<?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-627076812682283548</id><updated>2011-10-29T22:11:29.488-07:00</updated><category term='movie'/><category term='take a quiz'/><category term='love'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='random'/><category term='friends'/><category term='School'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>The Lucky #7</title><subtitle type='html'>make it worth</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-1206109105762460138</id><published>2011-10-29T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T22:11:29.527-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I am, try my best</title><content type='html'>re-post. this is the time when i try to fix the broken pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Love is passion. obsession. someone you  can't live without. someone you fall head over heels for. find someone  you can love like crazy, and will love you the same way back. listen to  your heart. no sense in life without this. to make the journey without  falling deeply in love, you haven't lived a life at all. you have to  try, because if you haven't tried, then you haven't lived."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Meet Joe Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coba  pahami kata-kata itu. kata orang kalo kita gak punya cinta, berarti  kita gak hidup sepenuhnya. gue yakin banget kata-kata itu gampang  dimengerti kalo emang lo mau coba jadi diri yang lebih baik. gue mau  tulis semua kutipan yang gue catet di binder gue tapi terlampau banyak  kata-kata yang bisa ngubah dunia lo. gue bukannya sok tau tapi keadaan  yang ngajarin gue arti hidup yang sebenernya. gue pernah sekali  memikirkan kalo mati itu pasti bakalan bantu hidup gue nyelesein  masalah, tapi setelah gue pikir pikir lagi......................buat apa  gue mati kalo gue cuma bakalan bikin orang yang sayang sama gue nangis  dan kerepotan buat ngurus pemakaman gue? lagipula kalo emang tugas gue  di dunia udah selese, gue juga bakalan mati sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue adalah  gue dan cuma gue yang bisa ngerti dan paham apa yang gue rasain. gue gak  bisa maksa orang lain buat ngertiin apa yang gue rasa. gue gak bisa  meminta mereka ngerti kalo gue sendiri aja gak bisa bikin diri gue  ngertiin apa yang gue mau. gue cuma mau negasin kalo gue cuma mau damai  jalanin hidup gue. tapi, banyak banget alasan kenapa hidup gue lebih  rumit dari apa yang selalu ada di mimpi mimpi gue. gue sadar, kalo mimpi  ketinggian, kalo jatoh rasanya pasti bakalan sakit banget, lebih sakit  daripada lo tau kalo hasil ujian gue jatoh atau hasil tugas gue dirobek  sama guru. lebih sakit daripada ditinggal sama cowok gue karena gue tau,  dibalik hal itu, ada seseorang yang menanti gue dari kejauhan. gue udah  terlampau bego saat gue nangisin dia selama 3 bulan terakhir itu tapi  itu sebulan yang lalu. gue harus mampu &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;face the truth that he give me the best past, not to try to bring him back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;gue  gak boleh memaksa dia kembali, gue harus mampu hadepin semua itu walau  butuh waktu yang lama. berarti sekarang, gue bisa hadepin semua  rintangan yang ada di depan gue. semua kejadian itu pasti pelajaran buat  gue dimasa mendatang. lo bisa lari dari semua itu tapi pilihan terbaik  adalah lo belajar dari semua itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The past can hurt. but you can either run from it, or learn from it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Lion King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;gue  mulai belajar dari kesalahan. belajar dan belajar sampe gue nemuin  jawaban atas semua hal itu. itu salah gue atau...............salah orang  lain? yang pasti gue belajar. gue berusaha jadi yang terbaik dan  berusaha gak ngulang kesalahan yang sama setelah ini. kebegoan yang gue  lakuin bukan cuma bakalan ngerugiin gue, tapi juga bisa ngerugiin orang  yang gue sayang dan menyayangi gue. bahkan yang gak kenal sama gue bisa  kena imbasnya akibat sebuah kelalaian gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terkadang gue takut  memulai sesuatu yang asing bagi hidup gue. gue takut gue salah  memulainya dan semakin jauh gue melangkah, semakin salah apa yang gue  ambil. tapi kata nyokap gue &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;"kalo kita takut, kapan kita tau hasilnya?"&lt;/span&gt;  then gue berpikir, bener juga kata nyokap. kalo kita takut dan gak  berani coba, kapan kita bakalan tau jadinya gimana. gue berterima kasih  banget sama nyokap yang selama ini nyuport gue. nyokap gue juga bilang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;"jangan takut dengan sebuah akhir, emang mungkin kebanyakan akhir bikin kamu takut, tapi mama yakin kamu bisa hadapinnya."&lt;/span&gt; oh mom, thanks god I've got a beautiful understanding mom :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Beginnings are usually scary and ending are usually sad, but it's everything in beetwen that makes it all worth living."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Hope Float&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Berusaha  buat bangkit dan gak takut lagi ngadepin hari esok adalah suatu  perubahan besar dalam hidup gue. gue termasuk orang yang tertutup sama  keluarga, tapi begitu denger nyokap gue yakin banget sama  kata-katanya..................gue mulai membuka lembaran baru dan  berbagi seneng susah gue sama mereka. just keep try to talk to your  family, that was will be help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tasya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-1206109105762460138?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1206109105762460138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-am-try-my-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/1206109105762460138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/1206109105762460138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-am-try-my-best.html' title='I am, try my best'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-7063200892337047828</id><published>2011-10-29T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T20:50:32.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>heal the pain</title><content type='html'>broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShKRhOqtYcM/Tqy_6xxzQ5I/AAAAAAAAArc/zDPbI793io4/s1600/tumblr_ky9n4167Fg1qacw02o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShKRhOqtYcM/Tqy_6xxzQ5I/AAAAAAAAArc/zDPbI793io4/s320/tumblr_ky9n4167Fg1qacw02o1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669117047468147602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm apa yang membuat semua hal menjadi lebih menyedihkan dari yang lo bayangin? gue lebih milih sakit flu daripada sakit hati. tapi terkadang kesakitan itu juga yang bisa bikin lo bangkit. buat lo lebih tegar dari yang sebelum-sebelumnya. ngajarin lo banyak hal yang ngga semua hal di dunia ini menyenangkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue sama rian............yeah we broke up last night with acceptable reason. ya gue ngga mungkin sebar semua kehidupan gue disini. gue cuma mau bilang kalo ngga selamanya kebahagiaan berasal dari seseorang yang mungkin cuma sebentar sayang sama lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5UPdDMB530Q/Tqy-k56j5hI/AAAAAAAAArQ/VkgT1xWQAMw/s1600/tumblr_lg7l1qyaqo1qef5huo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5UPdDMB530Q/Tqy-k56j5hI/AAAAAAAAArQ/VkgT1xWQAMw/s320/tumblr_lg7l1qyaqo1qef5huo1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669115572183623186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, you will cry over the night. blame yourself because never be the best for him. try to figure out what's wrong with this shit. well, &lt;span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;there's nothing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;you can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt; than&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;sit down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;next to the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;looking out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;convinced&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;yourself&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;everything will be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; crying alone in your own mind. try to heal the pain. but you can't. fix the broken heart really need time, long time to make it fix like it used to.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-srbcHa1QpEA/TqzG_sxLwUI/AAAAAAAAAr0/cNfFE4hzdiA/s1600/tumblr_lrs55y2Z5Q1qh17cqo1_r1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Tasya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-7063200892337047828?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7063200892337047828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/10/heal-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/7063200892337047828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/7063200892337047828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/10/heal-pain.html' title='heal the pain'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShKRhOqtYcM/Tqy_6xxzQ5I/AAAAAAAAArc/zDPbI793io4/s72-c/tumblr_ky9n4167Fg1qacw02o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-4595928119042244970</id><published>2011-10-16T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T00:47:08.833-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;remember this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa yang kita tau tentang cinta? segala sesuatunya berupa rasa, itu intinya kan? tapi kalian salah. cinta itu bukan sekedar rasa. itu sesuatu yang luar biasa kalo menurut gue apalagi orang orang yang pernah merasakannya. merasakan sakitnya dan merasakan betapa indahnya. gue kagum, perasaan yang namanya cinta itu gak lepas dari semua orang. setiap detik kita merasakan semua itu dan kita mengalami betapa hebatnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAug8btknHI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Yi_Bld0KzCA/s1600/Love_Is____by_circle__of__fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAug8btknHI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Yi_Bld0KzCA/s320/Love_Is____by_circle__of__fire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479650331717835890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;satu kata dengan banyak arti&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;bukan cuma lo yang ngerasain. tapi orang orang disektiar lo juga merasakan hal yang sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAug7unO3GI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Dq7mqRzXf90/s1600/Love_is____by_Kelsea_Kismet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAug7unO3GI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Dq7mqRzXf90/s320/Love_is____by_Kelsea_Kismet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479650319611649122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cinta itu indah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;bila kita yakini begitu karena semua hal yang kita mulai dengan senyum belum tentu akan berakhir dengan senyuman juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAuPFgTwZhI/AAAAAAAAAdo/rNQUv0i-LWk/s1600/Love_by_evangeliine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAuPFgTwZhI/AAAAAAAAAdo/rNQUv0i-LWk/s320/Love_by_evangeliine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479630696361256466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cinta itu menjunjung rasa kasih sayang, kita dekat dan kita berbagi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;terkadang rasa cinta itu menghilang tapi rindu akan membuatmu sadar kalau hati itu membutuhkan sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAuPEGpBFBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ctbgwgk3O-I/s1600/Clockwork_by_bittersweetvenom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAuPEGpBFBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ctbgwgk3O-I/s320/Clockwork_by_bittersweetvenom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479630672291238930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cinta itu butuh waktu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;gak semua hal akan terjadi langsung setelah kita berharap, gak secepat itu. cinta itu juga butuh waktu, butuh proses dan kita harus bersabar dengan semua itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAuPDslDX_I/AAAAAAAAAdI/pJZ5hBlElOc/s1600/Be_Happy_by_Alephunky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAuPDslDX_I/AAAAAAAAAdI/pJZ5hBlElOc/s320/Be_Happy_by_Alephunky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479630665295290354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cinta itu membuat kita bahagia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;walau tak selamanya, tapi hati ini akan lebih mencintai adanya cinta sementara dibanding tak ada sama sekali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAucJreQlEI/AAAAAAAAAd4/xI6gb8fSgrU/s1600/Love__by_Reaubain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAucJreQlEI/AAAAAAAAAd4/xI6gb8fSgrU/s320/Love__by_Reaubain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479645061728736322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cinta itu penuh halangan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kita harus berusaha demi cinta kita, walau begitu banyak badai menghadang tapi dengan kekuatan, kita mampu melawannya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAucJBUAjfI/AAAAAAAAAdw/6sLiX84QXFY/s1600/love_by_ABeatifulSoul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAucJBUAjfI/AAAAAAAAAdw/6sLiX84QXFY/s320/love_by_ABeatifulSoul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479645050411453938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cinta itu saling menjaga&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;dalam sebuah keadaan, cinta akan diuji. tapi dengan saling menjaga, pasti semuanya bisa diatasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAukEZOfZYI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/7n3d3oCUDs0/s1600/who_feels_love_by_ciuky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAukEZOfZYI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/7n3d3oCUDs0/s320/who_feels_love_by_ciuky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479653767024436610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cinta itu menyayangi satu sama lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hal ini harus dijalin &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dan dijaga selama kita bisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAujN5Uq5xI/AAAAAAAAAfI/JLoycUqkKBc/s1600/This_is_Love_by_eXcer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAujN5Uq5xI/AAAAAAAAAfI/JLoycUqkKBc/s320/This_is_Love_by_eXcer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479652830747485970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cinta itu tidak melihat perbedaan diantaranya&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;walau bagaimanapun keadaannya, cinta tak melihat dari fisik, kita melihatnya dari hati. kita merasakannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAujNrZYCmI/AAAAAAAAAfA/e_Ug71GbyxE/s1600/The_Words_I_Wanted_To_Say_by_Jesgwyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAujNrZYCmI/AAAAAAAAAfA/e_Ug71GbyxE/s320/The_Words_I_Wanted_To_Say_by_Jesgwyn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479652827009124962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cinta itu bisa membuat kita jatuh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;gak selamanya cinta itu berbuat manis, pasti suatu ketika, cinta itu mendampakan kepedihan. siap jatuh cinta, siap juga patah hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAujM61O6EI/AAAAAAAAAew/IOXgk_8680c/s1600/S_i_c_k_by_Alephunky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAujM61O6EI/AAAAAAAAAew/IOXgk_8680c/s320/S_i_c_k_by_Alephunky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479652813972629570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;terkadang cinta membuat kita hancur&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ketika putus adalah jalan terbaik, kita harus menerimanya. kita harus melihat sisi baik dari semua hal yang ada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAujMmPQPjI/AAAAAAAAAeo/DriNg1ZQKnc/s1600/Love_you_more_by_EliseEnchanted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAujMmPQPjI/AAAAAAAAAeo/DriNg1ZQKnc/s320/Love_you_more_by_EliseEnchanted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479652808444624434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cinta bukan hanya sekedar hadiah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;cinta itu makna, tidak bisa digambarkan dengan apapun. hanya perasaan lah yang mampu menggambarkan bagaimana rasanya walau tak bisa diungkapkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAug7y_6f2I/AAAAAAAAAeY/ZapkafjnzZ4/s1600/Love_Violently__Kill_Tenderly_by_JulianGraves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAug7y_6f2I/AAAAAAAAAeY/ZapkafjnzZ4/s320/Love_Violently__Kill_Tenderly_by_JulianGraves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479650320788914018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cinta dapat menciptakan kebencian&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;kebencian di dalam cinta seumpama bila suatu dendam merasuk. bila salah satu melakukan kesalahan, rasa benci bisa saja lebih besar dari rasa cinta. sedalam apapun itu tapi gue yakin cinta itu dapat kembali dan kebencian itu terasa seperti tak pernah ada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAue9fOoMII/AAAAAAAAAeI/AmtxAo4x9Tg/s1600/love_by_t4nsu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAue9fOoMII/AAAAAAAAAeI/AmtxAo4x9Tg/s320/love_by_t4nsu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479648150818402434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cinta itu buta&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;lo semua pasti tau hal ini kan? dapat diartikan cinta itu gak memandang gimana lo, keluarga lo atau apapun tapi cinta itu bener bener tulus dari hati dan gimana lo menjalankannya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAue8-FuKzI/AAAAAAAAAeA/I_DrryH0TuA/s1600/Love_by_rambotheif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAue8-FuKzI/AAAAAAAAAeA/I_DrryH0TuA/s320/Love_by_rambotheif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479648141922675506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cinta itu penuh warna &lt;/span&gt;dan bermacam-macam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seperti 30 jawaban dari 30 orang yang berbeda-beda tentang cinta............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu adalah sesuatu perasaan yang kita miliki terhadap seseorang yang kita sayang, suka, care tapi cinta juga bisa bikin sakit hati jika cinta kita tak terbalas sama seseorang yang kita cintai" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Mochammad Ilham Hilmiyansyah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu kasih sayang yang tulus tanpa ada sesuatu yang memaksa.bisa menerima pasaangan apa adanya, saling melengkapi dan mengerti satu sama lain" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;- Visca Nahdya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu bikin pusing" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Lovira Ladieska&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu au ah gue bingung -_-" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Rayhan Hadi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu rasa sayang yang lebih dari sayang, bisa nerima dia apa adanya, mau selamanya sama dia, susah walaupun senang" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Rosalia Eka Putri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu rasa yang bisa ngebuat orang ngelakuin apa aja" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Lintang Ridzki Darmawan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu sebuah perasaan atau sesuatu yang harus di perkorbankan karena dihasilkan dari sayang dan suka dijaiin satu" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Holynez Amalia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu sesuatu yang suci yang harsunya gak dipermainkan dan harus dijaga. sesuatu perasaan yang pasti semua orang di dunia ngerasain itu" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Annisa Nur Hanani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu bullshit tapi terkadang cinta itu indah" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Kemas Chanadri Aqil Ditratama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu sesuatu yang gak bisa di jelasin" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Sarah Valeda Vania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu ketulusan dari hati yang bener bener gak bisa di ungkapin" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Qotrun Nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu perasaan orang ke apapun yang dia suka" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Ninette Putri Mustika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu ketulusan" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Syavira Ashila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu konsumsi kita setiap waktunya" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Nurul Meutia Salsabila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu susah untuk di definisikan karena itu perasaan jadi biasanya di rasa" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Hera Nurlita Putri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu kebahagiaan" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Mudrika Rismawati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu satu" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Sonia Soeharto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"gue gak tau arti cinta"&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; -Sandi Koesmawan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu turun dari mata ke hati" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Della Rachelia Vikarani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu anugrah"&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; -Suci Ayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu sebuah perasaan" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Rehan Farobi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"love is unpredictable. sisah ditebak, datang secara tiba tiba dan pada akhirnya akan meninggalkan luka dan kesedihan" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Khansa Fimantari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu adalah sesuatu yang kita rasakan dan mucul dari lubuk hati kita yang paling dalam saat kita menyukain dan menyayangin seseorang dalam kehidupan kita. suatu rasa yang sangat indah dan takkan mampu diungkapkan hanya dengan kata kata" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Ayubi Solahudin Al Pasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu Tesar Hikal" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Ayu Sekar Putri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu perasaan yang ada buat orang yang di pedulikan"&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; -Rana Vinita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu rasa sayang yang bisa datang dan pergi" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Friska Rani Farradina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu cerita indah namun tiada arti" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Muhammad Hadimas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu buta" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Ardina Putri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu gak mandang fisik, gak mandang ekonomi, gak mandan apapun kecuali hati, mengenal lebih dalam pasangan kita, cinta itu menerima apa adanya gak denger apa kata orang, denger kata hati sendiri, cinta itu gak bisa di obatin kalo udah sakit banget, kalopun bisa juga lukanya gak akan hilang, cinta itu rasanya beda dari sayang" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Ezzie Sukandar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu kita rela biarin orang yang kira cintain sama orang yang dia suka, kita gak boleh egois, apapun yang buat dia seneng, kita juga seneng" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Vidy Sylviana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu kata mereka tentang cinta. menurut gue cinta itu dari hati. penyimpulannya juga gue masih belom tau walau udah 30 orang yang jawab. gue belom bisa menyimpulkannya. tapi bagi gue cinta itu seperti post gue yang sebelumnya. gue belom bisa mastiin apa yang harusnya terjadi kalau semua rasa itu gak ada. dunia hampa banget kali ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terkadang gak selamanya semuanya berjalan mulus. terkadang kita gagal dalam suatu hubungan, itu memang hal yang biasa tapi susah diterima oleh sebagian orang. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cinta itu harusnya menunjukkan kasih sayang&lt;/span&gt; bukannya memendam rasa benci. gue sendiri pernah ngerasain itu, gue tau gak cuma gue, tapi banyak. patah hati? biasa sih cuma ya pada awalnya adalah suatu bencana yang susah banget buat dimengerti tapi lambat laun rasa sakit itu hanya sekedar rasa dan lo bakal siap punya pengganti bagi hati lo yang belum sembuh seutuhnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue menemukan sebuah puisi tentang cinta dari Rani yang gue sendiri gak tau siapa rani itu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pernahkah kamu merasakan,&lt;br /&gt;bahwa kamu mencintai seseorang,&lt;br /&gt;meski kamu tahu ia tak sendiri lagi, dan&lt;br /&gt;meski kamu tahu cintamu mungkin tak berbalas,&lt;br /&gt;tapi kamu tetap mencintainya,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pernahkah kamu merasakan,&lt;br /&gt;bahwa kamu sanggup melakukan apa saja demi seseorang yang kamu cintai,&lt;br /&gt;meski kamu tahu ia takkan pernah peduli ataupun&lt;br /&gt;ia peduli dan mengerti, tapi ia tetap pergi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pernahkah kamu merasakan hebatnya cinta,&lt;br /&gt;tersenyum kala terluka,&lt;br /&gt;menangis kala bahagia,&lt;br /&gt;bersedih kala bersama,&lt;br /&gt;tertawa kala berpisah,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku pernah .........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku pernah tersenyum meski kuterluka !&lt;br /&gt;karena kuyakin Tuhan tak menjadikannya untukku,&lt;br /&gt;Aku pernah menangis kala bahagia,&lt;br /&gt;karena kutakut kebahagiaan cinta ini akan sirna begitu saja,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku pernah bersedih kala bersamanya,&lt;br /&gt;karena kutakut aku kan kehilangan dia suatu saat nanti, dan......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku juga pernah tertawa saat berpisah dengannya,&lt;br /&gt;karena sekali lagi, cinta tak harus memiliki, dan&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan pasti telah menyiapkan cinta yang lain untukku.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku tetap bisa mencintainya,&lt;br /&gt;meski ia tak dapat kurengkuh dalam pelukanku,&lt;br /&gt;karena memang cinta ada dalam jiwa, dan bukan ada dalam raga.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Semua orang pasti pernah merasakan cinta..&lt;br /&gt;baik dari orang tua... sahabat.. kekasih dan&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya pasangan hidupnya.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buat temenku yg sedang jatuh cinta.. selamat yah..&lt;br /&gt;karena cinta itu sangat indah.&lt;br /&gt;Semoga kalian selalu berbahagia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buat temanku yg sedang terluka karena cinta...&lt;br /&gt;Hidup itu bagaikan roda yang terus berputar,&lt;br /&gt;satu saat akan berada di bawah dan hidup terasa begitu sulit,&lt;br /&gt;tetapi keadaan itu tidak untuk selamanya,&lt;br /&gt;bersabarlah dan berdoalah karena cinta yang lain&lt;br /&gt;akan datang dan menghampirimu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buat temanku yang tidak percaya akan cinta... buka hatimu ...&lt;br /&gt;jangan menutup mata akan keindahan yang ada di dunia&lt;br /&gt;maka cinta membuat hidupmu menjadi bahagia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buat temanku yang mendambakan cinta.. bersabarlah..&lt;br /&gt;karena cinta yang indah tidak terjadi dalam sekejab..&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan sedang mempersiapkan segala yang terbaik bagimu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini adalah akhir dari artikel gue. gue cuma mau pesen satu hal, jangan bikin cinta itu jadi bumerang buat hidup lo. gue cuma mau berbagi sama kalian semua. semoga artikel ini bisa bikin perubahan yang besar yaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;inget ngga gue pernah posting tentang ini? sekarang lagi cari bahan buat part 2. be participate! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tasya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-4595928119042244970?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4595928119042244970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/10/remember-this-cinta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/4595928119042244970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/4595928119042244970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/10/remember-this-cinta.html' title='love'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAug8btknHI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Yi_Bld0KzCA/s72-c/Love_Is____by_circle__of__fire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-1546860650947624517</id><published>2011-10-15T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T23:47:08.663-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>chairmate</title><content type='html'>hai! kali ini gue mau cerita tentang temen sebangku gue yang suppppper saman lovers. namanya Nada Farhana Bakri. she's pretty enough, no i means yes she's pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia ngga jauh beda lah sama gue. kita hidup dengan kata 'woles'. banyak banget tugas gue yang sekelompok sama dia dan belom jadi. sampe sekarang pun segala sesuatunya masih dianggap woles. liat aja nih entar pas udah deket-deket ambil rapot masih woles, gue benerin aja nilai gue sendiri-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now here we are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4HkIlzuFSWs/Tpp7YO7c9eI/AAAAAAAAApk/P6I2pZeIE8I/s1600/Picture%2B009.jpg_effected.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4HkIlzuFSWs/Tpp7YO7c9eI/AAAAAAAAApk/P6I2pZeIE8I/s320/Picture%2B009.jpg_effected.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663975137626355170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me &amp;amp; Nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;gue pasti bakalan dibunuh kalo nada tau gue share foto-foto yang lainnya tapi its okay let me share all of it. walau cacat tapi woles lah ya hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TyrHou5cAHw/Tpp8Jco144I/AAAAAAAAAqE/KF19tQiu99U/s1600/Picture%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TyrHou5cAHw/Tpp8Jco144I/AAAAAAAAAqE/KF19tQiu99U/s320/Picture%2B008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663975983119983490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-goP7-5PY0ME/Tpp8JMZlKbI/AAAAAAAAAp4/_MEErdxZnY4/s1600/Picture%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-goP7-5PY0ME/Tpp8JMZlKbI/AAAAAAAAAp4/_MEErdxZnY4/s320/Picture%2B006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663975978761005490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cw4r6qVdFB4/Tpp8I9RIZII/AAAAAAAAApw/9S7LDH6pTO4/s1600/Picture%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cw4r6qVdFB4/Tpp8I9RIZII/AAAAAAAAApw/9S7LDH6pTO4/s320/Picture%2B003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663975974699033730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5llQXlbeNPA/Tpp8JtMWl6I/AAAAAAAAAqU/geePN3vIN8w/s1600/Picture%2B014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5llQXlbeNPA/Tpp8JtMWl6I/AAAAAAAAAqU/geePN3vIN8w/s320/Picture%2B014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663975987563894690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okedeh udah ya yang lainnya bener-bener aib. dia ini arab banget. ibu bapaknya pun arab. dia bener-bener punya banyak fans dan yes actually she loves one person in her life and until this time, she can't forget. jadi yang merasa suka sama Nada, keep calm and get her heart ok? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selama duduk sama dia, we share everything. about life, love, and gossip. we talk everything we could dan menurut gue asik-asik aja sih kalo sama dia. ini perempuan hobinya pake parfum terus, tiap pergantian jam pasti pake dan ya minta dikit gapapa lah. dia ini tipe cewek yang outgoing. kayaknya diajak kemana-mana ayok aja. hmm apalagi ya bingung hehehe. segitu aja ya. see ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tasya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-1546860650947624517?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1546860650947624517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/10/chairmate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/1546860650947624517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/1546860650947624517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/10/chairmate.html' title='chairmate'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4HkIlzuFSWs/Tpp7YO7c9eI/AAAAAAAAApk/P6I2pZeIE8I/s72-c/Picture%2B009.jpg_effected.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-3262132405949571649</id><published>2011-10-12T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T00:18:21.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>61011♥</title><content type='html'>HAAAAAAAIIIIII sekarang pacar gue udah bukan yang kemaren gue post itu. sekarang namanya adalah &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Vallerian Gusti Putra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&amp;lt;3 cowok ini temen sd gue dan ya belom lama ini deket lagi sama gue. hmm sebenernya mau ceritanya kapan-kapan aja tapi ya cuma mau share aja ke kalian. besok-besok di shared deh fotonya. see ya^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Tasya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-3262132405949571649?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3262132405949571649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/10/61011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/3262132405949571649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/3262132405949571649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/10/61011.html' title='61011♥'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-5001567026141734177</id><published>2011-08-10T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T05:24:18.177-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>someone</title><content type='html'>Seseorang......&lt;br /&gt;Jika dia sudah jatuh cinta, sulit rasanya membedakan mana yang benar mana yang salah.&lt;br /&gt;Jika dia sudah buta akan cintanya, ia mampu menerobos rasa sakit yang harusnya tak mampu ia cegah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tasya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-5001567026141734177?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5001567026141734177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/08/someone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/5001567026141734177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/5001567026141734177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/08/someone.html' title='someone'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-7398440241028745629</id><published>2011-06-25T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T21:30:10.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>dealing holiday with movies</title><content type='html'>Haaaai, gue sekarang lagi pengen banget nonton nih huhu tapi izin keluarnya susah banget gitu. Biasalah kalian kan tau sendiri gimana bokap gue yang susah banget dan mana rapot gue jelek jadi mau apa lagi yakan? Yaudah terima nasip aja deh ya dikurung dirumah. Tapi saat ini gue pengen nonton beberapa film nih, katanya sih bagus bagus gitu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Milly &amp; Nathan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Beastly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Insidious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Scream 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;The Art of Getting By&lt;/span&gt; (this thing, ngga tau bakalan ada apa engga di indonesia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimana pun caranya gue mau banget nonton. Masa gue liburannya nganggur dirumah? Kan ngga asik banget. Mana ke Bandungnya masih minggu depan lagi dan sekarang mau ditinggal Ziemans keliling jawa, its there so not-into-good-holiday. Huft tapi terima nasip, siapa tau ada berkah ya gue dirumah wkwk. Yang terpenting sekarang adalah ini liburan, jadi harus seneng-seneng sebelum mulai sekolah lagi, belajar lagi dari awal tentang IPS itulah. Moga-moga aja gue pinter yak. Pokoknya ini liburan mau nonton banget. Uangnya tinggal minta mama dan harus dikasih gak peduli gimana pun caranya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tasya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-7398440241028745629?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7398440241028745629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/06/dealing-holiday-with-movies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/7398440241028745629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/7398440241028745629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/06/dealing-holiday-with-movies.html' title='dealing holiday with movies'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-5016572027221390446</id><published>2011-06-22T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T21:07:53.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hai, i would tell you something about someone i do in love with. his name is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Ziemans Hendratama Majid&lt;/span&gt;. we can just call him ziemans. gue jadian kira-kira 2 bulan lalu tepatnya tanggal 9 april 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;awalnya gue ngga tau kalo jadinya bakalan kayak gini. kita bertemen ngga terlalu akrab then he was there when i need someone lalu jadilah kita berdua. awal yang ngga terlalu baik tapi i love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fAINr66DcWs/TgKgPWLD6aI/AAAAAAAAApc/eJHtrikTqA0/s1600/Z2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fAINr66DcWs/TgKgPWLD6aI/AAAAAAAAApc/eJHtrikTqA0/s320/Z2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621231470422256034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;this is Ziemans &amp;amp; I&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love him, sure I do. He loves me. I know it. And I hope this relationship getting better day by day. Jalanin semua ini lebih mudah kalo emang saling percaya dan gue berusaha melakukan itu. Trust each, loving each and be happy each. That's all I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tasya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-5016572027221390446?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5016572027221390446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/06/him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/5016572027221390446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/5016572027221390446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/06/him.html' title='him'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fAINr66DcWs/TgKgPWLD6aI/AAAAAAAAApc/eJHtrikTqA0/s72-c/Z2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-130312879472321544</id><published>2011-04-03T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T02:43:29.977-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>broke up</title><content type='html'>hai readers. sekarang gue adalah single ladies who will find another prince to pick me up! hahahahaha gue putus kayaknya biasa aja ya? iyalah, gue putus ya emang di putusin dan harusnya sedih, but? setelah diputusin dan melewati masa-masa sedih yang cuma 4 jam setelah putus itu, I've move on! hell-yeah kenapa ngga dari dulu aja deh move on segampang itu? gue putus 2 minggu lalu tanggal 22 maret pas 1 bulan 21 hari. then, gue ngga peduli lagi. gue putus karena alasan yang ya ada yang masuk akal dan ada yang engga, dan yang paling enek adalah.....................udahlah ngga usah dibahas lah, lagian gue udah ilfeel sama dia dan keluarganya, absolutely yes. males banget kenal sama keluarga yang kayak gitu *yang merasa, maaf bgt jangan tersinggung but its truly truly true*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sudah lelah membahas tentang mantan, ini cuma mau ngasih tau doang. abis ini maybe gue mau membahas tentang someone new who fill in the blank of my life, in heart I mean :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tasya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-130312879472321544?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/130312879472321544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/04/broke-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/130312879472321544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/130312879472321544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/04/broke-up.html' title='broke up'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-7423757768225967630</id><published>2011-03-03T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T03:20:13.499-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>I love you so very much&lt;br /&gt;Even thou at times I do things that hurt,&lt;br /&gt;I try so hard to hope that you always see,&lt;br /&gt;How much you being in my life means to me,&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry yet again for causing you pain,&lt;br /&gt;that is the last thing I ever wanted to do,&lt;br /&gt;Even when I am trying to look out for you and do the right thing,&lt;br /&gt;I mess up, I am sorry for that too.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you still know how much I love and cherish you,&lt;br /&gt;Like nothing else in my life gives me the trill of being loved by you.&lt;br /&gt;So I hope that you listen and see it in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;This sincere apology that comes with tears from deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tasya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-7423757768225967630?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7423757768225967630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/03/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/7423757768225967630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/7423757768225967630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/03/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-3787141575325227560</id><published>2011-02-20T02:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T02:30:50.671-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Pergi Cinta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;by: Audy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Terlambatku menyusuri jalan ini&lt;br /&gt;Tersesat disaat kau menjauh&lt;br /&gt;Terlambatku mengartikan cintamu&lt;br /&gt;Kusadari setelah kau pergi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berat hati menerima kehilanganmu&lt;br /&gt;Tegarkan aku saat kau memilih dirinya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;Pergi cinta&lt;br /&gt;Lupakanlah aku cinta&lt;br /&gt;Kurelakan dia ada di pelukmu&lt;br /&gt;Pergi cinta&lt;br /&gt;Hapus bayanganmu cinta&lt;br /&gt;Bahagiakan dia cinta&lt;br /&gt;Sampai akhir waktu engkau bersamanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terlambatku memenangkan hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Setelah kau menyerah padaku&lt;br /&gt;Ku tak tau sampai kini kau berlalu&lt;br /&gt;Tersadar dirimu selalu di hatiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berat hati menerima kekalahanku&lt;br /&gt;Tegarkan aku kini kau menjadi miliknya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-3787141575325227560?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Last beverage → tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2. Last phone call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(9, 26, 26); line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;→&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Billy&lt;br /&gt;3. Last text message → Billy&lt;br /&gt;4. Last song you listened to → the climb&lt;br /&gt;5. Last time you cried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;→ yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIX HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;1. Dated someone twice → no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2. Been cheated on? → no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;3. Kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it? → yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;4. Lost someone special?  → yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;5. Been depressed? → yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;6. Been drunk and threw up? →&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIST FOUR FAVORITE COLORS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;3. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;4. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAVE YOU:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Made new friends → yes&lt;br /&gt;2. Fallen out of love → yes&lt;br /&gt;3. Laughed until you cried → yes&lt;br /&gt;4. Met someone who changed you → yes&lt;br /&gt;5. Found out who your true friends were → yes&lt;br /&gt;6. Found out someone was talking about you → yes&lt;br /&gt;7. Kissed anyone on your friend list → no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How many people on your friend list do you know in real life → too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(9, 26, 26); line-height: 18px;font-family:'trebuchet ms';" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;9. How many kids do you want to have → 3&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you have any pets → no&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you want to change your name→ no&lt;br /&gt;12. What did you do for your last birthday → have a special moment with someone&lt;br /&gt;13. What time did you wake up today → 9.30 AM&lt;br /&gt;14. What were you doing at midnight last night? → in a call with Billy&lt;br /&gt;15. Name something you CANNOT wait for → much&lt;br /&gt;16. Last time you saw your father→ 30 minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;17. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life → be a good person&lt;br /&gt;18. What are you listening to right now → nothing&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom →&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; yeah&lt;br /&gt;23. What's getting on your nerves right now? → -_- nothing&lt;br /&gt;24. Most visited web page → twitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;1. What's your name → Natasya Olivia Dewanto&lt;br /&gt;2. Nicknames → Tasya&lt;br /&gt;3. Relationship Status → taken&lt;br /&gt;4. Zodiac sign → pisces&lt;br /&gt;5. Male or female or transgendered → female&lt;br /&gt;6. Elementary → SDI Al - Azhar 08 Kembangan&lt;br /&gt;7. Middle School → SMPN 111 Jakarta&lt;br /&gt;8. High school → SMAN 78 Jakarta&lt;br /&gt;10. Hair color → dark brown&lt;br /&gt;11. Long or short → long&lt;br /&gt;16. Height → dunno&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have a crush on someone? → yes&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you like about yourself → much&lt;br /&gt;19. Piercings →&lt;br /&gt;20. Tattoos → no&lt;br /&gt;21. Righty or lefty →&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;22. First surgery →&lt;br /&gt;23. First piercing → never&lt;br /&gt;24. First best friends → dieska&lt;br /&gt;26. First sport you joined → swim?&lt;br /&gt;27. First pet → hamster&lt;br /&gt;28. First vacation → bali!&lt;br /&gt;29. First concert → forget&lt;br /&gt;30. First crush → forget&lt;br /&gt;49. Eating → -_-&lt;br /&gt;50. Drinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(9, 26, 26); line-height: 18px;font-family:'trebuchet ms';" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;→ --_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(9, 26, 26); line-height: 18px;font-family:'trebuchet ms';" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;52. I'm about to → idk&lt;br /&gt;53. Listening to → forget&lt;br /&gt;55. Waiting for → forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;58. Want kids? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(9, 26, 26); line-height: 18px;font-family:'trebuchet ms';" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;→ yes of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(9, 26, 26); line-height: 18px;font-family:'trebuchet ms';" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Want to get married? → yes&lt;br /&gt;60. Careers in mind? → psychologist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="short_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif" class="hps"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(9, 26, 26); line-height: 18px;font-family:'trebuchet ms';" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Lips or eyes → eyes&lt;br /&gt;69. Hugs or kisses → hugs&lt;br /&gt;70. Shorter or taller &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(9, 26, 26); line-height: 18px;font-family:'trebuchet ms';" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;→ taller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(9, 26, 26); line-height: 18px;font-family:'trebuchet ms';" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Older or Younger → older&lt;br /&gt;72. Romantic or spontaneous → both&lt;br /&gt;73. Nice stomach or nice arms → both&lt;br /&gt;74. Sensitive or loud → sensitive&lt;br /&gt;77. Trouble maker or hesitant → not both of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Kissed a stranger → no&lt;br /&gt;79. Drank hard liquor → no&lt;br /&gt;80. Lost glasses/contacts → no&lt;br /&gt;81. Sex on first date → no&lt;br /&gt;82. Broken someone's heart → yes&lt;br /&gt;83. Had your own heart broken → yes&lt;br /&gt;85. Been arrested → no&lt;br /&gt;86. Turned someone down → yes?&lt;br /&gt;87. Cried when someone died → yes&lt;br /&gt;88. Liked a friend that is a girl? → no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Yourself → yes&lt;br /&gt;90. Miracles → yes&lt;br /&gt;91. Love at first sight → yes&lt;br /&gt;92. Heaven → yes&lt;br /&gt;93. Santa Clause → no? maybe?&lt;br /&gt;95. Kiss on the first date? → yes&lt;br /&gt;96. Angels → yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Is there one person you want to be with right now ? → yes&lt;br /&gt;98. Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time → no&lt;br /&gt;100. Posting this as 100 Truths? → yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-7841667535261836161?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7841667535261836161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/02/100-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/7841667535261836161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/7841667535261836161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/02/100-things.html' title='100 things!'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-254895996511924573</id><published>2011-02-11T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T09:15:21.091-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>B! (give love a try)</title><content type='html'>haaaaaaaaaaaai. long time no see ya guys. saat ini bisa dibilang lagi suka dukanya hidup. tapi saat ini yang mau gue ceritain adalah sukanya dulu tapi dukanya juga deh tapi nanti yaaaa. sekarang gue mau cerita senengnya dulu. btw gue jadian sama someone namanya...............................guess who? namanya adalah &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Billy Muhammad Fadillah&lt;/span&gt;. gue jadian sama dia tanggal 2 februari 2011 setelah beberapa minggu deket. gue sama dia mulai deket lagi pas hari rabu tanggal 12 januari 2011. lama banget ngga sih pdktnya? tapi dengan jangka waktu selama itu kita bahagia bahagia aja tuh ngejalanin semuanya walau orang nanya mulu gue jadian apa engga sama Billy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TVVuNn456jI/AAAAAAAAAoo/92VbcpuWcV0/s1600/tumblr_lcpfloMQRr1qzr04eo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TVVuNn456jI/AAAAAAAAAoo/92VbcpuWcV0/s320/tumblr_lcpfloMQRr1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572481294265870898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang udah mau 2 minggu wkwkwk masih baru banget kan ya tapi gue sayang kok sama dia. yang di post 'ex boyfriend; case closed' itu bener bener gue jalanin kan? good for this change. pokoknya sekarang gue sayang sama pacar baru gue itu. gue yakin kok dia ngga seperti kata orang-orang yang bilang dia playboy lah atau apapun itu. lagian gue udah kenal dia sejak SMP dan ya menurut gue dia adalah orang yang baik dan serius jadi.......................apa yang harus gue takutin kalo pacaran sama dia? ditinggal? gue udah sering di tinggal ya walau belom kebal tapi gue udah tau gimana tanda-tanda cowok yang bakalan ninggalin gue. takut di selingkuhin? itu sih paling-paling beware deh tapi gue percaya dia ngga akan selingkuh, paling suka sama beberapa cewek dan semua orang punya hak untuk suka sama seseorang jadi? ini mah tergantung aja dianya gatel apa engga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi suatu tragedi terjadi sebelum kita jadian. gue sama dia kecelakaan di jembatan deket peninsula. kita berdua jatoh dari motor yang lagi dia bawa ngebut. ya lo semua tau lah jadinya gimana. saat ini udah 2 minggu setelah kejadian itu dan gue belum bisa jalan juga. hari ini gue kesekolah cuma buat klinik dan untuk naik, susahnyaaaaa setengah mampus deh. tapi gue harus bisa ngelawan rasa sakit itu, gimana pun gue masih punya tanggungan di sekolah. gue udah melewatkan banyak hal disekolah dan gue udah melalaikan tugas gue sebagai murid. tapi kejadian itu ngga ngerubah apapun diantara gue dan Billy. we still keep our love. rasa marah gue sama dia yang ngga mau denger kata-kata gue ketutup sama rasa sayang gue ke dia. terus tadi kita baru ketemu lagi setelah 2 minggu. damn I miss him so much. ya walau tadi dia dijemput bokapnya dan harus buru-buru pulang tapi tetep kena marah, dia tetep senyum kok ke gue. sebelum pulang dia genggam tangan gue dan itu makin bikin gue berat lepasinnya. cuma 10 menit ketemunya :( senin masuk ngga ya gue? valentine tuh........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TVVtSYVlFeI/AAAAAAAAAog/iljPqab5ZRg/s1600/163802_1699798828332_1638765185_1621917_3680750_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TVVtSYVlFeI/AAAAAAAAAog/iljPqab5ZRg/s320/163802_1699798828332_1638765185_1621917_3680750_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572480276478891490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Billy &amp;amp; me&lt;br /&gt;itu dandanan termenor seumur hidup gue. kalo ngga buat pentas juga ogah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kesimpulannya....................gue sama dia selalu bersama kan dalam keadaan suka maupun duka? itu yang gue butuhin dari sebuah hubungan. tadi pas turun dari lantai 2 pas selesai klinik juga ada dia kok yang gendong gue. maaf ya bil aku cekek abisnya kakiku sakit pas digendong tadi-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love you, Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be continue&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tasya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-254895996511924573?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/254895996511924573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/02/b-give-love-try.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/254895996511924573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/254895996511924573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/02/b-give-love-try.html' title='B! (give love a try)'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TVVuNn456jI/AAAAAAAAAoo/92VbcpuWcV0/s72-c/tumblr_lcpfloMQRr1qzr04eo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-8800784155106377802</id><published>2011-01-22T21:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T09:18:49.885-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>what they taught</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lady Gaga taught me Its okay to be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ke$ha taught me to be myself and not care what anyone else thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno Mars taught me to do anything for that one person I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eminem taught me that life is hard but you can make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift taught me not every guy is going to treat me right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson taught me to always love the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Marley taught me to live my life in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Music taught me how to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Tasya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-8800784155106377802?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8800784155106377802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-they-though.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/8800784155106377802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/8800784155106377802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-they-though.html' title='what they taught'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-2179722199423631600</id><published>2011-01-22T20:01:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T20:11:03.547-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='take a quiz'/><title type='text'>mix your name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I got it from someone's blog. terus gue nyobain dan its good enough kok. try it guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;1. YOUR REAL NAME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natasya olivia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;2. YOUR GANGSTA NAME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(first 3 letters of real name plus izzle)&lt;br /&gt;natizzle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;3. YOUR SPY NAME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(favorite colour and favourite animal)&lt;br /&gt;pink hamster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;4. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(your middle name and street you live on/or neighborhood if it's a number)&lt;br /&gt;olivia magdalena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;5. YOUR STAR WARS NAME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the first 3 letters of your last name, and first 2 letters of your first name)&lt;br /&gt;olina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;6. YOUR SUPERHERO/CRIMINAL NAME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(your 2nd favorite colour, and favourite drink)&lt;br /&gt;purple ice tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;7. YOUR IRAQI NAME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2nd letter of your first name, 3rd letter of your last name, 1st letter of your last name, 2nd letter of your moms maiden name, and 3rd letter of your dads)&lt;br /&gt;naolivyudew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;8. YOUR WITNESS PROTECTION NAME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(parents middle names)&lt;br /&gt;yuliadewanto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;9 . YOUR GOTH NAME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(black, and the name of one of your pets)&lt;br /&gt;Black marcey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;10 . YOUR HOOD NAME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(first 3 of your first name, and add -iqua)&lt;br /&gt;nasiqua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tasya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-2179722199423631600?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2179722199423631600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/mix-your-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/2179722199423631600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/2179722199423631600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/mix-your-name.html' title='mix your name'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-9219399381773775069</id><published>2011-01-22T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T19:41:18.175-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>cute nail!</title><content type='html'>LOOK HERE! its-so-damn-awesome! gimana coba bisa bikin kuku kayak gitu. keren banget ya sumpah. gue juga mau dong kalo digambar kayak gitu kukunya (krik.....-_-") tapi gue serius ya ini lucu banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TTuiXCUSWUI/AAAAAAAAAoE/HJyzNqqPcSY/s1600/Bella_ID_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TTuiXCUSWUI/AAAAAAAAAoE/HJyzNqqPcSY/s320/Bella_ID_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565220281189030210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo aja ada dimana gitu bikinnya, kabarin gue dooong, pengen banget hehehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tasya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-9219399381773775069?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/9219399381773775069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/cute-nail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/9219399381773775069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/9219399381773775069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/cute-nail.html' title='cute nail!'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TTuiXCUSWUI/AAAAAAAAAoE/HJyzNqqPcSY/s72-c/Bella_ID_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-8701649667397131765</id><published>2011-01-17T04:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T19:56:37.223-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>English class</title><content type='html'>hello, I want to tell you about my english class which it so the most bored class ever! today I've presentation about describing a picture that we were have permission to choose by my self. I really hate the teacher, you ask me why? because her face is so-not-like-the-student banget! hell ya. lo harus liat sendiri deh tampangnya ngg ada senyum sama sekali like when we smile, we have to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I describe this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TTulD6Yn3OI/AAAAAAAAAoM/rp4Oi6qBLEQ/s1600/14a01089a9cde3b4cd61eaf60551cf1eb9b68f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TTulD6Yn3OI/AAAAAAAAAoM/rp4Oi6qBLEQ/s320/14a01089a9cde3b4cd61eaf60551cf1eb9b68f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565223251177102562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"In this picture, we can see a woman and a dog who are being looked toward the vast sea. they are on the hill that were located quite far from the beach. the colour of the sea is blue, matching with the skies colour. at the end of the sea in this picture, it look a bit warped. grass on the hill look dark green and weel-organize, although there are some part that slightly chipped."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;padahal tau deh itu bener apa engga, gurunya diem-diem aja tuh  ngga bilang apapun, komentar aja engga. krik banget deh dan malesinnya dia tuh segaring-garingnya guru, cuma dia yang selalu ngerjain tugas, no fun banget. I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terus ya disuruh bikin cerita tentang pengalaman kita saat ngelakuin olahraga air dan gue..................parasailing-_-" ha ha ha dan kayak gini nih awalnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;4 years ago, I have ever done parasailing. its feels like I really feel free. I can feel the wind, I can touch the sky, I can see the whole world with my eyes. I can see the blue sky and I enjoy the fly. first, I don't even think that I will did it cause I'm too scared to start but my father said 'it okay, you can do it, its make you relax.' so I trust it and yeah I fly!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;eh yang keluar malah yang lain hahaha bego banget abis ngga tau mau ngomong apa. keep it cool B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tasya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-8701649667397131765?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8701649667397131765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/english-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/8701649667397131765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/8701649667397131765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/english-class.html' title='English class'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TTulD6Yn3OI/AAAAAAAAAoM/rp4Oi6qBLEQ/s72-c/14a01089a9cde3b4cd61eaf60551cf1eb9b68f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-758911344522191516</id><published>2011-01-17T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T05:16:31.134-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>new Zodiak</title><content type='html'>Capricorn: January 20 - February 16&lt;br /&gt;Aquarius: February 16 - March 11&lt;br /&gt;Pisces: March 11 - April 18&lt;br /&gt;Aries: April 18 - May 13&lt;br /&gt;Taurus: May 13 - June 21&lt;br /&gt;Gemini: June 21 - July 20&lt;br /&gt;Cancer: July 20 - August 10&lt;br /&gt;Leo: August 10 - September 16&lt;br /&gt;Virgo: September 16 - October 30&lt;br /&gt;Libra: October 30 - November 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Ophiuchus: November 29 - December 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagittarius: December 17 - January 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how its sound guys? if you ask me, I'm fine with this change cause I'm still Pisces girl. but I guess it just some issue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-758911344522191516?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/758911344522191516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-zodiak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/758911344522191516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/758911344522191516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-zodiak.html' title='new Zodiak'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-2401990892029232188</id><published>2011-01-09T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T05:44:00.254-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='take a quiz'/><title type='text'>56 out of 132 stupid things</title><content type='html'>out are required to answer ALL the following questions.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve done —- out of the 132 stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99/132 means you scored a distinction for doing stupid things! (although that’s not really an achievement hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 1&lt;br /&gt;() Smoked A Cigarette&lt;br /&gt;() Smoked A Cigar&lt;br /&gt;() Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex&lt;br /&gt;() Drank Alcohol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 2&lt;br /&gt;(1) Fall In Love with non living thing&lt;br /&gt;() Been Dumped&lt;br /&gt;() Shoplifted&lt;br /&gt;() Been Fired&lt;br /&gt;() Been In A Fist Fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 4&lt;br /&gt;(2) Had A Crush On An Older Person&lt;br /&gt;(3) Skipped School&lt;br /&gt;() Slept With A Co-worker&lt;br /&gt;(4) Seen Someone / Something Die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 5&lt;br /&gt;(5) Had / Have A Crush On One Of Your Facebook Friends (WTH)&lt;br /&gt;() Been To Paris&lt;br /&gt;() Been To Spain&lt;br /&gt;(6) Been On A Plane&lt;br /&gt;() Thrown Up From Drinking ( :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 6&lt;br /&gt;(7) Eaten Sushi&lt;br /&gt;() Been Snowboarding/Skiing&lt;br /&gt;(8) Met Someone BECAUSE Of Facebook&lt;br /&gt;() Been in a Mosh Pit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 7&lt;br /&gt;() Been In An Abusive Relationship&lt;br /&gt;() Taken Pain Killers&lt;br /&gt;(9) Love/loved Someone Who You Cant Have&lt;br /&gt;() Laid On Your Back And Watched Cloud Shapes Go By&lt;br /&gt;() Made A Snow Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 8&lt;br /&gt;(10) Had A Tea Party&lt;br /&gt;() Flown A Kite&lt;br /&gt;(11) Built A Sand Castle&lt;br /&gt;() Gone mudding&lt;br /&gt;(12) Played Dress Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 9&lt;br /&gt;() Jumped Into A Pile Of Leaves&lt;br /&gt;() Gone Sledging&lt;br /&gt;(13) Cheated While Playing A Game&lt;br /&gt;(14) Been Lonely&lt;br /&gt;(15) Fallen Asleep At Work / School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 10&lt;br /&gt;(16) Watched The Sun Set&lt;br /&gt;(17) Felt An Earthquake&lt;br /&gt;(18) Killed A Snake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 11&lt;br /&gt;() Been Tickled&lt;br /&gt;() Been Robbed / Vandalized&lt;br /&gt;() Been cheated on&lt;br /&gt;() Been Misunderstood &lt;p&gt;SO FAR: 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 12&lt;br /&gt;(19) Won A Contest&lt;br /&gt;() Been Suspended From School&lt;br /&gt;() Had Detention&lt;br /&gt;() Been In A Car / Motorcycle Accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 13&lt;br /&gt;() Had / Have Braces&lt;br /&gt;() Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night&lt;br /&gt;(19) Danced in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 14&lt;br /&gt;(20) Hated The Way You Look&lt;br /&gt;() Witnessed A Crime&lt;br /&gt;() Pole Danced&lt;br /&gt;(21) Questioned Your Heart&lt;br /&gt;(22) Been obsessed with post-it-notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 15&lt;br /&gt;() Squished Barefoot Through The Mud&lt;br /&gt;(23) Been Lost ( SHIT SO OFTEN! LOL)&lt;br /&gt;() Been To The Opposite Side Of The World&lt;br /&gt;(24) Swam In The Ocean&lt;br /&gt;(25) Felt Like You Were Dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SO FAR: 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 16&lt;br /&gt;(26) Cried Yourself To Sleep&lt;br /&gt;(27) Played Cops And Robbers&lt;br /&gt;(28) Recently Colored With Crayons / Colored Pencils / Markers&lt;br /&gt;(29) Sang Karaoke&lt;br /&gt;(30) Paid For A Meal With Only Coins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 17&lt;br /&gt;(31) Done Something You Told Yourself You Wouldn’t&lt;br /&gt;() Made a Prank Phone Call&lt;br /&gt;() Laughed Until Some Kind Of Beverage Came Out Of Your Nose&lt;br /&gt;(32) Kissed In The Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 18&lt;br /&gt;() Written A Letter To Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;(33) Watched The Sun Set/ sun rise With Someone You Care/Cared About&lt;br /&gt;(34) Blown Bubbles&lt;br /&gt;() Made A Bonfire On The Beach or anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 19&lt;br /&gt;() Crashed A Party&lt;br /&gt;(35) Have Traveled More Than 5 Days With A Car Full Of People&lt;br /&gt;(36) Gone Rollerskating / Blading&lt;br /&gt;(37) Had A Wish Come True&lt;br /&gt;() Been Humped By A Monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 20&lt;br /&gt;() Worn Pearls&lt;br /&gt;() Jumped Off A Bridge&lt;br /&gt;() Swore at the teacher, in front of them&lt;br /&gt;(38) Swam With Dolphins&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SO FAR: 38&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 22&lt;br /&gt;() Got Your Tongue Stuck To A Pole/Freezer/ice Cube&lt;br /&gt;(39) Kissed A Fish (dolphin’s a fish, aite?)&lt;br /&gt;() Worn The Opposite Sex’s Clothes&lt;br /&gt;(40) Sat On A Roof Top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Level 23&lt;br /&gt;() Screamed At The Top Of Your Lungs&lt;br /&gt;() Done / Attempted A One-Handed Cartwheel&lt;br /&gt;(41)Talked On The Phone For More Than 6 Hours&lt;br /&gt;(42) Recently stayed Up for a while talking to someone you care about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 42&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Level 24&lt;br /&gt;() Picked And Ate An Apple Right Off The Tree&lt;br /&gt;(43) Climbed A Tree&lt;br /&gt;(44) Had/Been In A Tree House.&lt;br /&gt;(45) Been scared To Watch Scary Movies Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 45&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 25&lt;br /&gt;(46) Believed In Ghosts&lt;br /&gt;() Have had More Then 30 Pairs Of Shoes&lt;br /&gt;() Gone Streaking&lt;br /&gt;() Visited Jail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 46&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 26&lt;br /&gt;() Played Chicken&lt;br /&gt;(47) Been Pushed into a pool with all your clothes on&lt;br /&gt;() Been Told You’re Hot By A Complete Stranger&lt;br /&gt;() Broken A Bone&lt;br /&gt;() Been Easily Amused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 47&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 27&lt;br /&gt;(48) Caught A Fish Then Ate It Later&lt;br /&gt;() Made A Porn Video&lt;br /&gt;(49) Caught A Butterfly&lt;br /&gt;(50) Laughed So Hard Until You Cried&lt;br /&gt;(51) Cried So Hard You Laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 51&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 28&lt;br /&gt;() Mooned/Flashed Someone&lt;br /&gt;() Had Someone Moon/Flash You&lt;br /&gt;(52) Cheated On A Test&lt;br /&gt;(53) Forgotten Someone’s Name&lt;br /&gt;() French Braided Someones Hair&lt;br /&gt;() Gone Skinny Dipping&lt;br /&gt;() Been Kicked Out Of Your House&lt;br /&gt;(54) Tried to hurt yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 54&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 29&lt;br /&gt;() Rode A Roller Coaster (HELL YEAHHH!!!) :DD&lt;br /&gt;() Went Scuba-Diving/Snorkeling&lt;br /&gt;() Had A Cavity&lt;br /&gt;(55) Black-Mailed Someone&lt;br /&gt;() Been Black Mailed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 55&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 31&lt;br /&gt;() Been Used&lt;br /&gt;() Fell Going Up The Stairs&lt;br /&gt;() Licked A Cat&lt;br /&gt;(56) Bitten Someone&lt;br /&gt;() Licked Someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 56&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 32&lt;br /&gt;() Been shot at/or at gunpoint&lt;br /&gt;() Had sex in the rain&lt;br /&gt;() Flattened someones tires&lt;br /&gt;() Rode your car/truck until the gas light came on&lt;br /&gt;() Got five dollars or less worth of gas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand Total: 56&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-2401990892029232188?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2401990892029232188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/56-out-of-132-stupid-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/2401990892029232188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/2401990892029232188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/56-out-of-132-stupid-things.html' title='56 out of 132 stupid things'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-6289891002442008828</id><published>2011-01-08T23:59:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T03:51:58.738-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>A Walk To Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSlxnR-lWPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/-akRJ4o_YTY/s1600/a_walk_to_remember_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSlxnR-lWPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/-akRJ4o_YTY/s320/a_walk_to_remember_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560100134620322034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebuah film dari novel seorang penulis cerita romantis terkenal, Nicholas Sparks. film adaptasi ini membuat hati kita tersentuh dengan cerita cinta yang dialami Jamie Sullivan dan Landon Carter. cerita yang dimulai dengan permusuhan diantara mereka yang berubah menjadi kisah cinta bahagia sampai akhirnya Jamie mengakui kalo dia sakit leukimia. gue ngga nyangka banget tiba-tiba kisah yang romantis dan fabs kayak gitu ternyata menuai konflik dipertengahan. dari awal sih keliatan kalo si Jamienya sakit karena wajah pucetnya tapi kan gue ngga neting, gue kira emang ternyata kayak gitu. eh ngga taunya.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan ini sinopsis aslinya yang gue copy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;When a prank on a fellow high-school student goes wrong, popular but rebellious Landon Carter is threatened with expulsion. His punishment is mandatory participation in various after-school activities, such as tutoring disadvantaged children and performing in the drama club's spring musical. At these functions he is forced to interact with quiet, bookish Jamie Sullivan, a girl he has known for many years but to whom he has rarely ever spoken. Their differing social statures leave them worlds apart, despite their close physical proximity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;When Landon has trouble learning his lines, he asks Jamie for help. She agrees to help him if he promises not to fall in love with her. Landon laughs off the strange remark, believing Jamie to be the last person with whom he would ever fall in love. After all, Landon has access to the prettiest and most popular girls in town; and between her shy demeanor and old-fashioned wardrobe, Jamie doesn't exactly fall into that category.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Landon and Jamie begin practicing together at her house after school. The two form a tentative friendship, and Landon learns that Jamie has a wish list of all the things she hopes to do in her life, such as getting a tattoo and being in two places at once. One day, Jamie approaches Landon at his locker, where he is hanging out with some of his friends. When Jamie asks Landon if they are still on for practice that afternoon he smirks "In your dreams". His friends laugh and Landon's smirk falters as Jamie's face fills with betrayal and embarrassment. That afternoon Landon arrives at Jamie's house, hoping that Jamie will still agree to help him. But she refuses to open the door. When she eventually does, she sarcastically remarks that they can be "secret friends". She slams the door in his face when he agrees. Landon eventually learns the script by himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;During the play, Jamie astounds Landon and the entire audience with her beauty and voice. Landon kisses Jamie during the play, which was not in the script, and Landon tries to get close to Jamie, but she repeatedly rejects him. It is only after a mean joke played on Jamie by Landon's friends that Jamie agrees to get to know Landon after he punches out Dean and shuns Belinda (his friends who played the joke) and takes Jamie home. The two pursue a relationship. He takes her out to dinner and dances with her, something he never did for anyone else. When he discovers that Jamie has a wish list, he sets out to help her accomplish them. One memorable date had Landon taking Jamie to the state line. He excitedly positions her on the line in just the right way, and when Jamie asks him what he's doing he tells her "You're in two places at once". Her face lights up with joy, as she realizes that Landon set out to make her impossible dreams come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Jamie finally tells Landon that she has terminal leukemia and has stopped responding to treatments. Landon gets upset at first. Jamie tells him the reason why she didn't tell him because she was moving on with her life and using the time she left but then Landon happened and she fell in love with him. Jamie starts to break down as she says to Landon "I do not need a reason to be angry with God." and she flees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Landon goes to his doctor father's house and asks him to help Jamie. His father freaks out a bit and says that he needs to examine Jamie and know her medical history before he could do anything. Landon leaves in a huff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Landon and Jamie make up the next day. They hug and he tells her that he will be there for her. Soon, word gets out about Jamie's illness. Eric, Landon's best friend comes and tells him how sorry he is and that he didn't understand. Dean and Belinda both come and apologize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Jamie's cancer gets worse and she collapses in her father's arms. He rushes her to the hospital where he meets Landon. Landon doesn't leave Jamie's side until her father practically has to pry him away. Jamie's father sits with Jamie and tells her that "If I've kept you too close, it's because I wanted to keep you longer." Jamie tells him that she loves him and her father breaks down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;The next day, Landon comes to the hospital and sees Jamie being wheeled out of there. He asks what's going on. Jamie asks him to thank his father for her. Landon asks Jamie's father what she means. He tells him that his father is going to pay for private homecare for Jamie. Landon is stunned. Late that night, Landon knocks on his father's front door. His father answers. Landon whispers "thank you." His father hugs him. With all the exhaustion and fear billowing over, Landon breaks down in tears in his dad's arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Landon continues to fulfill various wishes on Jamie's list, such as building her a telescope so she can see a comet. Through this process, Landon and Jamie learn more about the nature of love. The movie ends with Jamie's death, but only after the couple are married in the same chapel as was Jamie's deceased mother, the event that topped Jamie's wish list. Landon himself becomes a better person through Jamie's memory, achieving the goals that he set out to do, like she did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Four years later, Landon visits Jamie's father. It is obvious that Jamie helped him to focus and become a better person. For example, he reveals he has finished college and been accepted to medical school; prior to meeting her he had no plans for life after high school. He tells Jamie's father that he is sorry he could not grant Jamie's wish to witness "a miracle" before she died. Her father says "She did. It was you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, what do you think? I love this movie so much! and now, I wanna share some photo and script about the scene on this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSl5zx9_9wI/AAAAAAAAAlk/Ld1IrVhRj88/s1600/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15753887-850-388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 454px; height: 207px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSl5zx9_9wI/AAAAAAAAAlk/Ld1IrVhRj88/s320/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15753887-850-388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560109145459259138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: If there is a greater power, why is it he can't get you a new sweater?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Because, he's too busy looking for your brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSl5z_3DC4I/AAAAAAAAAls/fjCB8zRKOuc/s1600/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15753897-850-388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 205px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSl5z_3DC4I/AAAAAAAAAls/fjCB8zRKOuc/s320/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15753897-850-388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560109149188197250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Please don't pretend like you know me, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: But I do, I do. We've had all the same classes in the same school since kindergarten. Why you're Jamie Sullivan. You sit at lunch table 7. Which isn't exactly the reject table, but is definitely in self exile territory. You have exactly one sweater. You like to look at your feet when you walk. Oh, oh, and yeah, for fun, you like to tutor on weekends and hang out with the cool kids from "Stars and Planets." Now how does that sound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Thoroughly predictable, nothing I haven't heard before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: You don't care what people think about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSl50Dg_XhI/AAAAAAAAAl0/8yWTb7ZxPbI/s1600/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15753907-850-388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 452px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSl50Dg_XhI/AAAAAAAAAl0/8yWTb7ZxPbI/s320/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15753907-850-388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560109150169423378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;after she and Landon keep switching the radio station&lt;/i&gt;] Forty-two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: "Forty-two", what do you-what do you mean "forty-two"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Forty-two is "Be friend somebody I don't like". It's a to-do list I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: What, like getting a new personality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Spend a year in the Peace Corps, make a medical discovery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: That's ambitious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: ...Be in two places at once, get a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: What's number one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I'd tell you, but then I'd have to kill you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSl_H5QcaaI/AAAAAAAAAl8/_80UZThmBqI/s1600/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15753933-850-388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 452px; height: 188px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSl_H5QcaaI/AAAAAAAAAl8/_80UZThmBqI/s320/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15753933-850-388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560114988571191714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: What are you doing here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I could ask you the same question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Do you normally walk alone in cemeteries at night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSl_IeCXhUI/AAAAAAAAAmE/rdFcZEDR3XU/s1600/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15753940-850-388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSl_IeCXhUI/AAAAAAAAAmE/rdFcZEDR3XU/s320/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15753940-850-388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560114998444262722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Listen, Jamie, I was hoping we could run lines together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Okay, but just not so anybody knows, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Well I just figured we could surprise everyone with how good I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Like we could be secret friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Exactly, exactly it's like you're reading my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Great umm... maybe you could read mine.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i class="fine"&gt;she gives him a cold glare and turns away&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Jamie, Jamie I can't just be your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Landon, look, I thought I saw something in you, something good, but I was very wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSlxnhUbc8I/AAAAAAAAAk8/ioRuLIKVjGU/s1600/Caps-Pics-a-walk-to-remember-17726279-500-585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSlxnhUbc8I/AAAAAAAAAk8/ioRuLIKVjGU/s320/Caps-Pics-a-walk-to-remember-17726279-500-585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560100138738480066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSmWccKd9QI/AAAAAAAAAnk/K0pacipJS34/s1600/1-horz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 453px; height: 104px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSmWccKd9QI/AAAAAAAAAnk/K0pacipJS34/s320/1-horz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560140630306190594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Jamie, I'm trying here, OK? Maybe... maybe I miss spending time with you. Maybe you inspire me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jamie&lt;/b&gt;: Sounds like bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Which part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: All of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Well it's not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: You don't know the first thing about being someone's friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I don't want to just be your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: You don't know what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Neither do you. Maybe you're just too scared that someone might actually want to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: And why would that scare me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Because then you wouldn't be able to hide behind your books, or your frickin' telescope, or your faith. No, no, you know the real reason why you're scared? It's cause you wanna be with me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSmO3Y7QT-I/AAAAAAAAAnU/-9sC_Yb6LAg/s1600/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15824875-850-388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSmO3Y7QT-I/AAAAAAAAAnU/-9sC_Yb6LAg/s320/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15824875-850-388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560132297200521186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;crying, runs into Landon&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;holds her&lt;/i&gt;] This is about me, okay? This is not you. Wait here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;nods&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSmLSDadpPI/AAAAAAAAAnE/DyzM1HHV2T0/s1600/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15824922-850-388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 453px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSmLSDadpPI/AAAAAAAAAnE/DyzM1HHV2T0/s320/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15824922-850-388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560128357235795186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I might kiss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I might be bad at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: That's not possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Jamie... I love you.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i class="fine"&gt;long pause&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Now would be the time to say something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I told you not to fall in love with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSmMoqPe21I/AAAAAAAAAnM/04O9qWEHDjw/s1600/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15824935-850-388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 452px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSmMoqPe21I/AAAAAAAAAnM/04O9qWEHDjw/s320/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15824935-850-388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560129845127469906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;: Can you find this star, right here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Sure. So why am I looking for this star?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Because I had it named for you. See? It's official. It's from the International Star Registry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: This is wonderful... I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: So, what's your number one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;: To marry in the church my mother grew up. It's where my parents were married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSmfpqdn3RI/AAAAAAAAAns/KQ-DTnsVaks/s1600/tumblr_lc3sx9Brrg1qcrnazo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSmfpqdn3RI/AAAAAAAAAns/KQ-DTnsVaks/s320/tumblr_lc3sx9Brrg1qcrnazo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560150753087577362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I'll take you home. You'll be be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: No. Landon! I'm sick. I have Leukemia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: No. You're 18. You - you're perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: No. I found out two years ago and I've stopped responding to treatments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: So why didn't you tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: The doctor said I should go on and live life normally as best I could. I - I didn't want anybody to be weird around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Including me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Especially you!&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i class="fine"&gt;Jamie looks down&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;Landon gets upset&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Ya know, I was getting along with everything fine. I accepted it, and then you happened! I do not need a reason to be angry with God.[ &lt;i class="fine"&gt;Jamie runs away&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSl2JKHl5yI/AAAAAAAAAlc/iQGpQefHWUA/s1600/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15824945-850-388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 204px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSl2JKHl5yI/AAAAAAAAAlc/iQGpQefHWUA/s320/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15824945-850-388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560105114672686882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Are you scared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: To death...&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i class="fine"&gt;Landon looks upset&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lighten up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: It's not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I'm scared of not being with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Oh baby, that will never happen... I'll be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSl2I7iNUjI/AAAAAAAAAlU/6JJ4IcaltzM/s1600/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15824956-850-388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 203px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSl2I7iNUjI/AAAAAAAAAlU/6JJ4IcaltzM/s320/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15824956-850-388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560105110757790258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;: Hey. How are you feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I'm ok, how are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I have something for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: You do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Uh hmm... Don't worry it's not a bible. It was my mother's. It's got quotes from all her favorite books, and quotes by famous people. Her thoughts. Come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Okay, let's check it out. Okay..."What is a friend? It's a single soul dwelling in two bodies." -Aristotle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Uh uh, right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Okay. "Find out who you are, and do it on purpose." That's Dolly Parton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I always thought she was smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: "Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSlxn6e4b5I/AAAAAAAAAlE/CQ4ZQ8aiMO8/s1600/daryl_hannah6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSlxn6e4b5I/AAAAAAAAAlE/CQ4ZQ8aiMO8/s320/daryl_hannah6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560100145493208978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSl2IiiBX6I/AAAAAAAAAlM/T_khy_lXP9A/s1600/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15825007-850-388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 204px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSl2IiiBX6I/AAAAAAAAAlM/T_khy_lXP9A/s320/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15825007-850-388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560105104046120866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSlwE9ZeUcI/AAAAAAAAAks/QY3oaizB2NM/s1600/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15825007-850-388.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;: Do you love me?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSlwE9ZeUcI/AAAAAAAAAks/QY3oaizB2NM/s1600/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15825007-850-388.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="fine"&gt;she nods&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;: Will you do something for me, then?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;: [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="fine"&gt;smiles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;] Anything.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;: Will you marry me?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSlwE9ZeUcI/AAAAAAAAAks/QY3oaizB2NM/s1600/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15825007-850-388.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="fine"&gt;Jamie smiles and kisses him&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSmR4RU8_jI/AAAAAAAAAnc/jBYat-6xPOs/s1600/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15825018-850-388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 452px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSmR4RU8_jI/AAAAAAAAAnc/jBYat-6xPOs/s320/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15825018-850-388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560135610875575858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSlwELlPcvI/AAAAAAAAAkk/BnZ2Xgu-l0M/s1600/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15825028-850-388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSlwELlPcvI/AAAAAAAAAkk/BnZ2Xgu-l0M/s320/Picscams-a-walk-to-remember-15825028-850-388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560098432096367346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Jamie saved my life. She taught me everything. About life, hope and the long journey ahead. I'll always miss her. But our love is like the wind. I can't see it, but I can feel it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;that's all I have. pokoknya gue suka banget sama film ini terlebih-lebih gue suka semua bagiannya. sekarang gue lagi coba cari novelnya. wish me luck :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Big Hug&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Natasya Olivia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-6289891002442008828?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6289891002442008828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/walk-to-remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/6289891002442008828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/6289891002442008828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/walk-to-remember.html' title='A Walk To Remember'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSlxnR-lWPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/-akRJ4o_YTY/s72-c/a_walk_to_remember_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-4801990452378709044</id><published>2011-01-08T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T02:19:16.603-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Loving You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSg5Ei_NXHI/AAAAAAAAAkc/X4tRTDduRSk/s1600/loving%2Byou.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 454px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSg5Ei_NXHI/AAAAAAAAAkc/X4tRTDduRSk/s320/loving%2Byou.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559756490263059570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-4801990452378709044?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4801990452378709044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/loving-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/4801990452378709044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/4801990452378709044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/loving-you.html' title='Loving You'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSg5Ei_NXHI/AAAAAAAAAkc/X4tRTDduRSk/s72-c/loving%2Byou.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-1683182495517198368</id><published>2011-01-07T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T02:02:30.610-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>2010 things</title><content type='html'>haaaai fellas. now i will tell you about 2010 things I've done. yeah gue disini bakalan terlihat norak dengan berbagai hal dan ya kalian pengertian aja deh yaaaa. karena gimanapun itu yang terjadi hehehehe. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dufan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSf7Aub1-SI/AAAAAAAAAj0/yLKKOJtcXIU/s1600/IMG01289-20110107-2058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSf7Aub1-SI/AAAAAAAAAj0/yLKKOJtcXIU/s320/IMG01289-20110107-2058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559688254895552802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;struk dufan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUE SENEEEEEEEENG BANGET bisa kedufan (akhirnya). norak abis ngga sih? gue seneng banget bisa jalan-jalan ke dufan for the first time, terakhir pas tk kalo ngga salah. kesian banget sih gue hiks kalo misalnya gue harus kedufan lagi, gue gak mau naik tornado lagi. gue ketakutan setengah mati, takut apa? takut jatoh! bego banget ngga sih gua? padahal gue tau kalo itu ngga bakalan jatoh karena pasti arena itu udah di coba safetynya. oke saat itu yang gue pikirin cuma pengen cepet turun dari arena 2 menit fuck itu. terus abis itu, gue naik hysteria dan malah arena itu yang enaaaaaak banget. ngga serem, cuma kaget aja pas di lempar ke atas. dan pemandangannya.................keren banget sumpah. pantai gitu dan yang gue bingungin, pantai sebelah manakah itu? pertama-tama gue naik kora-kora dan disitu, si Reyhan udah tepar, dia mual jadi seterusnya dia ngga mau ikut arena. aduh sayang banget ngga sih re udah bayar mahal tapi ngga ikut main apa-apa?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pas udah mau pulang, kita ngga kebagian apa tuh yang kuda-kudaan? lupa namanya. padahal gue berharap banget bisa naik itu diakhir permainan. karena tutup jam 6 jadi yaudah deh ngga sempet. kita pulang sama bokapnya Inez. tapi selagi nunggu bokapnya Inez, kita ber-8 (cuma ber8 woy yang ikut T_T) yaudah kita foto-foto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSf70rxAjyI/AAAAAAAAAj8/1b2wQsSqgnk/s1600/P1010061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSf70rxAjyI/AAAAAAAAAj8/1b2wQsSqgnk/s320/P1010061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559689147532218146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cuma ini yang udah di share. yang ikut cuma gue, Kadek, Prita, Wulan, Reyhan, Inez, Fikaris, sama Abdi.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trans Bintaro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue pertama kali naik trans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; bintaro pas mau ke Gandaria City &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sama Ito dan Abi. ternyata nyaman juga ya naik kendaraan umum yang satu itu. emang mahal sih kerasanya 11.000 IDR tapi kenyamanannya terjamin. udah gitu pasti kebagian duduk dan langsung penuh. tiap 30 menit bisnya selalu penuh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSf706VEnxI/AAAAAAAAAkE/dTaj8q9HwhI/s1600/IMG01291-20110107-2058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSf706VEnxI/AAAAAAAAAkE/dTaj8q9HwhI/s320/IMG01291-20110107-2058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559689151441575698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gambar tiket.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalian kalo mau gampang dan tinggal di daerah bintaro, naik deh tuh bis yaaaa. dijamin enak koook (promosi).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXI time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSgBFhFXwYI/AAAAAAAAAkM/jBsgqZUccHg/s1600/IMG01297-20110108-1300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSgBFhFXwYI/AAAAAAAAAkM/jBsgqZUccHg/s320/IMG01297-20110108-1300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559694934280749442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all ticket (-2)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;12 film sepanjang 2010 yang gue tonton:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Affair&lt;/span&gt; (maygat sedih banget ngga sih? nontonya pas ultah gue sama Dzaka, Ika, Aqil, Ojan, Sadeq)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Alice In Wonderland &lt;/span&gt;(bareng Khansa sama Nada pas ultahnya siapa ya? lupa, ultah gue kali)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;A Nightmare&lt;/span&gt; (nontonya sama anak-anak Invisible)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Eclipse &lt;/span&gt;(sama Khalid dan pas itu gue basah kuyup masuk mall, malunya ngga nahan)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Street Dance&lt;/span&gt; (nonton bareng Chacha, Hilmi, dan Almarhum Geje. terakhir kalinya dia ke Jakarta dan jalan bareng gue)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; Centurion&lt;/span&gt; (nonton bareng Vanni dan Wulan, isi filmnya darah semua)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Unastoppable &lt;/span&gt;(bareng Dini sama Digna. gue sama Dini tegangnya lebay sampe peluk-pelukan wakakakak)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Harry Potter 7&lt;/span&gt; part 1 (gue nonton 2 kali nih. yang pertama telat 30 menit gara-gara diusir satpam sialan. yang kedua kalinya nonton di sency pas abis nyanyi di kantor kementrian pendidikan)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Due date&lt;/span&gt; (nontonya sama Dini dan siapa ya? astaga gue lupa pokoknya tuh film lucu banget hahahaha)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Narnia&lt;/span&gt; (ini nih yang nonton sama Ito dan Abi di Gancy yang naik trans bintaro)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Tron&lt;/span&gt; (film dimensi yang lumayan seru sih tapi kurang deg-degan, nontonya sama si Kiflan tuh.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Love in Perth&lt;/span&gt; (gue nonton dua kali juga. sama Kiflan yang pertama, yang kedua sama Vanni dan asal lo tau, dua-duanya telat masuk. god bless me)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all. 3 hal yang mengisi hari-hari gue. paling sisanya baca dan melakukan hal bersekolah. sisanya pokoknya ngebosenin dan yang asik cuma 3 hal itu doang hehehe. ngga jelas ya? TAPI buat gue jelassss banget. dan gue ngerasa seneng dengan 3 hal yang paling interesting buat gue. cuma itu kok, jadi jangan bosen ya bacanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Big Hug&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSgIX0vG8jI/AAAAAAAAAkU/_rlqUXQIm9Y/s1600/123.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 62px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSgIX0vG8jI/AAAAAAAAAkU/_rlqUXQIm9Y/s320/123.jpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559702945375121970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/627076812682283548-1683182495517198368?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1683182495517198368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/1683182495517198368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/1683182495517198368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-things.html' title='2010 things'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TSf7Aub1-SI/AAAAAAAAAj0/yLKKOJtcXIU/s72-c/IMG01289-20110107-2058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-4782135592334398671</id><published>2011-01-07T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T21:34:19.903-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>last tears</title><content type='html'>Tasya Tasya, damn stupid kenapa lo nangis coba? sepertinya gue berubah gila semenjak gue mutusin untuk membuang beberapa memori gue. coba lo bayangin deh, memori setahun lebih gitu yang gue jaga baik-baik harus diancurin dengan satu janji? aaaaaaaa harusnya gue ngga janji. boleh tarik janji lagi ngga? ngga boleh ya? hiks, let me cry then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAtLbHZAAqI/AAAAAAAAAcw/0zWOcaY3ks0/s1600/free_me__by_smokedval.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAtLbHZAAqI/AAAAAAAAAcw/0zWOcaY3ks0/s320/free_me__by_smokedval.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479556300838797986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;why do I ignore some truth for someone ignoring me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue ngerasa gue tuh bego banget. buat apa jatuh cinta sama seseorang yang belom tentu ngelakuin sesuatu yang sama seperti yang lo lakuin saat ini, Tas? gue suka jijik sendiri mendapati diri gue yang cengeng. sebenernya udah dari kapan tau gue cengeng, tapi berhubung selama 2011 ini belom nangis…………..…dan bagusnya gue belom nangis nih. gue mau mengurungkan niat untuk menangis, sayang air mata gue. mending nanti aja kapan-kapan buat jodoh gue. nangisnya juga maunya nangis bahagia bukan yang ece-ece like some broken heart maybe? no thanks baby, I should let my self fix my heart again then, btw. males ya kalo harus ngomongin patah hati. udah berapa kali nih gue patah hati gara-gara hal sepele macem di duain sama mantan gue. apa jangan-jangan sebenernya ada lebih dari 1 simpenannya?!?!?!?! some two or some three maybe? udah bukan urusan lagi yagak? tapi ada satu hal yang bikin gue penasaran nih, kenapa dia jadi seorang cowok yang terbuka pada cewek manapun sekarang? alias playboy???? kenapa lo woy? kayaknya dulu dia bukan tipe begitu deh, kenapa sekarang jadi berubah banget dah. tapi haknya dia juga sih mau ngeduain kek, tigain kek, kan karma juga dia yang ngerasain ini. not me, not you, but him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo ngomongin dia tanpa nyebut nama ngga papa kan ya? wakakak seenggaknya gue udah ngga nyebut-nyebut nama dia diantara kalimat panjang yang barusan gue ketik. dan lo tau apa yang gue rasain sekarang? laper man! sssst ngga penting. anyway, I miss my Junior High School, random ngga sih? engga lah ya, itu wajar dan gue sama sekali udah lama ngga ketemu sahabat sahabat gue nih. gue butuh curhat tapi bukan tentang mantanku lagi. sekarang bahasnya tentang apapun sesuai hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue sekarang bingung nih dari judul udah ngga nyambung sama topik, mana besok gue olahraga pula dan bajunya? gede banget! gue bakalan jadi cewek ketelen seragam kali nih besok. aaaaaa kan malu kalo tenggelem dalam seragam oren-oren? yes, we were proud with orange! udah kayak the jak ngga tuh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besok pertemuan PA dan yeah I will meet my X-I friends :D keep this smile until tomorrow guys. besok langsung baju olahraga apa baju muslim dulu nih? aduh gue semakin merasa laper dan ngga enak badan. mana gue udah dapet lagi, I mean baru beberapa hari yang lalu selese dapet dan guess what? harus nunggu sampe tanggal 20 dulu kalo mau ngga olahraga. tapi sebagai murid yang baik, gue ngga berniat untuk bolos kok. gue kayaknya emang lagi butuh olahraga karena selama 6 bulan terakhir ngga olahraga coy. ngga sempet sama sekali, hari-hari gue diisi sama kegiatan apa? Belajar dan ngerjain tugas. olahraga mah sekolah bae, itu juga paling jalan kaki dari depan Jupan sampe mau naik 91. sedih banget ngga sih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please guys, kita udah melenceng jauh dari judul tapi ngga papa lah ya, ngapain sedih mulu. make it worth dooong. jalanin hidup seperti impian kita walau gue masih agak bingung mengenai pilihan fakultas…………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. it should be post at Jan, 6 2011. but I have to decide a good picture for this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;big fall&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Natasya Olivia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-4782135592334398671?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4782135592334398671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/last-tears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/4782135592334398671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/4782135592334398671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/last-tears.html' title='last tears'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6sPoktMoSw8/TAtLbHZAAqI/AAAAAAAAAcw/0zWOcaY3ks0/s72-c/free_me__by_smokedval.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-1833721767737770256</id><published>2011-01-06T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T05:57:49.993-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Ex Boyfriend; case closed</title><content type='html'>okay. kalian udah liat judul juga berarti udah tau maksud gue kan? it's time for me to really really forget about him, forget all the thing about him. I mean it so much. dan saat ini, perasaan gue sudah membaik dari hari kehari jadi sekarang gue bener-bener mau berusaha to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;not discuss everything about his life&lt;/span&gt;. trust me guys, you will never hear his name anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan tentang Dza................ups gue udah janji lagi sama semua orang kalo di blog baru ini ngga bawa bawa nama dia so kita ganti nama dia jadi apa ya? Dzabil aja (gabungan namanya dan sahabatnya itu). oke jadi sekarang nomore him ya, Tas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna tell you this cause I really mean it, I guess. life must go on and I just movin' on, just right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Big......forget,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Natasya Olivia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-1833721767737770256?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1833721767737770256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/ex-boyfriend-case-closed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/1833721767737770256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/1833721767737770256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/ex-boyfriend-case-closed.html' title='Ex Boyfriend; case closed'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-2700371829188104902</id><published>2011-01-06T03:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T03:19:20.144-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>help this things!</title><content type='html'>mungkin emang ngga seharusnya gue punya perasaan khusus sama cowok yang satu ini. gue kenal dia pas temen gue ngasih tau gue namanya hahaha damn stupid ya gue suka tapi ngga tau namanya. namanya Mario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia asik dan keliatannya baik tapi ternyata dia pendiem bangeeeet. gue suka lucu aja ngeliat wajahnya yang suppa extremely cute! (lebay deh gue) cuma gue ngga enak banget sama dia kalo gue tiba-tiba ngga ada angin ngga ada ujan.....................suka? sama seseorang yang gue ngga tau namanya. then, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I know him so well&lt;/span&gt;. gue ngga nyangka gue bisa kenalan sama dia karena selama ini gue ngga pernah tau dia siapa dan blablabla anything else about him. awalnya gue cuma mau suka-suka doang soalnya dia keliatannya ya yang kayak gue sebut barusan :p tapi lama lama dia lucu banget dan asik diajak kompromi tentang berbagai hal. tapi masa semenjak gue kenals ama dia, hasil kompromian sama dia berakhir gatot alias gagal total karena ngga cocok banget sama apa yang gue omongin. gue suka ngakak aja kalo ngobrol sama dia, suka ngga nyambung tapi ngga bikin bosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, sekarang gue udah ngga suka gitu deh sama dia gara-gara berbagai faktor yang.............aneh tentang dia? yap, Mario udah kayak hm gimana ya bilangnya? lenje mania HAHAHAHA tapi he look beautiful as always. terus faktor lain? dia suka sama seseorang yang ya bukan tandingan gue banget kali. yang Mario suka tuh orangnya cantik, pinter, dan lucu tampangnya. jadi menurut gue mendingan gue jauh-jauh sama si Mario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lambat laun, gue kok ngerasa dia semakin gimana gitu. bukan apa-apa ya, maksud gue, dia agak keliatan............beda! ngga tau keliatan beda darimana, tapi he's totally different. jadi gue mau jauh-jauh? yes, I guess! but perhaps, I love the way he smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Big Hug,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Natasya Olivia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-2700371829188104902?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2700371829188104902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/help-this-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/2700371829188104902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/2700371829188104902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/help-this-things.html' title='help this things!'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-2461732775662056219</id><published>2011-01-06T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T03:07:13.244-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>X-G</title><content type='html'>Haaai, hari ini gue baru masuk lagi ke sekolah. Tahun baru, semester baru, dan tentu aja &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;E&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;A&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; baru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo diliat-liat, kayaknya sih kelasnya asik. Tapi sampe detik ini, gue belom bisa ngeliat plan kelas gue yang bakalan berubah jadi kompak kayak waktu kelas X-I dulu. Mungkin butuh proses kali ya. Oh iya, saat ini kelas gue isinya banyak banget. Pasti seru sih, Cuma gue ngga terbiasa sama kelas rame dan berisik. Kadang-kadang gue suka bingung, kenapa dulu gue ngeluh dengan kelas yang isinya Cuma sedikit. tapi lama kelamaan, gue terbiasa dan merasa kalo semua itu ngga ada salahnya. Malah bisa nambah konsentrasi belajar. Ketingkatan fokusnya juga pasti naik dong. Sekarang udah beda, kelas gue…………rame! Gue sih ngga terlalu berharap banyak gue bakalan ngerti pelajarannya. Kacamata aja lupa gue taro dimana. Untungnya hari ini ngga terlalu banyak belajar yang make papan tulis. Susah juga ya kalo hidup ketergantungan kayak gini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di kelas gue yang sekarang kayaknya kebanyakan cowoknya. Beda banget sama kelas gue yang dulu, yang kayaknya berisi banyakan cewek dan hobi gossip. Selain itu, anak cowoknya juga pada berbaur. Tapi ngga boleh beda-bedain deh. Kan semuanya sama, sama-sama kelas gue juga. Lama-lama juga nanti pasti gue bisa terbiasa. Diliat dari segi positif, kelas gue yang baru ini sering bikin ketawa dengan ocehan-ocehan ngga penting sih tapi lucu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue bisa seakan gue udah akrab sama mereka, mereka ketawa ya gue ketawa, kayak udah tau aja apa yang mereka maksud, padahal sih sebenernya jb jb doang. Udah gitu, kalo dipikir-pikir ribet juga kayaknya kalo ngga bisa nyesuain diri sendiri. Guru-gurunya aja pada beda dan kalo menurut gue, gue cinta sama guru-guru gue yang lama. Eh gue ngga boleh mandang ke belakang, gue harus tetep mandang kedepan lagi. Apa salahnya sih kalo saat ini emang belom bisa seasik kelas yang dulu, masih…………….garing? yes, its suppa garing 2011. Sama aja sih sama X-I waktu itu. Semoga aja keadaan bisa berubah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngomong-ngomong soal keadaan……………………pelajaran mtknya maut banget. Susaaaaaaaah banget. Gue aja ngga ngerti-ngerti. Mau usaha belajar, ngga mood. Gue malah ngetik, emang udah tabiat kali ya. Tadinya gue mau belajar nyari di google gitu, eh lemot. Bikin bt, males, tidur aja deh. Tapi gue tuh kenapa ya kayaknya ngga antusias belajar banget. Kan harusnya gue belajar maju bukannya malah ngeblog. Tapi blog always have some mistery. Gue cinta blog. Titik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentang temen-temennya?&lt;br /&gt;Ya sama aja kayak anak SMA pada umumnya. Semuanya keliatan kurang serius kalo belajar, sama kayak gue. Pastinya masih kebawa tabiat SMP, masih kelas 1. Karakter mereka semua beda-beda. Ada yang aneh, nerdy, kece, dll deh. Tapi yang pasti, mereka bisa ngelakuin apa aja yang mereka suka. Semuanya dilakuin untuk kesenangan. Ngga ngerti ya maksud gue? Gini loh maksudnya. Saat emang mereka mau serius, ya mereka bisa tapi saat ini kayaknya tanda-tanda keseriusan mereka belom ada karena faktor…………temennya itu itu lagi. Ketemunya dia dia lagi, temen baik banget dan bisa diajak ngobrol apa aja yang kita mau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butuh contoh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Imah.&lt;/span&gt; Temen SMP gue. Kelas 8 sampe 9 aja gue sekelas dan tadi banyak banget hal yang bisa diomongin, gimana mau konsen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Digna.&lt;/span&gt; Satu satunya temen sekelas gue yang berasal dari X-I. kalo sama dia, ketawaaaaa mulu. Susah konsen dan yaampun kerjaan kita Cuma bolak-balik toilet. Kebiasaan anak-anak X-I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Alvia.&lt;/span&gt; Temen SD gue. Dia pendiem sih tapi tetep aja kalo ada yang seru, ngobrol. Terus paling ngomongin keadaan alba selama dia sekolah disana. Ckck ngga tau deh tuh gimana jadinya gue entar kalo kebanyakan cuat cuat.&lt;br /&gt;Kalo jajan mah masih sama anak-anak X-I. prita, wulan, khansa, dinda, vanni, digna, tepen, dini,fikaris, yoseph sama lain-lain. Tetep gosip aja kalo istirahat. Ngomongin cowok ini, cowok itu, mau kesana, mau kesini, film ini, film itu, novel ini, novel itu, terus ngomongin apa ya? Banter-banter ngomongin gimana kelas baru. Ya tetep sih gue ngga bisa meninggalkan kebiasaan pulbar (pulang bareng). “eh entar tungguin gue ya.” Atau “nanti pas pulang mau ketemu dimana?” dan asik sih kayak gitu, ngga berubah apa-apa jadi lebih nyaman sama keadaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayaknya Cuma itu deh yang mau gue ceritain, sisanya ngga penting dan such not a good idea kalo gue ceritain sekarang. Nanti nanti gue analisa dulu kelasnya, baru komentar jadi………..see ya  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. it should be post at Jan, 3 2011 but i don't have any time to wait a dummy connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;       Big Hug,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Natasya Olivia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-2461732775662056219?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2461732775662056219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/x-g.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/2461732775662056219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/2461732775662056219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/x-g.html' title='X-G'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-3802957159116641232</id><published>2010-12-31T09:06:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T03:07:07.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2011!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#nowplaying&lt;/span&gt; Carrie Underwood - Bless The Broken Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"This much I know is true that god blessed the broken road that led me straight to you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy new year 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;hello january. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;hello all who may be practically new. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;this 2011 will be a long history that we may not realize until the end of the year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;This year, I do-not-want a lot of hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;I just want something better than in 2010, it wrote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;in 2010, many people who make me really miss going to the same periods of laughing together, passing the beautiful days together, having fun together, and most importantly in the history of life on last year, I understood how important all those who ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;there in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;as long as I can, I'll try to be better than someone who you knew in the year 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;this year, I was going to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;16!&lt;/span&gt; years old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;I'm sure with the changes that age, I would be someone who is more mature and have a broad idea than what I have now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;I also believe, one day, I will understand the true meaning of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt; than that I also hope all the things that will happen later never made me so indecisive in this life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;although later much gets in the way, but the goal should still be in the straight way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I also want to congratulate "New Year" for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;to my big family, Warjan's Family and my family in Subang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;This year we have lost our most dear grandfather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;even so, that I want just one thing, we should look after each other, because if we do not guard each other, there's no point as we have them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;2. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;to my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;class 9-4111 '10&lt;/span&gt;, you are all my best friends during high school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;I'm sure, the memories will never disappear in my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;and about the departure of one of our friends, I really miss her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;we all miss her, but our lives move forward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;things that can help her now is our sincere prayer to the gods. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;so I hope we never forget her until whenever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;to my class X-I 78 '13&lt;/span&gt;, although we now not in the same class again, but I hope, we always compact like the days when we always run together what should be a priority of our class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;to Invisible&lt;/span&gt;, you all my friends are always there for me, when I'm sad, you guys are there to help me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;you all are like my family, I do not know what would happen if I have never met and know each of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;you guys were really compact and I salute you for the friendship you guys together who have you lived almost 4 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;I hope you remain a part of what you consider valuable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;5.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;to my class in QB, 3 SMP 2&lt;/span&gt;, I really miss the same class atmosphere rowdy, noisy, and chaotic but exciting, fun, and difficult to forget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;I never thought could have exciting experience with you in the years 2009-2010. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;together we spend the days are hard for test:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;and for the others, I can't mention you all, but ............ HAPPY NEW YEAR 2011. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;I hope what you expect in 2011 is achieved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;       Big Hug,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Natasya Olivia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-3802957159116641232?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3802957159116641232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2010/12/welcom-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/3802957159116641232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/3802957159116641232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2010/12/welcom-2011.html' title='Welcome 2011!'/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627076812682283548.post-3091721859126149352</id><published>2010-12-31T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T10:35:57.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2011!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627076812682283548-3091721859126149352?l=natasyaolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3091721859126149352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/3091721859126149352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627076812682283548/posts/default/3091721859126149352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natasyaolivia.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year-2011.html' title=''/><author><name>Natasya Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16862231155734738220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFD6auo5Q3M/Tpp-tSdZjqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JT46-YSvcYA/s220/Picture%2B018.jpg_effected.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
