bisa maen piano!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2R0_daxw9RA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2R0_daxw9RA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-9018608226871627387?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/9018608226871627387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=9018608226871627387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/9018608226871627387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/9018608226871627387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/06/fairytale.html' title='fairytale'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-571183655821488043</id><published>2007-06-09T19:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T20:19:27.724+10:00</updated><title type='text'>C R A P S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there werent lotsa students when I came to the library this morning. It was a lovely Saturday morning where I usually have the green enviro bag on one hand and the grocery list on the other as I walk thru each aisle in Victoria Market. I love grocery shopping! Yet today, I have a paper bag filled with TWO HEAVY textbooks on one hand, and a bag full of notes on the other *sigh*. As I was flipping over the notes and the textbook, more and more students flooding the study hall made it no longer look like a study hall, but more like a fish market instead. Seven hours non-stop of studying was more than enuff to torture my brain as by that time I could no longer concentrate and to top it off, my tummy starting to complain! So I decided to go home hoping that some fresh air could rejuvenate my brain, and ready to get back into the battle field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess I made a huge mistake! It was quite unusual as people flooded the city on Sat nite. Prolly due to the match between the Lions and the Bulldogs, whatever! On the trams, some girls were having a chatt: "eh lo ke Country Road ga? ada cardigan nya lucu banget lho!" and the other went "oh yah? gua sih lagi nyari skinny jeans nih." and the list went on (oh, they've already had some paper bags on their hands!). This Indo guy even said "gimana lo dah siap buat exam? udah, nyantey aja dulu, refreshing". More and more other people were ready to have some fun tonight! I think I should have stayed in the library till it closes as apparently the plan to have some fresh air turned out to be waaaay too stressful, looking at those people having fun on a lovely Sat night, while I got pile of notes ready to study! And these &lt;i&gt;seasonal&lt;/i&gt; pimples really driving me nuts as they always pop up in a very bad time, exam period! Now I feel like my head become so heavy, no, it's not headache. I guess it's trying to say "Inne, please...dont make me even heavier tonite". Well, I'm terribly sorry 'brain', we're not done yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-571183655821488043?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/571183655821488043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=571183655821488043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/571183655821488043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/571183655821488043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/06/c-r-p-s.html' title='C R A P S'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-5880941507966984785</id><published>2007-06-02T17:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T18:26:05.413+10:00</updated><title type='text'>irresistable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;been sitting my butt all day for business finance when the sudden urge to have a cuppa coffee was terribly hard to resist. Thanks to my hard-to-please digestive system, I got a free regular cuppa coffee for every TEN cups purchased @ $4.60 = $46.00. Could have got a tee with that! Was no fan of coffee coz it used to make me dizzy and stuffs. Thanks again to those coffee shops here in melby (i meant, heaps of'em!), I no longer able to barricade the tempting smell of it. Some people said, tea might be the best substitute for coffee as it gives you pretty much the same effect for the digestive system. So I grabbed the PURE green tea bags and been frequently brewing it every single day, while I was trying to put aside any thought of having a cuppa coffee. Obviously, I wouldnt travelled all the way to Gloria Jean's today had the green tea worked for me! Uh well, I guess Gloria Jean's loves me that much they cant even give up on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Neway, got two weeks before the first paper. Pretty much revised 60% of the scariest paper of the semester! And that Korean oral test wasnt as hard as I've imagined. All have been smooth sailing so far. Oh, guess what?! I finally made friend with two Korean girls! Uve no idea how ecstatic I was when I finally got to know'em! Fyi, there's not heaps of Korean studying at uni. Most of'em came to Aussie to study English in some particular institutions. So, cant really expect to bump into any of'em at uni. They come from Seoul and they're very nice indeed. They're willing to teach me Korean patiently and they even spare some times to check my written assignment, how cool was that?! They even promised to be my personal tour guide if I happen to visit Korea *fingers cross* Anyone feel like travelling to Korea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-5880941507966984785?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/5880941507966984785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=5880941507966984785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/5880941507966984785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/5880941507966984785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/06/irresistable.html' title='irresistable'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-5636579956912286503</id><published>2007-05-20T14:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T15:05:56.769+10:00</updated><title type='text'>let the battle begin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;어머!! alamaaak.....exams r just around the corner!!! NO i am not ready yet!!! even cuman enrolled tiga subjects, inne ga mau sompral by saying "alaaah....tiga subjects doang mah cemen, ama ngupil juga susahan ngupil (sompral pisan ini mah namanya!)". musim exams dateng berarti waktunya buat &lt;i&gt;check-in&lt;/i&gt; jadi temporary visitor nya library. siapin mental just in case i put some weights on mengingat kalo seharian di library (belajar), anda akan membutuhkan snack yang cukup memadai bukan, dan tentunya bakal sedikit banget waktu buat exercise (what an excuse!).  TAPI stelah itu, aku pulaaaaaaaaaaang!! im so not gonna miss melbournely-freezin winter chill.  cukuplah empat taun terakhir ngerasain winter. then im gonna have a culinary tour in Bandung till my heart content (this is what guilty pleasure is all about). trus mau belajar istilah istilah yang katanya lagi &lt;i&gt;nge-trend&lt;/i&gt; di indo kaya: &lt;i&gt;cape deeh&lt;/i&gt; (harus sambil megang jidat ya??), &lt;i&gt;akyu &amp; kamyu&lt;/i&gt; (OMG ini mah way to ABG pisan bahasanya!), dll. no intention to apply those in my daily conversation, thanks but NO. hanya sekedar tau dah cukup kan?  well, wish me luck for the exams ok! 아자 아자 Inne!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-5636579956912286503?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/5636579956912286503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=5636579956912286503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/5636579956912286503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/5636579956912286503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/05/let-battle-begin.html' title='let the battle begin'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-2700462791783787036</id><published>2007-05-18T08:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T09:24:24.137+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the most perfect gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 407px; HEIGHT: 326px" height="326" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a207/neng-inne/babycute.jpg" width="451" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They've never failed to put a smile upon my face. Never once. Doesnt matter if they're sleeping, crying, clinging onto their mom's embrace, or even annoyingly asking bout this and that, they always make my day. I dont get it how could some stupid parents who I'm sure wont be able to sleep peacefully for the rest of their life, would just abandon their child or even their newborn babies, alas, sometimes even in a very inhuman manner! The most common excuse was because "the baby's UNwanted". Then dont do it the first place moron! Even if you do, you shouldnt have been so freakingly stupid to proceed without protection! That's what condoms are for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyhow, I once went to an orphanage back in Indo. There was this beautiful baby girl with a pair of stunningly pretty eyes. Cant remember her name. The second I saw her, I couldnt help but to hold her and embrace her in my arms. She had no idea how did she end up in the orphanage. She had no idea who her parents were nor she knew why would they left her there. Yet one thing for sure, she knew that she needs warmth and love. Unconditional ones. Only then she would be in the state of complete happiness. Tears streaming down my face by the time I was about to leave. She wouldnt let me go. She's crying and somehow with her unspoken baby language she's saying "Please come back soon". I didnt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-2700462791783787036?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/2700462791783787036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=2700462791783787036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/2700462791783787036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/2700462791783787036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/05/most-perfect-gift.html' title='the most perfect gift'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-3071938171857078380</id><published>2007-05-08T16:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T14:23:45.278+10:00</updated><title type='text'>사랑</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;동욱 어빠, 사랑 해요!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-3071938171857078380?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/3071938171857078380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=3071938171857078380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/3071938171857078380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/3071938171857078380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='사랑'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-755228721159967396</id><published>2007-05-03T23:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T23:47:59.852+10:00</updated><title type='text'>oriental</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERINGATAN&lt;/strong&gt;: sebelum baca the whole entry, just keep in mind that this entry is written merely based on personal experiences. Tidak ada unsur SARA whatsoever. So no complaints will be accepted hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jadi begini....bukti kalo Inne anak kandung papa bisa dilihat dengan jelas salah satunya dari mata. Yep, I have his oriental-look eyes. Sipit. Sayang nya kulit putih bersih papa ga sepenuhnya nurun ke Inne hihihi. Neway, punya mata sipit dan kulit yang &lt;em&gt;whitening-in-progress&lt;/em&gt; bikin orang sering nyangkain Inne seorang chinese. Entah itu chinese langsung dari China mainland, atau chinese dari negara lain. Pokonya ber-ras chinese. Well, I dont mind with it really. Ga rugi juga. Yang bikin heran, emang se-chinese-look itu kah Inne? So I gathered few references to actually come up with a final conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;suatu ketika, lagi dinner sama anak anak entah knapa tiba2 percakapan nyangkut tentang tampang. Michelle said: "you know what, first time I saw you I thought ur a chinese (Indonesian-Chinese maksudnya). And now I realise you actually look even more chinese than Fran (fyi, Fran is Indo-Chinese yang notabene tampang nya chinese banget!)". Bengong untuk pertama kalinya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lagi di uni, tutorial Korean tepatnya. Ada cewe chinese (entah dari negara mana) duduk pas banget di sebelah. She's pretty struggle reading Korean character. Prolly because she mixed it up with Chinese character (I took a glance she wrote something in Chinese). She asked me for help. She then asked "are you Chinese?". As I'm quite struggle myself, she prolly thought I somehow mix it up with Chinese character as she did. Bengong untuk kedua kalinya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lagi di gym mau pilates private session. Ada cewe yang obvious banget dari China (secara dia ngasih tau aja gitu!). Setelah perkenalan basa basi sana sini, dengan muka penuh expectation as in kalo-Inne-Chinese-juga-brarti-dia-bisa-ngomong-pake-Mandarin-ma-Inne (she's slightly struggle speaking English), dia nanya "are you Chinese?". Narik nafas panjang (dah mulai bisa nerima kenyataan jd ga bengong lagi) dan dengan bangganya bilang "no, I'm Indonesian. But I learnt Mandarin for two years so I know some Mandarin words". Lagi lagi dengan muka penuh expectation dia nanya "so you can speak Mandarin?" Iiiiih si cici, wo bu hui shuo Hanyu!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jadi berdasarkan references di atas, I came up with a conclusion: I realise I do look like a Chinese and I really dont mind with it. That would even be better if I had a bright skin to match up with the eyes hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-755228721159967396?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/755228721159967396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=755228721159967396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/755228721159967396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/755228721159967396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/05/oriental.html' title='oriental'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-513084976673552614</id><published>2007-04-05T10:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T16:40:51.932+10:00</updated><title type='text'>MARRIAGE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Marriage entails &lt;b&gt;up-front investment&lt;/b&gt; in courtship. Future&lt;br /&gt;happiness is &lt;b&gt;uncertain&lt;/b&gt; and marriage can usually only be&lt;br /&gt;reversed at &lt;b&gt;substantial&lt;/b&gt; emotional and monetary cost.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a better match has option value.&lt;br /&gt;One would expect partners to wait for a high threshold of&lt;br /&gt;compatibility to justify getting married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so, have you exercised your option?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-513084976673552614?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/513084976673552614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=513084976673552614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/513084976673552614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/513084976673552614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/04/marriage.html' title='MARRIAGE'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-7932228059004360956</id><published>2007-04-04T14:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T10:51:30.835+10:00</updated><title type='text'>new sub-chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;knapa new sub-chapter? karena Inne masih tetep Inne yang menghitung bulan hingga saatnya lulus dari uni dan masih tetep wondering "what am I gonna do NEXT?". Bedanya, sekarang saksi bisunya bukan lagi master bedroom dengan jendela yang hampir nge cover setengah luas kamar (bisa dibayangkan sepanas apa kamar itu pas lagi summer!) dengan &lt;i&gt;pemandangan&lt;/i&gt; high-rise apartment buildings. Now I have my new sanctuary. A semi one-bedroom apartment yang sangat nyaman dengan segala fasilitas dan environment yang quite dan peaceful. Alhamdulillah, semua kepenatan soal moving out-in dah lewat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lagi sangat menikmati hidup lebih dari biasanya. Dengan hanya tiga subjects enrolled di uni, dunia terasa lebih indah dan menyenangkan, meaning more time to spend buat bersenang senang dan bergembira *I wish*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Easter bunny's come to town! A week of Easter break should be sufficient to compress all five-weeks material of three subjects to fit into my brain *sighs*. Neway, I got my eyes teary yesterday at the end of Finance lecture. I got brokenhearted coz my all-time fave lecturer Dr. George Wong will no longer take the subject. No, he didnt retired or something. Just got another lecturer taking over the second half of the semester. See, farewell aint good for me! Gosh, he's just an amazing lecturer dengan gayanya yang bak Japanese rocker dan titlenya yg Dr. Dia lecturer pertama yang bisa bikin Inne betah dengerin lecture online dari awal ampe tamat! Kalo lecturer laen mah boro2 dengerin lecture online buat ngulang materi, dateng ke lecture aja dah sukur alhamdulillah. Rencananya Inne mau do something norak at the end of the semester (underline:&lt;i&gt;norak&lt;/i&gt;). I'll drop by to his office, ask him to take a pic with me. Tertawalah, hina hina lah diriku, dont care! I cant hear yooouuuu ^_^ Poto bareng ga harus ma artis atau selebritis kan (bela diri mode ON) hehehe. What an honour to have him as my lecturer. Thanks heaps George!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-7932228059004360956?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/7932228059004360956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=7932228059004360956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/7932228059004360956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/7932228059004360956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-sub-chapter.html' title='new sub-chapter'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-5769080503730982879</id><published>2007-03-26T22:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T23:39:32.426+10:00</updated><title type='text'>REAL OPTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Couldnt stop thinking and smiling on the way back from uni today. These words keep coming back over and over again. He's right. Totally right. The good thing is, finally I found a shortcut to visualize the concept which would cost you time and effort to really pick it up. Well, at least it does cost me much coz me and Finance aint like girls and their very bestfriend, diamond (not that I've got heaps of it, but would love to have much of it hehehe). Where were we? Right, the concept. So my super duper cool lecturer Dr. George Wong (tell you next time what makes him the coolest lecturer at uni ever!), explained bout the theory of &lt;b&gt;Real Option&lt;/b&gt;. I'm so not gonna take you thru what the theory is all about and stuffs, just wanna share that we, human being, are most prolly apply this theory in real life ie relationship. As the name may suggest, Real Option gives you the right to choose whether you wanna take a particular investment or reject it. You could also delay the investment if you think you dont have enough cash in ur pocket at the decision-making time. Dont you think it's the same thing as how we view a relationship? Well, I might say relationship is pretty much like investment. You wouldnt enter into a relationship if you knew that it wont generate positive return, right? Well, you might look the positive return from different perspective as I do, but in general, wouldnt it be the case that we're all facing? Oh, did I say the Real Option gives you right to &lt;i&gt;delay&lt;/i&gt; the investment? Yep, that's what bastards actually do!!! Oh yes, you're right. I know this kinda people so very well. Here's what they do: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Selecting the investment opportunity from various sources. Could be friends, friends of a friend, neighbour, family, or even online dating site!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Conduct initial assessment of the investment project by acquiring as much information as possible about the project. How good is it, how it's gonna benefit the investor etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And this should be the most important step in what those kinda bastards doing: they then proceed to endless (&lt;i&gt;underline: endless&lt;/i&gt;) assessment where they dont seem to have any intention whether to take or reject the investment project. What they do is simply delaying the decision-making because they simply enjoying the assessment process. As they getting more and more information about the investment project, they could also engage in another investment project, doing the same thing, never-ending assessment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What could be more precious than this particular investment? Trillion of cash? Nah, people's heart is a priceless asset that shouldnt be taken for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-5769080503730982879?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/5769080503730982879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=5769080503730982879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/5769080503730982879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/5769080503730982879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/03/real-option.html' title='REAL OPTION'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-1775176056700413648</id><published>2007-03-25T08:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T08:48:07.324+10:00</updated><title type='text'>girls' nite out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Really had fun last nite. We're having dinner, taking piccies in that &lt;i&gt;abg-banget&lt;/i&gt; photo booth, then proceeded to this so called &lt;i&gt;dingin dingin-minum-hot-choc-enak-nih-kayaknya&lt;/i&gt; which we assumed as having dessert after a huge portion of dinner, rakus! Enjoyed every bits of it to the max. Sangat sangat cocok buat ngobatin &lt;b&gt;suntuk yang teramat sangat&lt;/b&gt;. And yes, we're planning to have a girls' nite out on a fortnightly basis. The thing is, kenapa baru sekarang??!! Disaat bentar lagi kita smua bakal lulus *fingers cross*?? Tak apa, better be late than never rite? Huhuhu tapi mereka jahat, coz they're gonna stay here in Melby while I &lt;b&gt;have to&lt;/b&gt; go back home atas titah sang ibunda. Mau dikawinin kali yah? hihihihi. Bakalan kangen banget ma mereka dengan berbagai macam tingkahnya. Ada &lt;b&gt;penyusup&lt;/b&gt; dari uni lain yang punya side-job as Inne's trash bin, love you much Ndut! Ada yang jago banget make-up ampe disebut &lt;b&gt;si make-up guru&lt;/b&gt; (she'll be happy to have one-on-one make-up session with you hehehe). Ada &lt;b&gt;imigran gelap&lt;/b&gt; dari Malaysia yang selalu bilang "why Indonesian always talk soooo fast??". Tapi ga lebih cepet dari Malaysian ngomong Melayu kan?? hihihi. Ada yang selalu &lt;b&gt;happy-go-lucky&lt;/b&gt;, yang kalo baru kenal tampak malu malu dan pendiem, tapi kalo udah kenal, anda lebih baik menjaga jarak approx 3 metres away kalo ga mau jadi malu maluin. Ada yang selalu &lt;b&gt;colorful&lt;/b&gt; dengan clothing &amp; accessories nya yang again colorful. Ada yang diam diam menghanyutkan as in janganlah-pergi-ke-tempat-shopping-apalagi-kalo-ada-sale sama dia, unless you have a thick pile of cash to spend. She's &lt;b&gt;dangerously persuassive&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last but not least, ada yang kalem banget kaya &lt;b&gt;putri Solo&lt;/b&gt; yang teramat sangat sensitive (talked on the phone for 45 mins, crying coz she felt she wouldnt make it for Law exam) dan sering gundah karena masalah asmara. Yah begitulah segelintir tentang cewe cewe hebat dan menyenangkan yang bikin hari hari Inne terasa lebih indah dan berwarna, sssaaahhhhh! Love you all to the max *smooch*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-1775176056700413648?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/1775176056700413648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=1775176056700413648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/1775176056700413648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/1775176056700413648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/03/girls-nite-out.html' title='girls&apos; nite out'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-829613843795190035</id><published>2007-02-27T15:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T15:46:31.679+11:00</updated><title type='text'>blue Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I didn't put my mascara on. I knew it's gonna happen. It did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She's gone. He's gone. They're gone. Have a safe flight Mama, Adit. So glad to have you here. I'll see you back there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-829613843795190035?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/829613843795190035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=829613843795190035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/829613843795190035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/829613843795190035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/02/blue-tuesday.html' title='blue Tuesday'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-9223061249096725521</id><published>2007-02-26T09:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T10:06:21.203+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Back in Melbourne already. Langsung terserang gatel2 ga jelas di sekujur tangan dan kaki, hiks. Currently have mama and my cousin here for holiday. They're leaving for Indo tomorrow, curiga bakal banjir air mata :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liburan di Indo kemarin bisa dibilang liburan yang &lt;i&gt;ngga&lt;/i&gt; banget. Bukan, bukan karena durasinya yang cuman satu bulan saja. Tapi karena beberapa kejadian yang bikin liburan itu sendiri jadi kurang menyenangkan. Sudahlah, ga perlu dibahas kejadian apa, yang penting semoga kejadian-kejadian itu ga terulang lagi, amiiiiiin. Trus, niat buat catch up ma temen2 juga ga sepenuhnya kesampean. Beberapa dari mereka sibuk ma kerjaannya dan ditambah banjir yg &lt;i&gt;oh la la&lt;/i&gt; di Jakarta, bikin niat buat catch up makin susah buat terealisasi. Anyway, next time we gotta make sure to spend some quality time, ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family will never let you down. Pas banget buat ngegambarin liburan kmaren. Despite all those &lt;i&gt;ngga-banget&lt;/i&gt; things, my days were lightened up by my family back there. Pas lagi &lt;i&gt;detoksifikasi paru paru&lt;/i&gt; di suatu daerah pegunungan di Garut sana, we were laughing like hell we couldnt even resist the tears over some craps. Indah banget. Liat ponakan ponakan yang slalu ngegemesin jadi obat penenang hati yang sangat mujarab, alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, begitulah. Uni starts today. Semoga the next time Inne mudik ke Indo udah menyandang gelar bachelor dari uni, amiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-9223061249096725521?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/9223061249096725521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=9223061249096725521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/9223061249096725521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/9223061249096725521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/02/update.html' title='the update'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-116961885825555549</id><published>2007-01-24T17:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T17:11:38.836+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seminggu, yep baru seminggu Inne di Bandung. Waktu yg biasanya Inne anggap terlalu sebentar buat ngelepas kangen sama loved ones di Bandung. Tapi entah kenapa, liburan kali ini berasa jalan lamaaaaaaa banget. Baru seminggu tapi Inne dah ngerasa kangen ma Melbourne. Ajaib. Semua temen2 Inne di Melbourne pasti setuju soalnya mereka tau gimana excitednya Inne kalo mau pulang kampung. Bukan, bukan karena Bandung yang udah ga senyaman dulu lagi (walaupun sedikit banyak Inne ga bakal nyangkal kalo sekarang Bandung makin semrawut!). Bukan juga karena Inne reuwas ma lingkungan sekitar (baca: temen temen) yang sedikit banyak juga dah berubah seiring jalannya waktu. Ngga ngerti kenapa….mungkin karena waktu Inne di Melbourne yang insyaallah cuman tinggal 1 taun lagi, amiiiiiiiiiiiiin. Akan teramat sangat kangen Melbourne. Neway, even baru seminggu disini tapi dah lumayan banyak juga yg dialamin. Alhamdulillah hal2 yang menyenangkan, walaupun ada juga beberapa kejadian yang cukup pitonjokeun bikin kesel. Seneng banget liat keluarga yang alhamdulillah sehat walafiat. Ponakan2 ku yang makin cakep dan cantik cantik (ssstt…..tinggi badan Inne bentar lagi bakal kesusul ma ponakan yang masih kelas 6 SD, anak jaman sekarang!! Hehehe). Seneng juga ketemu temen temen yang dah lama ga ketemu. Dan tentunya bahagia teramat sangat bisa makan lagi makanan2 enak di Bandung, yummy! Well, daripada whining ga jelas, kayaknya mendingan Inne puas2in waktu selama di Bandung. Nikmatin semuanya selagi bisa, biar ntar ga homesick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-116961885825555549?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/116961885825555549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=116961885825555549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/116961885825555549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/116961885825555549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2007/01/update.html' title='the update'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-116570526190939333</id><published>2006-12-10T09:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T10:01:01.973+11:00</updated><title type='text'>this and that</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;n need of a &lt;b&gt;foot massage&lt;/b&gt; session. GEMPOR. that's the word after standing for 10 hrs non-stop serving the customers, moving around here and there at work. kakiku malang.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;ounting days sampai tiba saatnya tgl 16 January. Indonesia.....aku pulang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;eeply in love with Korea: its food, dramas &amp; movies, culture, language, and those not-to-miss-good-looking actors :) &lt;i&gt;Dae Hamingguk, ja ja ja ja ja!!&lt;/i&gt;. It's positive that Korean would be one of the subjects i take next semester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;urrently in the mood of having quality exercises. Feels like a true warrior when I deliver some punches and jabs, and execute some 'deadly' kicks during the Body Combat class, WAE!! Feels great when I go swimming in my apt where there's nobody but me swimming in that long three-lanes-only pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Time's up. Off to the work for some cash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-116570526190939333?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/116570526190939333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=116570526190939333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/116570526190939333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/116570526190939333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-and-that.html' title='this and that'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-116453718364014520</id><published>2006-11-26T21:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T21:33:03.703+11:00</updated><title type='text'>it's all about food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;food dan Inne tampak emang udah ditakdirkan layaknya amplop &amp; perangko :) not only I can't live without it, but it seems that the world's revolving toward a direction in which Inne &amp;amp; food meet at one spot *hiperbola mode ON*. When I was assigned to work in the food hall dept at my work place, I'm like "hmm....that wasnt my first preference. It would have been nice if I was assigned in the ladies fashion dept instead". But since the first time I performed hours, I fell in love with this department. The people, the flexibility, and the work itself are indeed what job satisfaction is all about. Yes, you'll have to clean up the utensils. Food preparation is a must. Hygiene must be maintained at all time. Oil-mine-look-alike face aint uncommon when it comes to hot takeaway counter in which I work for most of the time. Despite all that, I love working in the food hall. Customers come and go. There's no time for boredom. Just realised it when I was assigned to attend the xmas hamper counter few days ago. All I had to do was to keep an eye on the customers, serving them, and make sure that all the displays are in the presentable condition. The thing is, there werent lotsa customers pass by that area and all the displays were already in a presentable condition. So practically I was left with nothing to do. That was the longset 5 hours shift I've ever done. To top it off, the co-workers were as boring as the job may sound. Hopefully, I wont be assigned to attend that stupid counter again *fingers cross*. All in all, food hall dept is the best and really hope I can be retained to perform hours with them in the future, amin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-116453718364014520?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/116453718364014520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=116453718364014520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/116453718364014520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/116453718364014520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-all-about-food.html' title='it&apos;s all about food'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-116416588713408278</id><published>2006-11-22T13:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T14:25:42.056+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Saengil Chukha Hamnida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAPPY BDAY, PAPA!! yep, papa turns 64 years old today. more than half a decade he's been living, but he never look old. awet muda hehehe. though there's no bday celebration in my family, it's kinda sad that i can't be there on papa's bday. beginilah nasib casual employee on contract, have to stay back otherwise id breach the contract. despite, im glad that he sounds happy when i called him just now. i just can tell from the way he said "Alhamdulillah" when i congratulated him. I miss you, Pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Papa and I have never been too close. I've never told him my personal matters as I would with Mama. It's not that he wouldnt listen to it, I just dont feel comfy with it, &lt;i&gt;kagok&lt;/i&gt;. I'd rather talk about things like sports, business &amp; economic, as well as current affairs as he's always up-to-date. As serious as he may sound, Papa aint really good at throwing a joke, but he could crack up ur laughter with his own way. I love seeing him teasing Mama in which case he would ask me for some supports hehehe. Gosh, uve no idea how much i miss you &amp;amp; Mama. Pick me up at the airport when i get back, will ya? Love you Pa, Ma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-116416588713408278?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/116416588713408278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=116416588713408278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/116416588713408278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/116416588713408278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/11/saengil-chukha-hamnida.html' title='Saengil Chukha Hamnida'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-116391786448907918</id><published>2006-11-19T17:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T14:29:31.623+11:00</updated><title type='text'>d'ooooh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Adis, ponakan Inne yg mau beranjak kelas 1 SMP sms, nanya: lagu kebangsaan Aussie apa? bentuk negara nya apa? OK, question pertama terjawab dengan mudahnya secara tante nya sempet into Aussie national anthem yg emang lumayan enak buat didendangkan :) buat ngejawab question kedua, credits to Google. tau sih kalo disini pake parliamentary system dengan Howard as the PM tapi tampak itu ga ngejawab pertanyaan "bentuk negara". ternyata oh ternyata, bentuk negara Aussie itu constitutional monarchy sodara2 (oooohhh, ga penting!). beberapa menit berselang, sms dtg lagi. kali ini pertanyaannya bener2 what-the banget deh: apa gunung tertinggi di Aussie? doooooooh! why would i know?! was thinking, could it be Mt. Buller, the first snowy mountain ive been to where i hit my bump on the ground several times? can't be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Regardless, Inne ga abis pikir aja knapa pertanyaan ga penting kaya gitu mesti ditanyain? knapa ga yg lebih general aja kaya misalnya: apa gunung tertinggi di dunia? yg lebih general knowledge lah. jd inget pas jaman SD dulu salah satu tugasnya suruh ngapalin smua nama2 menteri di kabinet saat itu (untung pas jaman Inne SD, re-shuffle kabinet blom nge trend hehehe). kadang Inne suka mikir, knapa ya di Indo sistem pendidikannya kadang masih menerapkan kurikulum buat subjects ga penting, atau ada bagian dr subjects itu yg ga penting. Oh jd inget pas jaman kuliah di Unpar when I was enrolled in &lt;b&gt;BUSINESS&lt;/b&gt; major for 2 years. Kalo dgr kata &lt;i&gt;business&lt;/i&gt;, pasti kebayangnya subjects yg bakal diajarin tentunya yg ada hub nya ma business kan, atau ekonomi lah buat lebih luasnya. Tapi, pernah ga kepikiran kalo mata kuliah &lt;b&gt;BIOLOGI&lt;/b&gt; jadi salah satu mata kuliah &lt;b&gt;WAJIB&lt;/b&gt; buat jurusan bisnis? Gosh, I can't believe I got my money and my brain wasted for a semester studying that stupid subject! Kaya gitu tuh yang disebut kurikulum ga penting. Betapa indahnya kalo sistem pendidikan di Indo bisa lebih diarahkan dan fokus sama materi2 yg emang worth learning, ga cuman nerapin kurikulum yang isinya banyak subjects ga penting yg dimasukin ke kurikulum cuman buat standardisasi *sighs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-116391786448907918?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/116391786448907918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=116391786448907918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/116391786448907918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/116391786448907918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/11/dooooh.html' title='d&apos;ooooh'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-116268018231826893</id><published>2006-11-05T08:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T19:10:23.236+11:00</updated><title type='text'>borangan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Insyaallah in a year time, a title of Bachelor of Commerce (Accounting &amp; Finance) will be there, takes its place right after my name (panjang aja tuh title). Yes, that time's coming soon. Real soon. It's more than the time when i'll be posing my bestEST pose wearing the graduation dress (poto akan dipublikasikan ASAP, lulus aja blom!). It's a Gate to A New Life. Serem. I've never befriended with uncertainties, never will. And yet, there's heaps of'em lying ahead the gate. There's no way but to fight against them. The thing is, am I capable enough to fight? I consider myself chicken when it comes to 'the new world'. I do love being in my comfort zone, well who doesnt anyway?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Terbiasa ngejalanin hidup yang well-planned dan slalu dapetin apa yg dia mau, bikin Inne jadi &lt;i&gt;borangan*&lt;/i&gt; sama after-uni life nanti. Self dependance is the issue. No more mama papa kaka om tante dan teman2 involve. Semuanya sendiri. Decision yang harus diambil juga bukan yang cemen2 lagi and fyi, sometimes making a decision ain't my thing. How am I gonna survive? Been thinking to runaway from such a life by taking a further degree in my studies. Tapi kalo gitu, kapan nikahnya??!! hehehe. Dari smua altertanive yang pernah pop up in mind, sepertinya alternative yang ini paling suit me best, insyaallah. Abis lulus, balik Indo for good, cari kerja, while taking a CPA program. Tapi tidak tertutup kemungkinan kalo tiba2 ada yang mengajukan 'proposal' rencana tersebut akan di adjust, ssaaaahhhh (kebelet mode ON) hahaha. Smoga alternative ini jadi yg terbaik dan smoga ga bakal ada penyesalan di kemudian hari, amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*penakut dalam Bahasa Sunda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-116268018231826893?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/116268018231826893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=116268018231826893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/116268018231826893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/116268018231826893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/11/borangan.html' title='borangan'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-116080657280338063</id><published>2006-10-14T16:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T16:23:06.370+10:00</updated><title type='text'>cardiovascular</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://chichicantikjahat.blogspot.com/"&gt;setan cantik&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; yang satu ini bilang "menyenangkan lho punya kecengan, menyehatkan jantung". menyehatkan jantung katanya. kalo versi inne "punya kecengan memang menyenangkan, but when heart becomes involved, you put your heart at risk". nyontek rule of thumb nya investment &lt;i&gt;high risk, high return&lt;/i&gt;, ngecengin seseorang bisa diibaratin &lt;i&gt;high risk, high joy&lt;/i&gt; *galaugundahgulana mode ON*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-116080657280338063?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/116080657280338063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=116080657280338063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/116080657280338063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/116080657280338063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/10/cardiovascular.html' title='cardiovascular'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-116073644656456050</id><published>2006-10-13T20:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:57:55.530+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing Cars</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/zxXwIIBlSgw" width="290" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Snow Patrol - Chasing Cars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll do it all&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;br /&gt;On our own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't need&lt;br /&gt;Anything&lt;br /&gt;Or anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't quite know&lt;br /&gt;How to say&lt;br /&gt;How I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those three words&lt;br /&gt;Are said too much&lt;br /&gt;They're not enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told&lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old&lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's waste time&lt;br /&gt;Chasing cars&lt;br /&gt;Around our heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need your grace&lt;br /&gt;To remind me&lt;br /&gt;To find my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told&lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old&lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I am&lt;br /&gt;All that I ever was&lt;br /&gt;Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where&lt;br /&gt;Confused about how as well&lt;br /&gt;Just know that these things will never change for us at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-116073644656456050?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/116073644656456050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=116073644656456050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/116073644656456050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/116073644656456050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/10/chasing-cars.html' title='Chasing Cars'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115720907599777167</id><published>2006-09-03T00:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T00:57:56.010+10:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell Teh Inong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Innalillahi wa innailaihi rojiun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://zidansyifa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Teh Inong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, kita emang belum pernah ketemu, tapi dengan baca crita2 Teteh di blog, Inne ngerasa kaya udah lama kenal Teteh. Terima kasih udah sharing crita2 tentang keseharian Teteh dan keluarga yang sakinah mawaddah warrahmah. Tentang gimana Zidan &amp; Syifa yang shaleh dan shalihah, insyaallah. Tentang persahabatan Teteh ma temen2 Teteh. Tentang makna sebenernya dari cinta dan kasih sayang. Keceriaan dan kebahagian yang Teteh gambarin di blog jadi inspirasi buat smua orang. Resep2 yang Teteh posting, insyaallah jadi ilmu yang berguna buat smuanya. Smuanya sayang sama Teteh.  Inne sayang sama Teteh. Wilujeng angkat Teh Inong, mugia ditampi iman Islamna, dilancarkeun jalanna, amin. Buat keluarga yang ditinggalkan, smoga dikasih kekuatan, ketabahan, &amp;amp; kesabaran sama Allah SWT. I'm gonna miss you, Teh Inong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115720907599777167?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115720907599777167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115720907599777167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115720907599777167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115720907599777167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/09/farewell-teh-inong.html' title='farewell Teh Inong'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115642743775161404</id><published>2006-08-24T23:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T23:50:37.770+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ah masa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;kata orang.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;klo udah suka ama org pasti ilangnya susah..makanya kalo dgr curhatan inne bosen...orgnya itu terus!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;A great place buat....curhat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;pemudi cinta abis...hehe...trus gampang sensi ama yg namanya bentuk badan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;pertama kali ketemu mah jutek tea eh ga taunya pas udah kenal ck ck ck centil pisan hihihih anaknya suka ketawa, suaranya rada cempreng gitu kaya anak2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;inne mah jalmina teh kitu mun teu acan kenal beungetna siga nu bade ngajak gelud, tongwae senyum baeud we nu aya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;plg ribet klo dia dah aga2 gendut..ngeluhnya ya ampunnnnn dah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;inne tuh seorg sunda yg aneh, abiz bs ga terlalu suka sambel..aneh kan?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;inne tuh suka bgt ma bintang yg berbau asia gt deh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;inne tuh cadu mandi! pernah (sering??) kul ga mandi.. ktnya sih gada aer(ah massaaa??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;suka bgt nelf ampe berjam2 dan kudu siap jd pendengar yg baek heheheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;sayang bgt ama temen2nya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Ngomong2 soal lemot.. itu kayaknya gakan ilang dari image kamu..hehehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;pokoknya kalo ma inne jangan heran kalo kamu kenyang +bokek,,:p soalnya duitnya buat makan makan makan makan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;inne ternyata tipe cewe yang setia lahir bathin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;agak manja, kadang egois, suka keras kepala, sumpah lemot!, always eager to learn something, has a great self esteem, realistis, cerewet, sensitif,selalu tampil apa adanya, jarang mandi, semangatnya tinggi, sangat mencintai hidup, selalu ingin berbagi dengan orang lain, a hard working and hard willing girl, kadang suka tidak menerima "tidak" sebagai sebuah jawaban, dan banyak lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;maniac bgt sama yang namanya telekomunikasi. Alias Miss ring2 a.k.a.miss chating, atau apapun lah yangberbentuk sama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;klo udah kenal ama klo udah deket..dia kya prangko deh..hahahaha...maksutnya, klo udah ada "mate" pasti dia mah "apa sih yg ngga buat lu.." ke mate nya ituh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;mmm gini deh inne tuh anaknya gigih, kalo dia mau sesuatu, gimana caranya,inne bakal berjuang untuk dapetin yang dia mau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Inne doyan banget jajan ama nonton serial2 asia gitu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Refernce: the mighty FS testimonials hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115642743775161404?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115642743775161404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115642743775161404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115642743775161404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115642743775161404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/08/ah-masa.html' title='ah masa?'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115546798504777925</id><published>2006-08-13T21:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T21:20:46.563+10:00</updated><title type='text'>secret revealed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i dislike backstabber and thick-skinned people!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115546798504777925?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115546798504777925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115546798504777925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115546798504777925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115546798504777925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/08/secret-revealed.html' title='secret revealed'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115519062091147628</id><published>2006-08-10T15:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T16:38:08.460+10:00</updated><title type='text'>annyeong haseyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;annyeong haseyo! am really into anything bout Korea! be it the language, food, drama series (on top of the list!), anything! Shamelessly speaking, it's all driven by this Korean drama series called &lt;b&gt;My Girl&lt;/b&gt; (wanted to give you the link but it's gonna be useless as it's all written in Korean characters hehe). For those of you who like to watch Korean drama series, this drama is a must see! Anyhow, there's no doubt that I've been wanting to learn Korean for years. Love those funny pronunciation &amp;amp; characters. Had a glance at this Korean-English pocket dictionary today, and oh la la....damn hard! I thought it's gonna be similar to Mandarin in terms of pronunciation, big NO! In fact, I think it's gonna be much more complicated if you had Mandarin background coz you'd always end up mistakenly say it in Mandarin way instead of Korean. &lt;i&gt;beribet&lt;/i&gt;.Thank God, uni has Korean to offer. Though there's no way I'd end up speaking Korean fluently given only 3 months period of studying, but at least I'd be able to say some basic phrases without any ah-uh-oh *fingers crossed*. &lt;i&gt;Kamsahamida!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115519062091147628?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115519062091147628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115519062091147628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115519062091147628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115519062091147628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/08/annyeong-haseyo.html' title='annyeong haseyo'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115484774861910594</id><published>2006-08-06T17:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T17:02:28.630+10:00</updated><title type='text'>---------------</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm in love!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115484774861910594?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115484774861910594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115484774861910594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115484774861910594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115484774861910594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title='---------------'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115467943071980109</id><published>2006-08-04T17:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T18:17:10.730+10:00</updated><title type='text'>rebirth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm back! akhirnya, berhasil juga gua keluar dari smua kepenatan yg bener2 bikin pusing kmaren2. Ternyata, emang bener yah kalo kita bisa mikir dengan kepala dingin smua masalah bisa gampang diselesein. Alhamdulillah Ya Allah. Skarang gua ngerasa kaya reborn. Tentunya dengan setumpuk persoalan yang pastinya bakal ngehadang gua ntar. Benernya ga ada persoalan berarti yg gua hadepin sih kmaren2, tapi lebih ke penolakan diri gua atas apa yang terjadi yang mungkin memang itu yang terbaik buat gua. Ga bisa nerima kenyataan. Jujur, gua sempet ada perasaan &lt;i&gt;berontak&lt;/i&gt; sama yang Di Atas. Tapi lama2 gua pikir justru harusnya gua bersyukur karena apa yang gua alamin itu Insyaallah yang terbaik buat gua, dan tentunya dengan belajar nerima kenyataan yang ada gua terlatih buat jd lebih tough dan bisa motivate gua buat jd lebih baik lagi &amp;amp; &lt;i&gt; ga ngulangin kesalahan yang sama&lt;/i&gt;. Dan skarang gua bisa ngambil hikmah dan sisi positif dari apa yang kmaren gua alamin. Yah begitulah....skarang gua mau nikmatin hidup gua dengan tenang dan bahagia, dan gua bakal anggap kalo hari2 yang bakal gua lewatin itu adalah hadiah2 dr Allah yang punya keunikan sendiri2 yang harus dinikmatin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115467943071980109?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115467943071980109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115467943071980109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115467943071980109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115467943071980109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/08/rebirth.html' title='rebirth'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115424673943723898</id><published>2006-07-30T18:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T21:48:28.880+10:00</updated><title type='text'>alhamdulillah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Date: Sun, 30 Jul 2006 05:06:32 +0100 (BST)&lt;br /&gt;From: "si bule" &lt;irenadamania@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Subject: puzzle&lt;br /&gt;To: "inne" &lt;chubby_bulet@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;inneeee... i was hoping u were OL, but you're not..but there's sumthing i wanna tell.. ga penting siih, tapi pengen crita..hehe..kmaren kan gua ngafe gitu, nah di sebelah gua ada cewe (a few years older than us) yang lagi ngopi2 jg ma temennya. dia sort of lg curhat gt deh. Kedengeran dong ma si gw, secara gw ada di sebelahnya gt (ga maksud nguping tp da emang kedengeran). Nah si cewe itu crita, &lt;b&gt;dia batal nikah! gara2 cowonya ternyata oh ternyata punya cewek lagi (so typical!)&lt;/b&gt;. Denger crita itu ya I feel so sorry for that girl. so Ne even though kita pernah masuk tuh ke dalem puzzle yang rumit itu, but thank God kita &lt;b&gt;masih lebih beruntung&lt;/b&gt; dari dia. Eh knapa lagi tuh him making you confused??...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;PS: you're right, we are &lt;b&gt;lucky&lt;/b&gt;. Yet as Whitney Houston said "why does it hurt so bad?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115424673943723898?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115424673943723898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115424673943723898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115424673943723898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115424673943723898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/07/alhamdulillah.html' title='alhamdulillah'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115416549187366473</id><published>2006-07-29T19:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T19:33:54.036+10:00</updated><title type='text'>a letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dear Mr. X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey, how are you? Been wondering what are u doing during the weekend. Having fun? Me? Hmm....just had some gini-nih-kalo-ga-ada-kerjaan thingy. Boring. Got plenty of things to do actually, but the mood was just not there. Been trying to have my room back into its tidy condition, yet the temptation to procrastinate's just unbearable hehehe. Oh....i got something to ask you. Hopefully it wont ruin your weekend up there. Well, just in case u barely realise that ur confusing, lemme tell you that &lt;b&gt;you are confusing&lt;/b&gt;. Why is that so? I've been asking people around, but unlike science, their answers were all started with the prefixes like "maybe" or "im not sure but. . . ". Me not satisfied! So since ur known as a nice guy (those FS testimonials confirmed), Im sure it's gonna be a piece of cake for you to help me outta this madly confusion, isnt it? If only I could turn back time, I wouldnt have tried to play with this puzzle. Me hate this kinda puzzle!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115416549187366473?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115416549187366473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115416549187366473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115416549187366473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115416549187366473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/07/letter.html' title='a letter'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115413903310103155</id><published>2006-07-29T11:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T12:11:56.880+10:00</updated><title type='text'>it does the talking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;ok, gonna be random this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;been wondering why there's such a man, a man like him in this whole wide world. hey you, you're &lt;b&gt;confusing&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;looking for a getaway from this so called life-after-uni.....aarrrgghhh, im freakin out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;currently enrolled in a long-term subject called "How to live a life". there's no hints whatsoever of how the 'assignments &amp;amp; exams' would be. *sighs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Paulo Coelho's "Veronika Decides To Die" inspires me to take a tranquillizer. Not that I'm suicidal (not that stupid really), it's just that temporary unconsciousness might be a damn nice &lt;s&gt;temporary&lt;/s&gt; getaway this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115413903310103155?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115413903310103155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115413903310103155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115413903310103155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115413903310103155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/07/it-does-talking.html' title='it does the talking'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115358317259210291</id><published>2006-07-23T01:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T09:21:44.190+10:00</updated><title type='text'>oh la la</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;finally found out what's the nicest thing of having an unlimited (download capacity) internet connection. you can go streaming as much as u wish for! currently into streaming Korean drama series, old habbit! Credits to this free-fast-connection streaming in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://aznv.tv/en" target="_blank"&gt;AZNV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;, love it to the max! Oh, did I meantion you could watch Japanese and Mandarin stufss too? no more package of 'VCD bajakan' from Indo hehehe. Current project is a drama series called "My Lovely Sam Soon", 16 episodes, 9 more to go! Thanks to AZNV for leading me to this 'blasteran' hottie named &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/58977024@N00/195405747" target="_blank"&gt;Daniel Henney&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;. Half Korean-half American, gosh....super duper &lt;b&gt;HOT&lt;/b&gt;! oh la la....im drooling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115358317259210291?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115358317259210291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115358317259210291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115358317259210291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115358317259210291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-la-la.html' title='oh la la'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115326766352720327</id><published>2006-07-19T09:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T10:30:13.703+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Kia Ora!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;hey hooo!! gee, been a while since the last post eh? needed 2 days to recharge and boost up myself to finally able to write this post. blame that whale watch boat!!! ooppss.....getting nowhere, arent I? well....been away for 10 days to the South Island of New Zealand. Simply &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt; it to the max! I'm so not talking bout Christchurch though it's such a pretty city and being the largest city in the South Island, but gee.....what a &lt;b&gt;dead&lt;/b&gt; (i mean, the real dead!) city it is!! &lt;b&gt;sepi&lt;/b&gt; banget!!! Imagine the three days or so of Easter break period here in Melbourne or the first two days of Lebaran in Indo...people where the hell are you??!! But Queenstown....those snowy capped mountains, glacial lakes, greeny hills, and not to mention damn-freezing-winter-chill make it really a town suits for the Queen as the name suggests. As a friend said "I dont mind to retire in Queenstown", well....cant argue more with that really. &lt;b&gt;GORGEOUS&lt;/b&gt;. Just wondering if the name setter has ever come up with a thought if the town would turn up to be an adrenaline-junky paradise....would the Queen ever consider to go bungy, sky diving, skiing, etc? Anyone going to Quuenstown in summer? I'm in (financial state permit) hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115326766352720327?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115326766352720327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115326766352720327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115326766352720327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115326766352720327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/07/kia-ora.html' title='Kia Ora!'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115197407539196436</id><published>2006-07-04T10:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T10:47:55.403+10:00</updated><title type='text'>katanya cewe Libra tuh kaya gini....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Libra woman mostly has an egg oval facial shape. She will spend so much effort to keep her skin clean and pretty. She can be easily allergy to cosmetic and make up, but taken care of her face and avoid wrinkle is her hobby. She is good at it and tends to look younger than her age.She can be very naughty like a little boy, but yet fully 100% woman. She looks nice in either Jean or night gown. Sometimes she can think faster than you, but she will not leave you far behind. She will try not to make you feel like you are competed or defeated in any games she plays with you even she is winning. She is a little flirt even she has no idea what she wants. She can not decide what to do, and what not to do, so she can not set her schedule very well in all cases. She likes to wear perfume. She likes a mild flowery scent. She can not decide what is right and wrong for her, because everything has a good side and a bad side. Libra woman care what other people might think, or what you feel as much as her own feeling. She can adjust to her environment very well. If you ask her for help or advice, she will help you except if she does not like your guts. She can change you and make you think you change by yourself without her influence. Good side of being with Libra woman is she never interfere with your privacy. She will not make you loose face in front of your friends. She thinks taken care of the house is a woman job and she can do it well. If she is the one you are after, then go step by step. The best way is using her friends introducing you to her. Do not make her feel or treat her like a bubble head. You have to move forward toward her with confident and secure. Show her that you are a kind, polite and a real gentleman. Be a slow hand or else you might get smack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115197407539196436?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115197407539196436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115197407539196436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115197407539196436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115197407539196436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/07/katanya-cewe-libra-tuh-kaya-gini.html' title='katanya cewe Libra tuh kaya gini....'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115193769572967175</id><published>2006-07-04T00:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T00:41:36.256+10:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Ya Allah....I cant thank You enough for such a blessing I had today. Thank You for answering to my pray. Thank You for giving me a chance to learn to be tough. I'm so grateful. I'm happy knowing the fact that You loves me that much. Thank You for giving me a strength through such wonderful people. I'm not sad. I'm happy because of You. Alhamdulillah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115193769572967175?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115193769572967175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115193769572967175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115193769572967175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115193769572967175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/07/thank-you.html' title='thank you'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115180161823025531</id><published>2006-07-02T10:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T15:42:20.266+10:00</updated><title type='text'>one great memorable day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oRUkGDGbJpk" width="290" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah perjuangan panjang nyari tiketnya....setelah berdebar2 takut kena credit card fraud....setelah bela2in bangun jam 8 pagi di tengah winter demi beli tiket online....akhirnya smua perjuangan itu terbayar sudah tadi malem! aku &lt;b&gt;PUAS&lt;/b&gt;. awalnya aga2 ga yakin kalo concertnya bakal keren secara temennya temen ada yg pernah ntn concert mreka dan cuman blg "so so". trs inne mikir, duuuh kalo beneran cuman "so so" tampak perjuangan buat dptin tiketnya ga worth it banget! tapi ternyata Apple's daddy and his mates mampu convinced inne kalo smua perjuangan itu ga sia sia!! &lt;b&gt;SUMPAH GA BOONG TAPI CONCERTNYA EMANG KEREN ABIS!!! 10 THUMBS UP (if any hehe)&lt;/b&gt;. i really enjoyed every bits of it, dr awal ampe akhir esp aksi panggung nya Chris Martin!! inne suka pas dia jingkrak2 ga jelas, ga peduli yg penting keren! plus outfitnya dia yg serba hitam+spatu Adidas putih, OMG kalo kata salah satu temen inne mah "duh pgn gua telanjangin deh tuh cowo!" hahaha. oh lucu deh, saking lincahnya, td malem baju nya dia &lt;b&gt;robek&lt;/b&gt; pas bagian ketiak nya, kiri kanan!! hahaha....aku rela deh dpt baju robeknya ituh!! oh td malem slain excited ntn concertnya, inne jg deg2an coz si kamera dijitel ku nyaris abis batere!! dr rumah dah di niatin harus nge record performance mreka pas playing &lt;b&gt;FIX YOU&lt;/b&gt;. untungnya sempet kerekam even pas2an banget sama pas batere nya bener2 abis, thx god....overall, &lt;a href="http://www.coldplay.com" target="_blank"&gt;COLDPLAY&lt;/a&gt; rocks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PS: Chris Martin, kutunggu dudamu!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115180161823025531?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115180161823025531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115180161823025531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115180161823025531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115180161823025531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-great-memorable-day.html' title='one great memorable day'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115145906682832750</id><published>2006-06-28T11:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T11:47:13.060+10:00</updated><title type='text'>????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;i wanna be in love with only you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;i wanna watch the sky downgrade and blue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;i wanna know the kiss thats always new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;i wanna be in love with only you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;just you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*am i in love?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115145906682832750?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115145906682832750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115145906682832750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115145906682832750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115145906682832750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='????'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115141343679565145</id><published>2006-06-27T22:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T23:46:22.320+10:00</updated><title type='text'>jarak &amp; waktu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Aku benci diriku karena membencimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Aku benci kamu, jarak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Aku juga benci kamu, waktu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Entah sampai kapan....maafkan aku teman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Aku tidak biasa membencimu, tidak biasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Tapi aku tak bisa menyangkal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Hatiku bicara, "aku benci jarak dan waktu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bawalah aku pada &lt;b&gt;saat itu&lt;/b&gt; teman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Karena aku tidak biasa membencimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tidak biasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*Wan an wo de ai*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115141343679565145?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115141343679565145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115141343679565145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115141343679565145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115141343679565145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/06/jarak-waktu.html' title='jarak &amp; waktu'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115123480153439682</id><published>2006-06-25T21:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T21:29:03.463+10:00</updated><title type='text'>untukmu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;All days are nights to see till I see thee,And nights bright days when dreams do show thee to me - William Shakespeare, "Sonnet XLIII"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;aku kangen kamu!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115123480153439682?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115123480153439682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115123480153439682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115123480153439682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115123480153439682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/06/untukmu.html' title='untukmu'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115113221861622124</id><published>2006-06-24T16:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T20:37:52.996+10:00</updated><title type='text'>M E N I K A H</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;hari ini temen inne nikah. &lt;b&gt;Congratulation to Frans &amp; Cindy! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Pas di church tadi, stelah mreka disahkan sebagai husband &amp;amp; wife, berkumandanglah lagu "At the Beginning" by Richard Marx &amp; Donna Lewis. I've listened to that song thousand of times before, tp entah knapa td pas denger kaya ada yang beda aja. Yes, the atmosphere was different, bikin liriknya makin kerasa dalem. Me love the following few lines of the song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We were strangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;starting out on a journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Never dreaming, what we would have to go through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Now here we are, I am suddenly standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No one told me I was going to find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Unexpected, what you did to my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;When I lost hope, you were there to remind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;This is the start&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa sih benernya arti pernikahan itu? Tentunya bukan hanya dua orang yang saling mencintai dan mengikat janji setia untuk saling mencintai selamanya bukan? *geli banget ga sih bahasanya :)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Getting a dog is like getting married. It teaches you to be less self-centered, to accept sudden, surprising outbursts of affection, and not to be upset by a few scratches on your car - Will Stanton&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sejak menginjak usia kepala DUA (2), sering terbersit di pikiran inne "ntar kalo dah merit bakal kaya apa yah? bisa ga yah jadi istri dan ibu yang baik buat suami dan anak2ku kelak? *sumpah ga nahan banget bahasanya hehehe*, trus bisa ga yah ngebangun kluarga yang sakinah mawaddah warrahmah?". Tiap kali ngumpul ma temen2 di Bandung, sering banget kita blg "duh gua pengen merit euy. dah siap lahir batin deh etc etc". gampang banget yah sepertinya blg kaya gitu. seolah2 marriage itu sesuatu yang simple buat dijalanin. well. . . .nikah memang menyenangkan (jangan mikir yg macem2 dl yah hehehe), tapi sesuatu yang menyenangkan &amp;amp; membahagiakan biasanya comes at cost. pernah ga ngebayangin kaya apa the real life after married itu? pastinya bakalan ada thicks, effort, and struggles. inne sendiri ga bakal deny kalo inne ga pernah mikirin soal merit. *helloo. . . turning 23 lho, dah mulai panik nih hihihihi*. jujur, inne jg pernah mikir kayanya merit itu menyenangkan. berbagi cinta &amp;amp; kasih sayang sama orang yang kita cintai. bisa ktemu dia kapan aja kita mau. how nice. . . tp kalo udah inget sama thicks, effort, and struggles nya, inne jd suka mikir "bisa ga tuh ngelewatin smua rintangan itu?" apalagi kalo denger crita dr yg udah pd merit yg blg "menikah itu tidak seindah dan segampang yang dibayangkan" widiiiiih. . . .gentar duluan deh! tp bukan brarti jd ga mau merit lho. kalo ada yg nglamar saat ini jg inne trima deh LOL. nah, serzly just kidding! hehehe. tp beneran, makin nambah umur, inne makin ngeri. bukan ngeri ga bakalan nikah coz inne tau Allah SWT udah punya seseorang buat jd jodoh inne kelak, insyaallah. im freaking out of how am i suppose to deal with my marriage? how to live with it? eh tapi ada 1 hal yang menurut inne seru dr menikah. pernah ga ngebayangin kagetnya kita pas bangun tidur di pagi hari stelah merit, ada sesosok tubuh manusia tidur di sebelah kita, pdhal biasanya posisi itu diisi ma guling atau stuffed animals hihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115113221861622124?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115113221861622124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115113221861622124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115113221861622124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115113221861622124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/06/m-e-n-i-k-h.html' title='M E N I K A H'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115107376798278768</id><published>2006-06-23T23:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T00:52:06.370+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the alchemist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Ive been reading Paulo Coelho's bestseller "The Alchemist" for the last two days. Should have been able to wrap it up in just an hour or so, but dunno. . . .the mood's swinging all the time. I found that late at night's the best time to read it, which consequently only allow me to read no more than 10 pages coz my eyes got tired easily, what an excuse!! So yeah. . . I know I'm not in my capacity to make any recommendation about the book since I havent finished reading myself, but I'd say that The Alchemist is a must read book, serzly!! Im not gonna tell you more about it, coz I know how annoying the spoilers are. So go get one from the bookshop!! Stop reading this post &lt;b&gt;NOW&lt;/b&gt; if you really dont wanna know anything bout it. Otherwise take a peek at some of Paulo's quotes in the book. My favourites (so far).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;the most important language that all the world speak-the language that everyone on earth is capable of understanding is &lt;b&gt;Love&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;PS: do you understand the language dear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;intuition is really a sudden immersion of the soul into the universal current of life, where the histories of all people are connected, and we are able to know everything, because it's all written there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;all things are the manifestation of one thing only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;eat when it's time to eat. move along when it's time to move along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to be continued. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115107376798278768?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115107376798278768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115107376798278768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115107376798278768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115107376798278768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/06/alchemist.html' title='the alchemist'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115090098158950058</id><published>2006-06-22T00:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T00:44:00.343+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;aku sayang kamu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115090098158950058?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115090098158950058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115090098158950058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115090098158950058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115090098158950058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/06/aku-sayang-kamu.html' title=''/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115089768536901944</id><published>2006-06-21T23:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T00:07:40.006+10:00</updated><title type='text'>kisah seorang baker-wannabe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;hari ini si inne bereksperimen bikin roti manis pake resepnya &lt;a href="http://dapurbunda.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;dapur bunda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. ternyata susah yah ngadonin roti from scratch apalagi kalo ga ada mixer khusus buat roti. jadilah tangan inne kerja rodi tadi. apalagi pas baru mulai ngadonin dengan adonan yang sungguh sangat lengket ituh, duuuh pegelnya minta ampun! tp lumayan lah, sapa tau biceps ma triceps nya bakal perfectly built, wae! hehehe. makanya pas adonanya kalis duh legaaaaaaaaaa banget, fyuh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;yang seru tuh pas ngebentuk adonan into buns. dibantuin ma &lt;a href="http://mwellang.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;manda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, kita bentuk adonan roti jadi buns yang bentuknya hmm. . . .should I say "appealing"? :) ada bentuk yang mirip ekor T-Rex, spikey hair, sisik buaya, butterfly etc. tp entah knapa pas rotinya mateng smua, bentuk2 indah nan cantik itu dah ga &lt;i&gt;mangrupa&lt;/i&gt; lagi alias all looked the same aka ga jelas aka anything u can think of that refers to unappealing buns!! tapi jangan salah, rasanya not too bad lho untuk ukuran seorang amatir seperti ku hehehe. rotinya juga lumayan lembut. tapi tetep blom puas apalagi kalo inget rotinya aga2 crusty as in rada gosong hahaha. but it's still eadible though, srius!! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;so, next project will be. . . . macaroni schotel or pineapple pudding? any idea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115089768536901944?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115089768536901944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115089768536901944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115089768536901944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115089768536901944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/06/kisah-seorang-baker-wannabe.html' title='kisah seorang baker-wannabe'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115054502676596003</id><published>2006-06-17T21:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T10:19:52.580+10:00</updated><title type='text'>puppies!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a207/neng-inne/puppies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;having a puppy, golden retriever in particular has always been my dream ever since a buddy of mine started to flood me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt; with her she-must-have-seen-a-puppy kinda screams :) gosh, those puppies are just cute! especially the fat ones, gemes!!! sadly i just cant have one. apart from Islam strict rules regarding this particular pet, mama will definitely have the puppy expelled from the house before i can even have wonderful time with it :( ive been wondering if there's any golden retriever hire service. . . . you know some sorta puppies hire provider specifically designed for those people who, for some reasons, just cant have puppies like me. . . .silly!! me want puppies!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115054502676596003?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115054502676596003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115054502676596003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115054502676596003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115054502676596003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/06/puppies.html' title='puppies!!'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-115020844131530780</id><published>2006-06-14T00:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T13:32:58.043+10:00</updated><title type='text'>to all my girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amicitiae nostrae memoriam spero sempiternam fore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;ur all my precious ive ever had. we've spent ups and downs, tears and laughters together. we knew that that time would eventually come in light. the time when each of us had to choose the path of our lives. different paths, different lives, yet one thing in common. one thing that has been binding all of us together for years. &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt;. all those arguments, quarell, hatred, and tears are nothing compare to this special thing we have. coz of love we live for each other. coz of love those tears became laughter. coz of love we learn how each of us are meant to another. now we're all apart. but i know....we all know that deep inside we aint apart at all. girls, u know who u are....and u perfectly know how much &lt;b&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-115020844131530780?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/115020844131530780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=115020844131530780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115020844131530780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/115020844131530780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/06/to-all-my-girls.html' title='to all my girls'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114994118025566103</id><published>2006-06-10T21:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T13:13:56.650+10:00</updated><title type='text'>DUA wanita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;betapa bahagianya inne punya dua orang wanita yg sangat hebat dan sayang banget ma inne. they are.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAMA&lt;/b&gt;. mama yang ngelahirin inne tentunya. she's the greatest woman of all!! mama buat inne bukan hanya sekedar mama, she's more than that! mama's my best friend, the BESTest! she's the one who knows me best! mama asik banget orangnya. she's my best shopping partner, tim kompak when it comes to persuade papa ^_^, temen curhat tentang apapun, pkknya top! sometimes mama suka susah diajak kompromi untuk beberapa hal. for instance, inne pake tank top aja pasti langsung deh "aduh eta (maaf) susu kamana2, aurat! GANTI BAJU!" padahal tank top nya kalo menurut inne jauuuuuuuuh banget dari kesan seronok. cuman yah itulah mama, untuk hal2 yang sangat prinsipil ga bisa diganggu gugat, and i really respect her for that. kalo dipikir2 sifat2 inne banyak sama nya ma mama. and no, im so not comparing ourselves in terms of cooking skill, she's the guru!! dari sekian banyak hal2 yg pernah inne alamin ma mama, ada satu kejadian yang bikin inne sadar that i really can't live without her. jadi bbrp taun ylu, mama pernah &lt;i&gt;pundung&lt;/i&gt; ma inne gara2 inne telat nganterin beliau ke lupa-kemana. mungkin saking keselnya, akhirnya mama nyuekin inne selama 2 minggu. selama 2 minggu itu, beliau mogok ngomong ma inne. tiap inne ajak ngomong, repsonnya dingiiiiiiiiiiin banget. duh pokonya it was the worst 2 weeks in my life ever! akhirnya....saking dah ga tahannya dicuekin ma mama, inne kirim bunga ke rumah coz waktu itu inne bingung harus gimana minta maafnya. akhirnya pas mama nerima bunga nya inne memberanikan diri bilang "ma maafin ya. jangan cuek lagi dong ma, kan sedih dijudesin kaya gitu" trus akhirnya kami berpelukan deh :) pkknya sejak kejadian itu inne ga mau lagi deh bikin mama kesel whatsoever. hmm i dont think there'd be enuff space to describe how great my mom is. pkknya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;INNE SAYANG MAMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tante Ina&lt;/b&gt;. jadi Tante Ina itu mamanya used-to-be-someone-in-my-life gitu deh :) i love her much. masih inget banget pertama dikenalin ke Tante Ina. dengan ramahnya beliau langsung cipika cipiki diriku, sementara teman2ku pada bersorak sorai "adeuuuuh" diujung sana :) temen2 inne pasti pada stuju smua kalo inne bilang Tante Ina is the GAULest tante in the world! hehehe.....beneran kok gaul banget! sometimes inne ma temen2 aja suka kalah gaul dari beliau *sejak kapan ya inne gaul?* Tante Ina enak banget buat curhat. dia ngerti banget pikiran anaknya dan temen2 anaknya termasuk inne :) pkknya ga ada kolot2nya deh, poll abis! inne masih inget deh waktu pertama kali berangkat ke melb, pas pamitan ke rumahnya, inne kaget banget karena Tante Ina nangis pas inne say goodbye. i was so shocked! ga nyangka aja soalnya waktu itu inne belom sedeket kaya sekarang ma beliau. dan hal itu terus berulang stiap inne pamitan mu balik lagi ke melben. i just can feel how much she loves me and im really grateful for that. i treasure every single time of being with her, she's just great! Luv you Tante Ina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;jadi begitulah.....dua orang wanita penting dalam hidup inne. miss them both badly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114994118025566103?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114994118025566103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114994118025566103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114994118025566103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114994118025566103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/06/dua-wanita.html' title='DUA wanita'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114981703745617382</id><published>2006-06-09T11:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T13:15:46.783+10:00</updated><title type='text'>good morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;skarang ktauan deh kalo inne emang ternyata ga ada bakat buat begadang sambil belajar. slept at 3 AM till 10 AM. pas bangun.....OMG, dunia seakan berputar di sekeliling ku. kepala berat, mata sembab, badan lemes, i dont think im fit enuff for today's studyin session *what an excuse*. ga lagi2 deh sok2an tidur pagi even alesannya buat belajar. all i wanna do now is go back to sleep to resume my sleeping pattern *resume? NO. worsen? YES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;salut deh buat para &lt;i&gt;begadangers&lt;/i&gt; yang bisa tahan stay awake ampe pagi, dan pas bangun tidur tetep segar dan ceria. wondering if they take something to boost up their energy :) could it be V or RedBull?? there's no way in this whole wide world i'll take that stupid drink again, never!!people believe those kinda drinks are so good to boost up their energy which of course very crucial when ur in the middle of exam period!! so there i was, had a can of V nite before my econs exam. i did feel fresh and strong enuff to continue study up till 5 AM thereafter. and thanks to V that i felt like a zombie on the day of my econs exam!!! i dont think my brain was perfectly attached to my body during that day. oh, did i mention dizziness?? man, what a drink!! so i prefer coffee or green tea to that stupid drinks. at least they dont get me dizziness and zombie look alike :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114981703745617382?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114981703745617382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114981703745617382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114981703745617382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114981703745617382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/06/good-morning.html' title='good morning'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114978616864304449</id><published>2006-06-09T02:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T19:37:17.226+10:00</updated><title type='text'>untuk si kamu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;tadinya title post kali ini mu "hey you" lagi cuman kan udah dipake di previous post, so i gotta use "untuk si kamu" instead. aga2 djayus sih dengernya, but who cares?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;jadi....untuk si kamu, cuman mau blg makasih ya udah bikin hari2 inne jadi lebih berwarna *ssaaahhh berat banget ga sih?* :) makasih dah bikin inne senyum stiap hari. makasih buat doa2nya. makasih buat obrolan2 nya. i treasure every single time of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;im sleepy now *yawning*, so catch u all later! have a nice weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114978616864304449?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114978616864304449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114978616864304449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114978616864304449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114978616864304449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/06/untuk-si-kamu.html' title='untuk si kamu'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114942832290367529</id><published>2006-06-04T23:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T19:38:57.520+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hey you!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;hey you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;i need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;i need you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;i need you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;i need you right here by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;why? coz im china in your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;i dont need you to gimme the world as one of my possessions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;i'll be content by just having you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;im very in need of you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;i need you to catch me when im fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;i need you to share my joy with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;i need you to close the door behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;i need you coz i might simply &lt;s&gt;love&lt;/s&gt; you (this im still unsure though *wink2*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;PS: you see, im not good at putting my feeling into words, no good at all ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114942832290367529?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114942832290367529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114942832290367529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114942832290367529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114942832290367529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/06/hey-you.html' title='hey you!!'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114923690495858695</id><published>2006-06-02T18:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T19:44:50.113+10:00</updated><title type='text'>random (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;saat ini, si inne lagi.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;suntuk, mumet, pusing, stress.....wondering why cant I just stop whinging?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;sakit punggung+stiffed shoulders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EXCITED&lt;/b&gt; ..... u dont have to know bout this, but yes every cloud has a silver line :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;baru mulai menyadari makna sesungguhnya dari &lt;i&gt;"time will tell, and time will heal"&lt;/i&gt;, lama ya ternyata!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;trying to open a new door and close the one behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;need a massage badly!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;miss my girls back in Bandung...you know who you are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;menghitung hari sampai tiba saatnya tgl 16!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sekian dan terima kasih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114923690495858695?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114923690495858695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114923690495858695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114923690495858695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114923690495858695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/06/random-2.html' title='random (2)'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114878212186398036</id><published>2006-05-28T11:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T19:46:18.020+10:00</updated><title type='text'>oriental</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im in the mood of learning Mandarin (again)! I miss those tonal pronounciation, those complex characters, ohh how I miss learning Mandarin . Been thinking to take a one-year or half-year Mandarin course in Taiwan or China instead of taking further studies after my bachelor degree. Yet, I was thinking "is it worth learning? what am I gonna do with it?". But hey .... knowledge is a long-term investment, isnt it? Not to mention the safest one! You wont make any loss from this particular investment, guaranteed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;*wo yao xue zhong wen*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114878212186398036?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114878212186398036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114878212186398036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114878212186398036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114878212186398036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/05/oriental.html' title='oriental'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114856670204651706</id><published>2006-05-26T00:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T19:46:55.686+10:00</updated><title type='text'>just wanna say....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Wo Xiang Nian Ni!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114856670204651706?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114856670204651706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114856670204651706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114856670204651706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114856670204651706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-wanna-say.html' title='just wanna say....'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114835707365193563</id><published>2006-05-23T13:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T19:49:32.946+10:00</updated><title type='text'>khayalan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;entah knapa ya kayanya darah seni tuh sama skali ga ngalir di Inne. papa mama bisa nyanyi, tp Inne?! *&lt;i&gt;mu denger Inne nyanyi?&lt;/i&gt;* Nari juga ga bisa, ngelukis apa lagi. Paling yang &lt;b&gt;pernah&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;bisa tuh cuman playing organ aja. kalo inget masa2 les organ dulu, Inne jd suka mikir "se parah itukah Inne dalam hal seni?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;jadi...dulu waktu SD kelas 3-5 an gitu, Inne pernah dimasukin les private organ. Kebeneran waktu itu papa dapet hadiah organ entah dr mana, trs di rumah ga ada yg bisa main organ. jadilah si Inne jadi korban :) waktu itu Inne masih ga peduli tentang progress nya, namanya jg anak SD, mana mikirin sih hal2 kayak gitu. tau2 si guru nya blg gini ke kaka Inne "mba, kliatannya adik mba aga lamban ya belajarnya. soalnya anak2 lain biasanya bbrp bulan udah bisa naik level, tp adik mba progress nya masih gitu2 aja jd blom bisa naek tingkat." *&lt;i&gt;gubrak&lt;/i&gt;* Akhirnya gara2 Inne bosen belajarnya itu itu terus (da ga bisa naek tingkat tea geuning), akhirnya I quit. yippiiieeee!!! dan sejak saat itu Inne ga pernah lagi belajar main alat musik, kecuali pas SMP as I couldnt avoid that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Tapi benernya even Inne ga bisa main alat musik, Inne punya cita cita sepanjang masa buat bisa jd.....&lt;b&gt;DRUMMER&lt;/b&gt;. *&lt;i&gt; do i hear somebody's laughing at me? hehe&lt;/i&gt;* Di mata Inne, being a drummer is a cool thing. apalagi cewe. jarang juga kan cewe jadi drummer. Kadang Inne suka ngekhayal Inne jd drummer dari sebuah band alternative yg smua members nya cowo except Inne. Trs band kita perform di depan ribuan orang. Huhuhu berasa jadi ratu sehari ga sih ^_^ Terus2 Inne jg ngekhayal kalo jadi drummer pasti otot biceps ma triceps nya bakalan perfectly built *&lt;i&gt;sayang hanya khayalan&lt;/i&gt;* Dulu pernah sih minta dibeliin drum cuman tentu saja papa Inne ga ngasih coz dia tau anaknya ga ada bakat sama skali buat jd drummer :) Tapi lumayan lah....sometimes ngekhayal juga bisa jadi therapy, asal jangan kelewatan aja ngekhayalnya, rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114835707365193563?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114835707365193563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114835707365193563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114835707365193563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114835707365193563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/05/khayalan.html' title='khayalan'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114813333877515847</id><published>2006-05-20T23:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T20:02:41.776+10:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;jangar....lieur....pusing (all the same for those of you who dont speak Sundanese :)). duuh exam bentar lg, starts on 5 of June. tgl 5 ma 6 inne ada exam. ngeri tingkat tinggi buat yg tanggal 5, Tax Law!!! bayangin pas ngerjain past papers, ive to spent 5 &lt;b&gt;(FIVE)&lt;/b&gt; hours to answer only 4 out of 9 questions hiks......pdhal examnya cuman dikasih waktu 3 jam sajah!! tapi ternyata temen2 Inne juga ngalamin yang sama.....yaaayyy ternyata bukan Inne doang yang struggling. Nyesel deh ngambil subject ini, pdhal ga diambil juga gpp. well....there's no point of looking back, isnt it? lagian lumayan lah belajar subject ini, jd tau dan bisa &lt;i&gt;kutak katik&lt;/i&gt; angka biar tax payable nya lower hihihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;duuh laper euy. ga ada makanan pula, masa malem2 gini makan cereal? asa ga napsu ah. btw....skarang Inne lg kangen2nya ma jajanan di Bandung, OMG!!! i want all those yummy food!!! Kangen batagor, gorengan, bakso abang2, siomay dkk *ngacay ie ngeces*. tapi tapi Inne syenang soalnya insyaallah Mama bakal kirimin kripik singkong balado (itu lho yg rasanya manis pedes, pkknya yummy banget!!). smoga aja ga diquarantine ma immigration *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;huhu pengen cepet2 beres exam deh kalo dah stress kayak gini. lumayan 1 bulan libur, waktunya memanjakan diri!! tp kayanya ga bakal bisa manja2 amat juga sih secara project ma YAA mah ga ada cutinya huhuh. tp yah lumayan lah, at least ga usah ke uni dan ga usah megang textbooks slama 1 bulan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114813333877515847?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114813333877515847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114813333877515847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114813333877515847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114813333877515847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/05/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114778888420040421</id><published>2006-05-16T23:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T00:19:31.546+10:00</updated><title type='text'>bananas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;if you think bananas are cheap....u got it wrong!!! now in aussie, you could say that bananas maybe the most wanted fruit for the year!! yep.....aussie's craving for bananas! we want bananas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;due to cyclone Larry occured in Queensland few months ago, farmers wont be able to provide bananas for the country for the next 9 months!!! again, &lt;b&gt;9 (NINE) MONTHS!!!&lt;/b&gt;. fyi, most aussie people are bananas lover....well, arent we all?? at least, i am. so yeah....you wont spot any banana in any supermarket here in aussie. if there were any, the price would prolly beyond the logical price any human mankind could ever think of for bananas. wondering what the strawberry squeeze smoothie in Boost Juice might be without bananas???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;every cloud has a silver line. &lt;b&gt;empathy&lt;/b&gt;....yes, that's the word. it's gonna be a piece of cake for aussie to have bananas imported from overseas. but the government banned the proposal instead. why? empathy. they thought it would be unacceptable to have bananas imported from overseas while the banana farmers in Queensland are coping with devastation and the fact that they're not gonna produce any banana for 9 months, no income!!! Senasib sepenanggungan. But still.....I want bananas!!! Shall I ask my mom to smuggle it thru FedEx?? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114778888420040421?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114778888420040421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114778888420040421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114778888420040421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114778888420040421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/05/bananas.html' title='bananas'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114649458739633164</id><published>2006-05-02T00:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T13:15:34.566+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Si Inne hari ini</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;huhuhu it's been what, 2 weeks since the last time i made a post eh? hmm....lumayan lama juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;well, tema post kali ini "campur aduk" coz im gonna talk bout heaps of unrelated thing, or might be related in one or two ways, whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;teguran?&lt;/b&gt;. td pas lg jalan di kampus, inne tiba2 ditabrak ma cewe yg entah mukanya kaya apa (it's in such a flash!) di bagian salah satu asset berharga cewe aka *maaf* toket!!!! OMG sakit banget!! jd si cewe itu tuh kaya bawa tas gede yg dijinjing instead of di selempangin di shoulders. dan ujung tas itu, which is keras, kena exactly on my precious asset (left side), ouch!! somehow inne ngerasa kok dia kayak yang sengaja abis kayanya ga mungkin aja dia ga ngeliat badan inne segede ini. dan kalo dia emang ga sengaja, pasti pas abis nabrak dia nyadar dong dan at least she stopped, but she didnt!!! she continued walking as if nothing happened!!! while at the same time i was thinking "gua bikin salah apa ya hari ini??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the torturing months&lt;/b&gt;. may-june might be a disaster for most of uni students here. assignment, up coming exams, test, well...couldnt ask for more really!! kalo boleh pd dikit, inne ngerasa semester ini ive been working much harder than the previous ones. hmm....tampak wejangan simple dr si seseorang (refer to: farewell Indonesia) itu bekerja juga hehehe. i just hope i'll be able to get good and better result for this semester and the 2 semesters after, amin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tolol&lt;/b&gt;. ive been sooooooo stupid today!! i was suppose to have my first YAA meeting today at 5 PM. Ive been waiting for that meeting for like a month!!! Ive even set the alarm for that!! Dunno what the hell was going on with me, since the time I woke up this morning my thought was somehow set that the meeting was at 7 PM. so from 3 to 5 PM I spent the time having my late lunch, doing the laundry, and getting online. And when the alarm's on at 4 PM, I, with 100% confidence that the meeting's at 7, simply turned it off without even looked at it!! so there I was, realising the fact how stupid I was when I read the invitation to check the venue when it's written in a bold sentence: Time 5 PM to 7 PM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;midnite hunger&lt;/b&gt; at this very moment!!! lapaaaaaaaaaar.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114649458739633164?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114649458739633164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114649458739633164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114649458739633164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114649458739633164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/05/si-inne-hari-ini.html' title='Si Inne hari ini'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114528089349865281</id><published>2006-04-17T22:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T23:41:09.396+10:00</updated><title type='text'>narcissism is in the air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;when people were asked to describe themselves, usually it would be harder than describing others. so let's see, how good i am in describing myself.....it's time to be a narcissist for a while!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;true &lt;b&gt;procrastinator&lt;/b&gt;. if there were any Procrastinator Help Service, i'd have definitely called them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;perfectly aware that most people will think i got this &lt;b&gt;don't-approach-me-i-dont-wanna-know-you&lt;/b&gt; kinda look the first time they see me. people, im friendly ok! it's just the look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;family minded&lt;/b&gt;. oh yes, they're on top of the list after Allah SWT, though quarrel never lost its place when me and my brother are under the same roof hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;childish&lt;/b&gt;. it's one of main features of being Inne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;am &lt;b&gt;not into&lt;/b&gt; arts, philosophy, and those thinking-required kinda stuffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;whale watching&lt;/b&gt; obsessed as i can't fit in the image of a whale in my mind, gigantic creature!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;shopaholic&lt;/b&gt;. it's not always bad, is it? sometimes shopping could be a therapy. that's why the term of retail-therapy does exist *defence mode ON*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;simple&lt;/b&gt;.it's not always the case though, but most of the times i take things as they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;currently hate being an adult&lt;/b&gt;. hate to face those burdens and responsibilities of being an adult. i miss the old good times when i was in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;ok, time's up. no more inne's feature pop up in mind. so better take a nap and see if there's more i can post by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114528089349865281?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114528089349865281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114528089349865281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114528089349865281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114528089349865281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/04/narcissism-is-in-air.html' title='narcissism is in the air'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114492800795427334</id><published>2006-04-13T20:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T14:58:31.906+10:00</updated><title type='text'>bribery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;How I love living in the country who's so strict when it comes to law that even it set a provision for &lt;b&gt;BRIBERY!!!&lt;/b&gt;. They knew that human and bribery maybe a long lost friend who might lost contact for some times, but when the urges to reunite is unbearable they're hardly to be separated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;So, I had this Australian Taxation Law lecture today. The topic was about tax deduction, meaning: if you incurred some particular expenses in gaining your income, or to the extent of carrying on a business, those expenses would be deductible. That is, you'll be able to claim it back from the tax office. I was nearly fall asleep during the lecture when my eyes caught such a what-the sentence says: "&lt;b&gt;Bribes&lt;/b&gt; to &lt;b&gt;public officials&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;arent deductible&lt;/b&gt;." And I'm like "This gotta be joking!!!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Surprisingly, that's what the case here in Aussie. What makes it interesting aint merely the content of the provision, rather the idea to set such a provision. Provision for bribery??!!! How could the law setters came up with this idea?? &lt;b&gt;AMAZING&lt;/b&gt;. Seems all the works done by the law setters in setting this provision are mostly paid off. I'm not trying to say that Aussie is free from bribery (is it any in this whole wide world??), but obviously the level of bribery here would be so much reduced. Why would people spend their money on bribery if all the procedure, bureaucracy etc go smoothly anyway???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Maybe thats why bribery's such a common thing in Indo. Coz most of the officials themselves make it hard for people to get things right. Hmm....such well-established intention. Make things hard, people will come and beg and not to mention bribe to get everything done &lt;b&gt;much easier&lt;/b&gt; than it would be otherwise. And flows go into their pocket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114492800795427334?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114492800795427334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114492800795427334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114492800795427334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114492800795427334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/04/bribery.html' title='bribery'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114481190773489053</id><published>2006-04-12T13:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T13:19:12.600+10:00</updated><title type='text'>worst enemy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;When u were a child, have you ever cried so badly as your mom said "Let's go home, we've spent a lot of time in the theme park"? Did you feel as if the happiest and most exciting part of your live being taken away from you? Then, the worst enemy of yours was &lt;b&gt;time&lt;/b&gt;. You already knew in the first place that it'll end eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Don't you think it hurts when the time's up to play around with your dreams? I do. Regardless the probability whether your dreams are gonna be materialized, it damn hurts when you can't even dream anymore. No, nobody ask you to stop dreaming. The reality do. It's no different to the hammer knocked as the judge giving his verdict upon a case. Once A it'll always be A. You can't change it unless the reality says otherwise. Cruel, I perfectly know. And time become your worst enemy of all once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114481190773489053?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114481190773489053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114481190773489053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114481190773489053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114481190773489053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/04/worst-enemy.html' title='worst enemy'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114457359838344523</id><published>2006-04-09T18:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T19:08:59.083+10:00</updated><title type='text'>silent birth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;kebayang ga sih kalo seorang perempuan harus ngelahirin normal &lt;b&gt;TANPA&lt;/b&gt; ngeluarin suara sedikitpun?!! kalo di caesar sih laen soal, sakitnya paling pas biusnya dah ilang hehehe. cuman kalo normal birth??? itulah yg kayanya bakal dijalanin ma Katie Holmes pas ngelahirin baby TomKat ntar. Sebagai seorang spouse dr cowo yg nganut aliran Scientology, she has to give a birth in silence. Kata Scientologists sih: "all the traumatic experiences and words in life are recorded in the subconscious including a child’s memories of his or her own birth.". Oh well,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Regardless the effect of silent birth to the child, kebayang ga sih gimana beratnya perjuangan ce yg harus give a silent birth? Even I havent given a birth before, but I do perfectly know that it damn hurts, antara hidup dan mati!! Trs kalo ditambah harus nahan diri buat ga ngeluarin suara, OMG.....can't even imagine the pain!!! The reason knapa cewe suka teriak atau nangis atau bersuara in any kinda form pas ngelahirin itu kan buat reduce the pain, atau at least buat ngalihin perhatiannya dari rasa sakit. Nah skarang, kalo ga boleh bersuara sedikitpun, uughhh.....that must be really really hurt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Kalo emang main reasonnya for the child's sake, drpada harus give a silent birth, knapa ga di caesar aja skalian?? All come in silence and peace hehehe. Paling si ibunya kesakitan pas biusnya ilang. Well, all I can say is, all the best for you Miss Holmes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114457359838344523?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114457359838344523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114457359838344523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114457359838344523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114457359838344523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/04/silent-birth.html' title='silent birth'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114445144213806743</id><published>2006-04-08T09:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T09:17:26.513+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberatio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Liberatio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;(Krypteria)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Captivitas desperatio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Pugnacitas dicio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Miseria dominatio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Tristitia formido servitium et timor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Victoria reverentia Mangnavia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Liberatio speramus Liberatio optamus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Gaudiamus redemptionem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Liberatio vobis vum Liberatio nobis cum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Celebramus Felicitatem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Sodalitas gratulatio audatia gaudium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Festivitas fides libertas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Felicitas dignitas concordia et amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Victoria reverentia Mangnavia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Liberatio speramus Liberatio optamus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Gaudiamus redemptionem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Liberatio vobis vum Liberatio nobis cum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Celebramus Felicitatem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Viva reverentia viva fides libertas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;viva magnificentia viva cura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Liberatio speramus Liberatio optamus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Gaudiamus redemptionem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Liberatio vobis vum Liberatio nobis cum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Celebramus Felicitatem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Even Inne ga ngerti arti lagu nya apa ( i dont even know what kinda language is it!! is it Latin??), tp pas pertama denger lagu ini di cooling down session pas group exercise kmaren, Inne langsung suka!! Adem aja lagunya, ada unsur2 classical nya gitu. So, kalo penasaran just open up your Limewire or Kazaa sorta thing, and download this song Liberatio by Krypteria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114445144213806743?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114445144213806743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114445144213806743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114445144213806743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114445144213806743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/04/liberatio.html' title='Liberatio'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114423599120521313</id><published>2006-04-05T21:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T21:21:58.993+10:00</updated><title type='text'>definitely</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;i definitely need a boxing glove and a sparring partner!!! i definitely need to deliver some punches, kicks, jabs, and knockouts!!! i definitely need body combat &lt;b&gt;NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;ya Allah kasih inne kesabaran yah.....sabar ne, sabar.......Rememba what the wise lady told you? face anger with patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114423599120521313?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114423599120521313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114423599120521313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114423599120521313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114423599120521313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/04/definitely.html' title='definitely'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114422072547676296</id><published>2006-04-05T16:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T17:09:11.830+10:00</updated><title type='text'>things i hate about winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;winter's in the air!!! enak sih dingin, kesempatan buat memutihkan kulit huehue &lt;b&gt;TAPI&lt;/b&gt;, winter sucks when it comes to......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'abnormal' freezing weather&lt;/b&gt;. as the name suggests, winter emang dingin, tp kalo dinginnya dah abnormal ie under 10 degrees celcius, winter ga ada asik2 nya sama skali!! kalo dah dingin gitu bawaannya jadi males ngapa2in+ngantuk. pengennya makan, tidur, makan, tidur over and over again. sama skali ga produktif. trus dinginnya ga tahan banget, kaya nusuk tulang gitu even kita dah bener2 well equipped ma winter apparel. biasanya during august weather nya sering banget drop ke 'abnormal' level *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;strong wind+rain&lt;/b&gt;. winter itu kan udah dingin, jadi ga usah deh ditambahin angin kenceng+ujan! slama inne tinggal di melbourne, inne dah 3 kali ganti payung, mulai dari yang murah ampe yang harganya lumayan ngajak brantem buat sebuah payung!! bukan karena ilang, tp karena &lt;b&gt;rusak&lt;/b&gt; ditiup angin!!! coz kalo anginnya dah gila banget, biasanya bentuk si payung berubah jadi kayak cone!!!trus kalo anginnya dah kenceng banget, ga jarang badan inne berasa kaya mau terbang. jalan jadi ga balance, males banget deh pkknya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;extremely dry skin&lt;/b&gt;. during winter demand for lotion etc biasanya tinggi banget!! iya lah, kalo ga pake lotion, kulit dah kaya kerupuk, keriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnngg banget, malah bisa sampe berdarah saking keringnya!! tp sometimes lotion biasa juga suka ga ngefek sih. during winter mendingan pake lotion yg khusus buat extremely dry skin atau pake sorbolene lotion. the later one's my fave. udah murah, ga lengket, non-perfumed, pkknya best buddy for winter!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114422072547676296?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114422072547676296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114422072547676296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114422072547676296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114422072547676296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/04/things-i-hate-about-winter.html' title='things i hate about winter'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114397823218538941</id><published>2006-04-02T21:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T21:43:52.200+10:00</updated><title type='text'>regret</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;i hate the inconsistent part of me!!! i can't bear any regret anymore!!&lt;b&gt;GA SUKA&lt;/b&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114397823218538941?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114397823218538941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114397823218538941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114397823218538941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114397823218538941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/04/regret.html' title='regret'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114388937776413998</id><published>2006-04-01T21:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:56:22.246+11:00</updated><title type='text'>turning 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;entah knapa td pas lunch ma temen tiba2 pop up aja in mind that im turning 23!!! OMG!!mungkin kebanyakan orang bakal mikir "aduh inne, baru juga 23. masih muda, jalan lo masih panjang bla bla bla". emang sih kalo dr sisi numerical 23 mungkin blom bisa dibilang tua, but the thing is bukan in terms of the numbers, tp in terms of BEING a 23 years old nya itu lho!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;kalo inget inne turning 23, yg ada inne malah jadi &lt;b&gt;ngeri&lt;/b&gt;. ngeri aja kalo inget ntar bakal banyak banget hal2 yang butuh pemikiran dan pertimbangan tingkat tinggi. responsibility makin gede. crucial decisions must be undertaken etc. tapi so far sih ada &lt;b&gt;dua &lt;/b&gt;dari skian banyak hal2 yg daunting tentang being an adult yang paling bikin inne sering "aduuh.....gimana dong...". so here goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;life after uni&lt;/b&gt;. insyaallah kalo smuanya lancar i should have graduated by july 2007. inne blom tau mu ngapain kalo dah lulus ntar. optionsnya: back for good trs cari kerja; cari kerja di singapore atau malaysia (kalo ada yg bertanya2: knapa ga cari kerja di aussie aja?, well....my mom does really love me she can't even bear to live far away from me for more than 4 years hehehe. but malaysia and singapore are exempted from her 'black list' hehehe); trus kalo ada rejeki+kesempatan+mood buat blajar nya masih ada (ini yg paling penting hehehe) inne pengen banget take master degree in applied finance. tapi, ngeliat temen2 inne di indo yg lagi tampak struggle cari kerja, inne jadi suka takut sendiri. takut ga bisa dapetin kerja yang pas. abis cari kerja tuh susah banget. saingannya banyak. dan kalopun dah dapet kerja blom tentu cocok ma kita nya. inne suka mikir "aduh kalo ntar inne sampe ga dapet kerja yang pas gimana dong? mu ngapain?" kalo dah kayak gini inne lebih sering ngalihin pikiran inne ke hal2 yg lebih &lt;em&gt;enteng. &lt;/em&gt;smoga ya abis lulus ntar inne bisa dapet kerja yang cocok ma inne, amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;jodoh.&lt;/b&gt; ini dia nih salah satu hal yg sering inne pikirin dan bikin inne pusing sendiri. fyi, inne punya target merit antara umur 25-27. buat inne, umur segitu ideal aja buat cewe getting married. other people might have their own standards though. trus inne pengen sebelum inne married, inne dah pacaran ma calon hubby inne ntar at least 1,5 taun. mungkin banyak yang mikir "aduuuh durasi pacaran mah ga ngejamin. banyak lho yang pacaran dah bertaun2 end up nya malah putus etc etc". emang sih durasi ga ngejamin, cuman again min 1,5 taun pacaran tuh ideal mnurut inne. huhuhu si inne idealistic banget yah when it comes to jodoh perjodohan ini hehehe. neway....yg bikin inne kepikiran tuh, skarang inne turning 23, target married min umur 25, target min durasi pacaran 1.5 taun &lt;b&gt;tapi&lt;/b&gt; sampe skarang kandidat nya aja blom ada huahuahua!!!! pathetic ga sih.....udah sok idealistic tapi kenyataannya masih jauh dari ideal hahaha. boro2 kandidat, gebetan aja ga ada!!! pkknya skarang ini kehidupan asmara ku lagi &lt;b&gt;garing+basi&lt;/b&gt;. tapi kalo dipikir2, such a fool i am kalo ketakutan sendiri mikirin soal jodoh. kalo inne takut berarti inne ga percaya ma Allah. i know He has someone for me. The best one, amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114388937776413998?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114388937776413998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114388937776413998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114388937776413998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114388937776413998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/04/turning-23.html' title='turning 23'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114385338264036483</id><published>2006-04-01T11:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:09:35.786+11:00</updated><title type='text'>akhirnya....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;akhirnya setelah utak atik sana sini jadi juga template baru ku hehehe. template nya sih donlod gratisan, cuman ganti setting nya itu yg ribet! even skarang blog nya blom totally desireable hehe tp much better than kmaren. last nite image nya sama skali ga kluar, trus warna warni banget....pkknya it's a total mess!!! skarang tinggal do some last touches....and i'll proudly present my new blog...yippie!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114385338264036483?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114385338264036483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114385338264036483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114385338264036483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114385338264036483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/04/akhirnya.html' title='akhirnya....'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114327193863294023</id><published>2006-03-25T18:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T16:34:34.203+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Allah sayang sama Inne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;alhamdulillah waa syukurillah.....Makasih ya Allah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;hari ini inne ngalamin kejadian yang ga pernah inne bayangin sebelumnya, &lt;b&gt;ilang dompet&lt;/b&gt;. buat inne dompet itu udah kaya nyawa kedua. bukan karena isinya tebel (i wish hehehe), tp karena di dompet itu ada smua barang2 yg penting tingkat tinggi, student ID, SIM, ATM cards, photo box ma temen2, pkknya dompet buat inne tuh crucial banget!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;jadi critanya....kmaren inne ke state library. bawaannya lumayan banyak juga, ditambah pas di city sempet beli bbrp stuffs gitu. pkknya ribet!! trs kan smua barang2nya kcuali yg mau dibawa ke dalem library harus disimpen di locker. nah pas inne mau pulang....mungkin saking ribetnya, inne ga sengaja ninggalin dompet inne di meja yg disediain di locker room!!! dan inne baru nyadar tadi siang pas inne mau pergi. paniknya minta ampun!!! apalagi selama ini inne blom pernah ilang dompet. pkknya panik banget banget!!! pas baru nyadar, inne sama skali ga kepikiran dompetnya ilang dimana. alhamdulillah Allah ngasih petunjuk. tiba2 aja inne inget state library. trs akhirnya inne langsung ksana, dan setelah tanya sana sini ternyata.......dompetnya ada+masih utuh!!!!! jadi ada orang yg nemuin dompetnya di locker room trs dibalikin ke security. Alhamdulillah ya Allah, makasih banget yah. smoga orang yg nemuin &amp; ngembaliin dompet inne dikasih rahmat &amp;amp; berkah ma Allah, amiiin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;pas dikasih tau dompetnya ada, aduuuh inne lega banget selega2nya. inne jadi makin nyadar kalo Allah tuh dah sayaaaaaaaaaaaaaang banget sama inne selama ini. inne dah dikasih banyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak banget berkah ma Allah. inne jadi malu sendiri, Allah dah sebaik itu ma inne tapi kayanya inne masih aja 'bandel'. shalat aja masih suka bolong2. ahhh pkknya tampak ga ada rasa terima kasihnya banget. tapi mudah2an dengan adanya kejadian ini, jadi &lt;i&gt;sentilan&lt;/i&gt; buat inne kalo inne harus lebih inget &amp;amp; bersyukur lagi sama Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114327193863294023?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114327193863294023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114327193863294023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114327193863294023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114327193863294023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/03/allah-sayang-sama-inne.html' title='Allah sayang sama Inne'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114311139953025730</id><published>2006-03-23T21:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T12:10:31.840+11:00</updated><title type='text'>si Inne lagi centil!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;akhirnya inne bisa juga bikin Mama bangga punya anak cewe ^_^ Mengingat dulu2 inne ga suka pake makeup, pas di Indo kmaren, begitu ngeliat tingkah anaknya yang dikit2 experiment ma perkakas makeup yg aduuuh sungguh sangat banyak ragamnya, Mama inne sumringah gitu. She said "nah gitu dong, belajar dandan. kan modal buat masa depan aka nyenengin suami (in Mama's dictionary). Trus pake baju juga rok dong skali2, jangan jeans mulu bla bla bla". Yep, im really into makeup recently. Benernya sih dari jaman SMA inne dah pernah iseng2 pake makeup gitu, maklum jaman SMA kan masih ABG, serba pengen sok dewasa tapi hasilnya malah jreng jreng hehehe. Namanya juga SMA, jaman iseng2, jadi ga pernah disriusin. Waktu itu paling cuman pake pelembab, bedak, lip balm, thats all. Lagian masa ke sekolah kudu dandan sih, buat bangun pagi aja susahnya minta ampun!! Pas kuliah di Unpar juga sama. Disaat teman2 ku pada dandan nan cantik, pipi pinkish, bibirnya meni &lt;i&gt;beureum euceuy&lt;/i&gt;, yah pkknya serba HIP deh, inne sih tetep aja pelembab, bedak, lip balm jadi andalan. Niat buat put some makeup on sih dah lama ada, cuman masalahnya satu: slain dari 3 makeup yg inne andelin tadi, selebihnya inne ga tau cara pakenya gimana!! tau sih, cuman cara pake yg &lt;b&gt;proper&lt;/b&gt; nya ga tau. Pernah nih saking penasarannya, inne coba pake blush on. Jadinya malah kaya bapau yg suka ada cap warna merah nya buat nandain itu bapau manis atau asin!!!! plissss deh..............trs pernah coba pake mascara, eye shadow, ma pensil alis, jadinya mata inne malah kaya cenayang, alias serem abis!!! ah kapok lah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;cuman entah knapa, pas liburan di indo kmaren, inne jd niat banget belajar makeup. kalo ke mall, mulai suka mampir ke cosmetic counters nya, coba2 makeup kit nya, tanya2 si mba nya bout this and that, pkknya bener2 exploring everything bout makeup deh. trus mulai coba2 belajar dari temen2 yg dah pada expert gitu. nanya2 mama juga. trus mulai coba2 apply makeup sendiri. getting better sih drpada kasus bapau ma cenayang tadi, cuman inne tetep ngerasa blom bisa banget buat put on makeup properly. Maka dari itu, si inne ber NIAT buat take short course tentang makeup artist!! inne tuh pengen banget bisa apply makeup yg kesannya natural. kliatan pake makeup tapi light. personally sih inne ga nyaman liat cewe yg makeup nya terlalu &lt;i&gt;berat&lt;/i&gt;, kesannya tuh kaya fake banget. So far sih dah nanya2 tentang short course nya. Ada bbrp yang being considered, cuman yah liat timing nya dulu deh, mengingat uni mulai meniupkan &lt;i&gt;sangsakala&lt;/i&gt; nya pertanda i MUST pay most of my attention to it. but might take the course during the upcoming easter break. hopefully, the procrastinator side of me nya lagi takes leave dulu deh, gemesss nih pengen bisa apply makeup properly!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114311139953025730?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114311139953025730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114311139953025730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114311139953025730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114311139953025730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/03/si-inne-lagi-centil.html' title='si Inne lagi centil!!!'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114293341494430418</id><published>2006-03-21T20:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T12:12:00.420+11:00</updated><title type='text'>wish i was there</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;got this sister-bestie of mine 'curhat' how trembling and annoyed she was, she couldnt even think and angry anymore. i know her too well. too well that i could feel what she's feeling though we're apart. well you, yes you, my dearest sister.....there's a time when we gotta face a test, a life test. No no no, no pad and pen required. The only and most crucial requirement of all is &lt;b&gt;patience&lt;/b&gt;. Still considering of going to the bookshop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;As we're often on the same side of a coin, I'm perfectly aware that that particular thing called patience aint our thing for most of the time, yes? And that's what the test is all about. You don't need to get an HD or D for the test. Nah, result is merely a numerical thing (this is how I often convince myself that I'm doing well with my studies, oopss hehehe). Just make sure that by undertaking the test, no matter what the result would be, you've taken one step ahead in the process of self improvement and maturity. Got this wise lady who once told me: "don't u ever face anger with anger. That's the most terrible thing of all. Face anger with patience. Just have a faith in patience and peace will be all yours."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114293341494430418?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114293341494430418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114293341494430418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114293341494430418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114293341494430418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/03/wish-i-was-there.html' title='wish i was there'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114272279630505816</id><published>2006-03-19T09:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T16:36:05.790+11:00</updated><title type='text'>susahnya jadi procrastinator</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;being a procrastinator i am, it's not unusual to expect the highly unexpected things as a result of procastinating. anything could happen when ur being a procrastinator. I'm so not gonna talk about procrastinating in term of academic life. Oh &lt;b&gt;BIG NO&lt;/b&gt;!!!! That's the most sacred thing a procrastinator should talk about :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Plans....resolutions....&lt;/b&gt;If you've never ever thought bout those things u better make sure if ur alive. People tend to highly devoting themselves to materialize those plans. The thing is, it aint the case for procrastinators. All those perfectly-established plans could be ruined like a piece of cake when it comes to procrastinating. Been there, done that. Realized it on the new year's eve 2006. I was thinking to make some plans for the year. And I did realize that some of those plans were exactly the same plans I made last year. Inne, what the hell have u done for a year???!!! NOTHING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I asked a friend of mine once, considering she was really devoting herself to what she was doing. She said: Just think about the &lt;b&gt;reward.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;I used to think, well yeah....it's highly probable that u'd get the reward uve been dreaming of if u really devoted urself to what ur doing. But again, devotion aint a procrastinator thing. How could a procrastinator devote him/herself to what he's doing whilst he's a procrastinator himself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;But then being a procrastinator I am, I realize that there's a turning point in which even procrastinators themselves could highly devote themselves into something.....the PLANS. Being a procrastinator doesnt mean that you would totally ruin what uve planned. &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;. It's just a matter of &lt;b&gt;time&lt;/b&gt;. Let's put it this way. Assume that the end of the year would be ur expiry to materialize ur plans. What procrastinators do is, they tend to materialize their plans in some times approcahing expiry. That's exactly what they're doing. But &lt;b&gt;please&lt;/b&gt;, unless ur able to achieve what uve planned in just a flash, do not try to make a friend with expiry! Ive been thinking to set the establishment date as my expiry. Hard, I know. Yet as my friend said, just think bout the reward. In Finance, you'll notice that there's this so called &lt;b&gt;time value&lt;/b&gt;. 100 bucks u have now would have &lt;b&gt;significantly&lt;/b&gt; higher value than 100 bucks u'd receive in say 5 years time. And that's exactly what the reward is all about!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;One of Inne's resolutions 2006: being a &lt;b&gt;former&lt;/b&gt; procrastinator, amiiin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114272279630505816?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114272279630505816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114272279630505816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114272279630505816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114272279630505816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/03/susahnya-jadi-procrastinator.html' title='susahnya jadi procrastinator'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114223363806993965</id><published>2006-03-13T17:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T16:40:23.706+11:00</updated><title type='text'>F I X   Y O U</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;FIX YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;(Coldplay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;When you try your best but you don't succeed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;When you get what you want but not what you need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;When you feel so tired but you can't sleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Stuck in reverse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;And the tears come streaming down your face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;When you lose something you can't replace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;when you love some one but it goes to waste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;could it be worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Lights will guide you home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;And ignite your bones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;high up above or down below &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;When you're too in love to let it go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;But if you never try you'll never know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Just what you're worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Lights will guide you home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;And ignite your bones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Tears stream down your face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;When you lose something you cannot replace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Tears stream down your face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Tears stream down your face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;I promise you I will learn from my mistakes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Tears stream down your face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Lights will guide you home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;And ignite your bones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;PS: &lt;b&gt;LOOOOVVVEEEE&lt;/b&gt; that song!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114223363806993965?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114223363806993965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114223363806993965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114223363806993965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114223363806993965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/03/f-i-x-y-o-u.html' title='F I X   Y O U'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114129794374371428</id><published>2006-03-02T22:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T16:41:28.156+11:00</updated><title type='text'>ini baru first week lho.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;blom seminggu mulai semester baru....kegelapan, keresahan, dan kegalauan tentang assignments dkk telah datang menghantui. tampak serem2 gitu pas liat unit oultines nya. smua subject yg inne ambil semester ini ada assignment atau test. malah ada 1 subject yg require 22nya, assignment+test, gee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;entah knapa, niat buat belajar lebih keras tuh slalu ada cuman kenyataanya ternyata lebih susah buat di apply. i used to think that ive tried so hard for my studies, but it seems that i gotta try even harder. hmm....that thought kinda reminds me of someone (refer to posting "farewell Indonesia"). Si orang yang sungguh sangat pinter ini pernah crita ttg gimana dia waktu kuliah dulu. Pas denger critanya, i was like "wooooooooooow!!! gila pinter banget!!!". Trus dia kasih semangat gitu. Simpel sih cuman entah knapa kena ke inne nya berasa dalem aja *wink2*. Dia cuman bilang "hmm, kamu belajarnya harus lebih keras lagi". Pas pertama denger sih Inne mikir "hah kurang keras apa sih usaha gua slama ini??". Tapi terus inne mikir mungkin usaha yg slama ini inne anggap keras masih blom cukup buat achieve apa yang Inne mau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Sejak inne dapet si kata2 sakti dari si orang itu, Inne berniat dan bertekad akan berusaha lebih keras lagi sekeras2nya in finishing my studies. Kalo dia bisa dan orang lain bisa, Inne juga pasti bisa. Smoga deh kebiasaan ber-procrastinating ria nya bisa diilangin. Benar2 kebiasaan yang akan &lt;b&gt;ngejuntrungin&lt;/b&gt; aka menjerumuskan anda ke dalam lembah kegelapan (naon sih??!) hehehe. Pokoknya &lt;b&gt;GAMBATE&lt;/b&gt; inne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114129794374371428?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114129794374371428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114129794374371428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114129794374371428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114129794374371428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/03/ini-baru-first-week-lho.html' title='ini baru first week lho.....'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114095290163586333</id><published>2006-02-26T22:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T08:39:38.020+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the opening scene</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;It's been 2 days since I arrived here in Melbourne. Pas baru dateng kmaren, sempet aga2 &lt;b&gt;homesick&lt;/b&gt; gitu. Yep, very small amount of tears were streaming down my face. &lt;b&gt;I miss my family&lt;/b&gt;. Kinda regret that I didn't spend most of time with them while I was there. Nevermind, there's no use of looking back. What's done is done. Luckily uni starts tomorrow, so it's gonna be easier to get over this homesick thingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Well yeah, uni starts tomorrow. Got only this 9 AM lecture for the day. Spend approx 1 hr of travelling for only 1 hr of lecture, crap! Hmm....gotta do kinda re-schedulling otherwise I'd end up listening to lecture online which is &lt;b&gt;not good&lt;/b&gt; for someone who's struggle with their studies like me hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I've been thinking to look for a job, but kinda hesitate as I'm bad at time management thingy. I dont wanna put my studies into trouble just because I'm to obsess of working. Well, let's just see in the next couple of weeks, might give it a shot if it's proven that as I'm getting older, I should have been able to manage the time well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114095290163586333?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114095290163586333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114095290163586333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114095290163586333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114095290163586333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/02/opening-scene.html' title='the opening scene'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16579121.post-114001811115534002</id><published>2006-02-16T02:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T08:41:14.796+10:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell Indonesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;3 days to go before im leaving indo for melbourne.....kinda sad yet excited somehow. excited as this boredom ive been having for quite a time will finally end. sad as im leaving my loved ones here for such a loooong time.....well, &lt;b&gt;trade off&lt;/b&gt; never lost its place when it comes to farewell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;things happened during the holiday. some people graduatued from the uni, congrats guys!! some are still struggling with their final thesis. some are still looking for a job, good luck guys! (PS: lemme know once u have one, and I'll be sending my account number ASAP hehehe).....Wondering what would have happened to'em by the time I come back for my next holiday (or might be the time I'm back for good to Indo). Hope everything would be better, amin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Well this holiday's a bit different from my previous ones. To be honest, it's kinda embarassing for me to admit that I'm currently have a crush on someone, yaaaay! hehehe. It''s different as he's different from my previous crushes (as if i got heaps of crush hehehe). Getting confuse? So am I hehehe. Well, the thing is that unlike my previous ones, this guy is a couple years older than me. I don't know much about him as I just known him for like less than a week. I didnt get a chance to know him better. All I know is that he's a super duper smartie!!! Yet, for some &lt;b&gt;significant&lt;/b&gt; reasons and for my own goodness (how selfish I am hehehe), I &lt;b&gt;must not&lt;/b&gt; keep this. Otherwise I would end up in a deep grievances. So let it be a gift on my last days in Bandung. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16579121-114001811115534002?l=neng-inne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/feeds/114001811115534002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16579121&amp;postID=114001811115534002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114001811115534002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16579121/posts/default/114001811115534002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neng-inne.blogspot.com/2006/02/farewell-indonesia.html' title='farewell Indonesia'/><author><name>InNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02549124543695009893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
