<?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-2234248313327896573</id><updated>2012-01-29T21:21:57.839+07:00</updated><category term='GALAU'/><category term='ANOTHER THING I DID'/><category term='FAMILY'/><category term='SONGS'/><category term='FRIENDS'/><category term='SPARE TIME'/><category term='EXPERIENCE'/><category term='LOVE STORY'/><category term='HOLIDAY'/><category term='SCHOOL'/><title type='text'>hello, is it me you're looking for?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>134</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-1805037185086169951</id><published>2012-01-29T21:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T21:21:57.850+07:00</updated><title type='text'>january 29th</title><content type='html'>i'm not feeling really well these days. i mean, a lot of things happened, and it's been only a month since 2012 started.&lt;br /&gt;i got 6 days off from school; 3 of them i was sick. had some pretty rough fights with some people. shed some tears, lack of laugh. spent a lot of money; not even on me, but i had quite a joyous time spending it. had a few panic attacks. missed my art assignment, but made it to my mandarin project :)&lt;br /&gt;skipped 2 hours of class for the first time...and got busted. (kind of) lost a best friend. made the captain of the dance team. principal made me one of the school's mc's.&lt;br /&gt;oh and one more thing, not like it's important....i turned 17. yeah, i'm 17. got a surprise from my boy and also friends. got a lot of cake facial. finished reading eat pray love, and currently craving for more books.&lt;br /&gt;and still, a lot of things to get done before january ends. don't even have the strength to fill my ipod with new songs. got on the computer only to work on an assignment, 10 minutes of tumblr, 10 minutes of typing this, and then i'm out. so...i'm out. bye. tomorrow's the thirtieth, by the way. which means......14 months, i guess?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-1805037185086169951?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/1805037185086169951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=1805037185086169951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1805037185086169951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1805037185086169951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-29th.html' title='january 29th'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-8382815439465949750</id><published>2012-01-20T12:28:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T12:31:34.892+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I adore your words, kak</title><content type='html'>Tak apa terluka sebelanga, katanya&lt;br /&gt;Asal cinta tak lepas dari genggamnya&lt;br /&gt;..Lagi. Sudah cukup tempo kali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;—&lt;a href="http://michellevinca.tumblr.com"&gt;Michelle Vinca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-8382815439465949750?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/8382815439465949750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=8382815439465949750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8382815439465949750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8382815439465949750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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person. so he can look at me and think that he has me, and that's more than enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-1394649082116742941?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/1394649082116742941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=1394649082116742941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1394649082116742941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1394649082116742941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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world...'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-2218251325162799070</id><published>2011-12-18T01:58:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:58:44.237+07:00</updated><title type='text'>november 30th, 2010 - present</title><content type='html'>so i know that it's been a while, but i haven't got the opportunity to type here.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 1st anniversary, mister. bear. sharkie. polar bear. hot delivery. bregas. kidiw. brad pitt. jerm. okay, i can't remember another names i've given to you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;thank you. thank you. thank you. that's all i can say. well actually, i've said almost everything i want to say in the letter i wrote you, so....yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 1st anniversary. 12 months, huh? it's been a roller-coaster ride, if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;but just like a roller-coaster ride,&lt;br /&gt;though sometimes you're scared, you scream your lungs out, you pray for help, and you think you're going to die&lt;br /&gt;in the end, it was your choice to go on the ride, and the euphoria can sure make you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so who cares if sometimes, i hate you to the moon and back? who cares if i've cursed your name a thousand times? who cares about how many moments that made me swore to God that i'm gonna make you cry?&lt;br /&gt;you do? well, don't.&lt;br /&gt;because i love you far beyond all those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know that i can be such an annoying bitch sometimes. well maybe most of the time. and sorry for being so insensitive. and selfish. and everything. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not asking you to be a perfect classy gentleman, who takes me to a candle light dinner or something. i'm not asking you to sing me a song through the phone every night till i'm asleep. i'm not asking you to be anything.&lt;br /&gt;what i'm asking is&lt;br /&gt;please, don't get tired of me. ever.&lt;br /&gt;and please don't wake up the next morning and thinking that you've had enough of me.&lt;br /&gt;at least, not anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;i can't see what the future brings&lt;br /&gt;but right now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is us, standing on the top of the world.&lt;br /&gt;let's make it last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-2218251325162799070?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-6136180966860737672</id><published>2011-11-26T00:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T00:59:28.121+07:00</updated><title type='text'>wondering which version of you i might get tonight.</title><content type='html'>so this is really getting on my nerves. like, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;you want a game? i can do games.&lt;br /&gt;but when you lose, accept it like a gentleman and come back to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-6136180966860737672?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/6136180966860737672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-7004561337136387157</id><published>2011-11-07T15:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T15:06:14.098+07:00</updated><title type='text'>panic attack.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CPCF2Rlc4zM/TreRWkG4LRI/AAAAAAAAALU/B0KT6dzXkwA/s1600/tumblr_lrat45eF8L1qa46zqo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="219" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CPCF2Rlc4zM/TreRWkG4LRI/AAAAAAAAALU/B0KT6dzXkwA/s640/tumblr_lrat45eF8L1qa46zqo1_500.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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attack.'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CPCF2Rlc4zM/TreRWkG4LRI/AAAAAAAAALU/B0KT6dzXkwA/s72-c/tumblr_lrat45eF8L1qa46zqo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-3481168342682452695</id><published>2011-11-06T21:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T21:08:12.110+07:00</updated><title type='text'>is it me, or is the world just deaf?</title><content type='html'>i've been wondering lately.&lt;br /&gt;why can't people hear me cry?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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deaf?'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-8975972253700372430</id><published>2011-10-28T21:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T21:33:22.102+07:00</updated><title type='text'>entah apa yang salah sama kita.</title><content type='html'>tapi,&lt;br /&gt;mau benar atau salah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kita" tetap "kita".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-8975972253700372430?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-3794018282588885763</id><published>2011-10-01T23:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T23:23:57.492+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bukan sekarang</title><content type='html'>Ada banyak yang bisa lewat antara kita dan selamanya.&lt;br /&gt;Jarak, misalnya.&lt;br /&gt;Dengan pohon-pohon, rumput, dan bermacam-macam orang yang ada di antaranya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atau sifat&lt;br /&gt;Waktu&lt;br /&gt;Teknologi&lt;br /&gt;Banyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi&lt;br /&gt;Aku tidak mau mereka lewat sekarang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-3794018282588885763?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/3794018282588885763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=3794018282588885763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/3794018282588885763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/3794018282588885763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/10/bukan-sekarang.html' title='Bukan sekarang'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-1736906470099404245</id><published>2011-10-01T22:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T22:06:58.610+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ini bukan surat cinta.</title><content type='html'>Malam, kamu. Maaf, aku jahat ya?&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, kalau&lt;br /&gt;Aku bilang aku sayang kamu&lt;br /&gt;Kamu percaya kan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-1736906470099404245?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/1736906470099404245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=1736906470099404245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1736906470099404245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1736906470099404245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/10/ini-bukan-surat-cinta.html' title='Ini bukan surat cinta.'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-1221034939198334648</id><published>2011-08-28T23:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T23:19:00.011+07:00</updated><title type='text'>so this is how the story goes</title><content type='html'>once upon a time, there was a boy&lt;br /&gt;who made me think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"be the player, not the game"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds awful, i know :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, there's this boy who got me thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"fuck playing, i'm all yours"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-1221034939198334648?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/1221034939198334648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=1221034939198334648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1221034939198334648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1221034939198334648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/08/so-this-is-how-story-goes.html' title='so this is how the story goes'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-3859874763381810324</id><published>2011-08-18T22:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T22:23:14.860+07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's almost been 9 months, chica</title><content type='html'>can't you be happy for me? i thought you said you love me.&lt;br /&gt;for the sake of my terrible ego, this is what makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;really?&lt;br /&gt;like, do i really have to feel uncomfortable whenever i'm with you, whenever i wanna share something about &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt;, but i ended up talking about another thing, because i'm scared of what you think of him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-3859874763381810324?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/3859874763381810324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=3859874763381810324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/3859874763381810324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/3859874763381810324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-almost-been-9-months-chica.html' title='it&apos;s almost been 9 months, chica'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-1583780750397332544</id><published>2011-07-23T23:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T23:44:11.746+07:00</updated><title type='text'>unfinished posts!</title><content type='html'>I was just at my Manage Post page when I realized that I actually have some drafts that I honestly have forgotten why I even wrote that. It's not some long post; actually they're really short. But I think it meant something for me back then, so I'm gonna put it up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/11/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;in my point of view&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's above my name,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;is your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/11/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;VIVA LA DARREN CRISS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behold, Darren Everett Criss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;new love &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/23/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sigh.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sighing a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And............that's it. And then we got the 15th birthday post, which I probably will never finish and post. Oh, well. Let the drafts be drafts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-1583780750397332544?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/1583780750397332544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=1583780750397332544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1583780750397332544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1583780750397332544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/07/unfinished-posts.html' title='unfinished posts!'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-7241149986868667301</id><published>2011-07-23T23:29:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T23:36:13.215+07:00</updated><title type='text'>you got me.</title><content type='html'>you're stuck on me in my laughing eyes. i'm standing here and i can hardly breathe.&lt;br /&gt;you got me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way you take my hand is just so sweet. and that crooked smile of yours? it knocks me off my feet.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't get enough; &lt;i&gt;how much do i need to fill me up?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's everything that i've been dreaming of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what i do, my heart is filled with you--i can't imagine what it'd be like: living each day in this life &lt;b&gt;without you&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're stuck on me in my laughing eyes.&lt;br /&gt;you got me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-7241149986868667301?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/7241149986868667301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=7241149986868667301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7241149986868667301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7241149986868667301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-got-me.html' title='you got me.'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-6984748530467027778</id><published>2011-07-16T14:28:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T14:28:39.951+07:00</updated><title type='text'>if you don't put up the effort,</title><content type='html'>then why should i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-6984748530467027778?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/6984748530467027778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=6984748530467027778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/6984748530467027778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/6984748530467027778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-you-dont-put-up-effort.html' title='if you don&apos;t put up the effort,'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-5393092250273512746</id><published>2011-06-04T19:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T19:00:57.757+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soooo</title><content type='html'>Had a good convo last night. Neither one of us was the bitch. It's pretty funny (if not scary) how similar we are, don't you think? I still feel bad about.....it, but I know you'll make up your mind soon. At least I'm glad to know that I'm still considered your "good one"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-5393092250273512746?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/5393092250273512746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=5393092250273512746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/5393092250273512746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/5393092250273512746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/06/soooo.html' title='Soooo'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-4426851566787275015</id><published>2011-05-29T00:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T00:47:09.869+07:00</updated><title type='text'>DUDE!</title><content type='html'>NICK'S IN INDONESIA! OH GAWWWWD HE'S IN BALI WITH JOE AND THE OTHERS. IM GONNA GO PLAN A SURPRISE VISIT TO MY UNCLE IN BALI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But does he really bring that Delta Goodrem girl? She's 26, baby. You're 18 -__________- find someone younger. 3 years younger would do ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I sound like some craze lovesick crackhead, don't I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-4426851566787275015?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/4426851566787275015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=4426851566787275015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/4426851566787275015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/4426851566787275015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/05/dude.html' title='DUDE!'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-6811373990919985224</id><published>2011-05-29T00:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T00:01:19.031+07:00</updated><title type='text'>you realize that we won't be waiting on that Potter kid and his friends to be on the cinema again, don't you?</title><content type='html'>Panic. Panic. Panic. Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows Part 2 is gonna be out soon, and I'm kinda in a dilemma right now. I really, really wanna see the big end. I've been imagining the movie since I finished reading it. On the other side..................................IT'S THE LAST FREAKIN MOVIE OF THE WHOLE FREAKIN HARRY POTTER SERIES, PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;There's no more books or movies we can look forward to. After 10 years, it's gonna be over soon. Harry Potter is one of a few things that me and my Mom can talk about, down to the details. It's the only series we both read and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empire Magazine's got its own Harry Potter Celebration issue, and I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UPtbhkDQt5M/TeEmDqDT7hI/AAAAAAAAAKk/HYH9iguAr_A/s1600/harry1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="412" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UPtbhkDQt5M/TeEmDqDT7hI/AAAAAAAAAKk/HYH9iguAr_A/s640/harry1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PT20PognYvc/TeEmQHKLQsI/AAAAAAAAAKo/nXYdsIoDR0Y/s1600/harry2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="420" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PT20PognYvc/TeEmQHKLQsI/AAAAAAAAAKo/nXYdsIoDR0Y/s640/harry2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dan looks gorgeoooouuuus&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XlTwqsOPZ-o/TeEmha-ripI/AAAAAAAAAK4/YBp8XbS4u0g/s1600/harry6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="412" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XlTwqsOPZ-o/TeEmha-ripI/AAAAAAAAAK4/YBp8XbS4u0g/s640/harry6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This boy, is even better. Buffyyyyy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ufcQsNCOY1U/TeEmqAycOHI/AAAAAAAAALA/2FZeTXynQLE/s1600/harry8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="418" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ufcQsNCOY1U/TeEmqAycOHI/AAAAAAAAALA/2FZeTXynQLE/s640/harry8.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Remember that lion-haired girl back in Sorcerer's Stone? Well, she's not here anymore (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rEt1ShjWaM8/TeEmVYXVkYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t1k8n6iBHxs/s1600/harry3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="420" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rEt1ShjWaM8/TeEmVYXVkYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t1k8n6iBHxs/s640/harry3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;His nose is surprisingly there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hj7RWiUe9ns/TeEmZoO3a7I/AAAAAAAAAKw/4XO5YVwXMu4/s1600/harry4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hj7RWiUe9ns/TeEmZoO3a7I/AAAAAAAAAKw/4XO5YVwXMu4/s640/harry4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hagrid! Without the beard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SSfHT-JSGaE/TeEmi295lzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/x6qv6Qp6g6k/s1600/harry7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="410" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SSfHT-JSGaE/TeEmi295lzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/x6qv6Qp6g6k/s640/harry7.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-twXMOkbC-CI/TeEmeGcWwGI/AAAAAAAAAK0/hsr8oGJ_7gc/s1600/harry5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="416" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-twXMOkbC-CI/TeEmeGcWwGI/AAAAAAAAAK0/hsr8oGJ_7gc/s640/harry5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That is &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; the boy who played Nevile Longbottom! He can't be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pz_inga8mbY/TeEmu1_sgHI/AAAAAAAAALE/7YRH3I-I9IM/s1600/harry9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="434" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pz_inga8mbY/TeEmu1_sgHI/AAAAAAAAALE/7YRH3I-I9IM/s640/harry9.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tom Felton is............................................................ God, I'm speechless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jZwC9oXDZ6c/TeEoGC_38CI/AAAAAAAAALI/26KtAFopf9o/s1600/harry10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jZwC9oXDZ6c/TeEoGC_38CI/AAAAAAAAALI/26KtAFopf9o/s640/harry10.jpg" width="534" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well this is kinda awkward...............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FtecvV-XPc/TeEoZxebGtI/AAAAAAAAALM/je40IuPWsKk/s1600/harry11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FtecvV-XPc/TeEoZxebGtI/AAAAAAAAALM/je40IuPWsKk/s640/harry11.jpg" width="512" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Helloooooo gorgeous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And last but not least, my favorite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iAWaa-QWWx4/TeEod3yfoWI/AAAAAAAAALQ/juBlfhDuKRU/s1600/harry12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iAWaa-QWWx4/TeEod3yfoWI/AAAAAAAAALQ/juBlfhDuKRU/s640/harry12.jpg" width="491" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cover. They all look.......................stunning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Soooo Harry's gonna be over soon. Let's just sit back and wait for the last movie, okay? And after that, maybe we'll be able to find out what to do with our lives ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've been with Harry since the beginning, and I've stuck with Harry until the very end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-6811373990919985224?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/6811373990919985224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=6811373990919985224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/6811373990919985224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/6811373990919985224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-realize-that-we-wont-be-waiting-on.html' title='you realize that we won&apos;t be waiting on that Potter kid and his friends to be on the cinema again, don&apos;t you?'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UPtbhkDQt5M/TeEmDqDT7hI/AAAAAAAAAKk/HYH9iguAr_A/s72-c/harry1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-7981153937077138967</id><published>2011-05-16T20:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T20:28:39.186+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gonna go sigh and say "I love you"</title><content type='html'>Sooooooo&lt;br /&gt;Asdfghjkl!&lt;br /&gt;Screw the excuses&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm afraid. But let's live for the moment, ok? And at this moment,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.&lt;br /&gt;am.&lt;br /&gt;freakinglyinlovewithyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just never knew that I could feel this much, but here I am&lt;br /&gt;So what I wanna say is:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for being mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-7981153937077138967?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/7981153937077138967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=7981153937077138967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7981153937077138967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7981153937077138967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-gonna-go-sigh-and-say-i-love-you.html' title='I&apos;m gonna go sigh and say &quot;I love you&quot;'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-8063982605677744096</id><published>2011-05-15T12:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T12:22:09.901+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"they might be bigger, but we're faster and never scared"</title><content type='html'>it's been a hell of a week, isn't it, baby?&lt;br /&gt;so they win this first round, it's okay&lt;br /&gt;we just have to win the next 99 rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's as simple as that&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-8063982605677744096?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/8063982605677744096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=8063982605677744096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8063982605677744096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8063982605677744096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/05/they-might-be-bigger-but-were-faster.html' title='&quot;they might be bigger, but we&apos;re faster and never scared&quot;'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-7704021775581887677</id><published>2011-05-02T16:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T16:08:33.205+07:00</updated><title type='text'>how to make me cry.</title><content type='html'>I just realized that the fastest way to make me cry is, besides be my Dad then get pissed because of me, is:&lt;br /&gt;Be my boyfriend, make me miss you so bad, make me almost THIS close to seeing you, then make it failed.&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds lame, but i don't care. i get really moody and emotional when i'm sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-7704021775581887677?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/7704021775581887677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=7704021775581887677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7704021775581887677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7704021775581887677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-to-make-me-cry.html' title='how to make me cry.'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-1837760889451473346</id><published>2011-05-01T23:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T23:04:59.253+07:00</updated><title type='text'>HERE'S THE THING.</title><content type='html'>if it's okay for you to be a bitch, then it's okay for me to be a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;so don't act like i'm the one who's fooling around, playing with being a player and breaking your heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's rule number one&lt;br /&gt;get it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-1837760889451473346?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/1837760889451473346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=1837760889451473346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1837760889451473346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1837760889451473346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/05/heres-thing.html' title='HERE&apos;S THE THING.'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-5638023418922394424</id><published>2011-04-23T01:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T01:22:25.284+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>please, don't ever leave. just, please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;ooo A&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-5638023418922394424?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-4570454508008848744</id><published>2011-03-20T19:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T19:26:59.784+07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not what i didn't feel, it's what i didn't show.</title><content type='html'>I don't give a damn what people say&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a damn what they think of us&lt;br /&gt;Or what they think of me&lt;br /&gt;Or what they think of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what makes me typing this right now, but I'm really feeling like I should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not gonna be easy&lt;br /&gt;And even if you're so sure that we're gonna last forever,&lt;br /&gt;baby, forever is a really long time.&lt;br /&gt;I know I don't go with "forever and always" thingy, and&lt;br /&gt;I can't promise you anything&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right here, right now&lt;br /&gt;From the bottom of my heart, to the edge of the world:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-4570454508008848744?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/4570454508008848744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=4570454508008848744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/4570454508008848744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/4570454508008848744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-not-what-i-didnt-feel-its-what-i.html' title='it&apos;s not what i didn&apos;t feel, it&apos;s what i didn&apos;t show.'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-1566168455822088266</id><published>2011-03-11T00:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T00:37:28.666+07:00</updated><title type='text'>singapore!</title><content type='html'>Almost forgot! I didn't post anything on February, did I? I was really busy with Chingay Parade preparation ;) long story short, we stayed in Spore for a week. Take a look ;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VITcF2Gjlnk/TXkJP4DiOdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vOZHEmzoxXo/s1600/183935_1707168011760_1614864198_1638346_1477340_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VITcF2Gjlnk/TXkJP4DiOdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vOZHEmzoxXo/s320/183935_1707168011760_1614864198_1638346_1477340_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;day 1, dateng langsung ke F1 circuit buat latihan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VAnCEAthIZA/TXkJkCpeagI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/BdoCkzaHeIs/s1600/181947_1707175691952_1614864198_1638373_538992_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VAnCEAthIZA/TXkJkCpeagI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/BdoCkzaHeIs/s320/181947_1707175691952_1614864198_1638373_538992_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-UD4DALiBqHc/TXkJmJEAeFI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/c7nHaI0oqc0/s1600/183347_1707177732003_1614864198_1638381_646736_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-UD4DALiBqHc/TXkJmJEAeFI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/c7nHaI0oqc0/s320/183347_1707177732003_1614864198_1638381_646736_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chingay Parade Day 1, Friday Feb 11th 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-BvxpkLNrFWQ/TXkJ9InuqqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/QC3dQnuSJwg/s1600/183415_1616478898639_1436345250_31358727_2094826_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-BvxpkLNrFWQ/TXkJ9InuqqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/QC3dQnuSJwg/s320/183415_1616478898639_1436345250_31358727_2094826_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's just how we roll B)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YAC7mggGM40/TXkKQ_De8xI/AAAAAAAAAKA/vuve8qmQeNk/s1600/184235_1707203412645_1614864198_1638465_713490_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YAC7mggGM40/TXkKQ_De8xI/AAAAAAAAAKA/vuve8qmQeNk/s320/184235_1707203412645_1614864198_1638465_713490_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chingay Parade Day 2, Saturday Feb 12th, the big finale&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eVYDKazs9C4/TXkKaP1w-nI/AAAAAAAAAKE/zJ-_Bzd9zx0/s1600/183182_1707405737703_1614864198_1638810_5538589_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eVYDKazs9C4/TXkKaP1w-nI/AAAAAAAAAKE/zJ-_Bzd9zx0/s320/183182_1707405737703_1614864198_1638810_5538589_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;day off, Somerset and Orchard from morning til dawn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I got sick, so Dendy &amp;amp; Bebek took me back to the hotel earlier :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-4bIqgtVwms4/TXkLKMhW_II/AAAAAAAAAKg/fxrmg44CUGg/s1600/184159_1707215572949_1614864198_1638517_8111721_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-4bIqgtVwms4/TXkLKMhW_II/AAAAAAAAAKg/fxrmg44CUGg/s320/184159_1707215572949_1614864198_1638517_8111721_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-IFRRBCMEJXE/TXkLGPv9gTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/j3enkaJ9CMk/s1600/179887_1707216012960_1614864198_1638522_3052007_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-IFRRBCMEJXE/TXkLGPv9gTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/j3enkaJ9CMk/s320/179887_1707216012960_1614864198_1638522_3052007_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QF6vNP4ZEQU/TXkLHEyoFqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ifCADuOMyZg/s1600/182411_1707214932933_1614864198_1638514_4149142_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QF6vNP4ZEQU/TXkLHEyoFqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ifCADuOMyZg/s320/182411_1707214932933_1614864198_1638514_4149142_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-K_cinoslMKs/TXkLJC3PVAI/AAAAAAAAAKc/w5gr5kifSbY/s1600/183819_1707214172914_1614864198_1638511_2899537_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-K_cinoslMKs/TXkLJC3PVAI/AAAAAAAAAKc/w5gr5kifSbY/s320/183819_1707214172914_1614864198_1638511_2899537_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;last day: night. I got really healthy again, and felt sooo not sleepy. Went to Orchard until around 2 am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alas, a week felt so fast. We enjoyed everything there. It still felt like our dorm, except we got much more freedom! It was good. I wish they would turn our dorm the way they rolled at Spore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Buuuuut Widhi wasn't there, so....... I had a hard time keeping contact with him -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxoxxx, A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-1566168455822088266?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/1566168455822088266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=1566168455822088266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1566168455822088266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1566168455822088266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/03/singapore.html' title='singapore!'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VITcF2Gjlnk/TXkJP4DiOdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vOZHEmzoxXo/s72-c/183935_1707168011760_1614864198_1638346_1477340_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-2878292513397169285</id><published>2011-03-10T23:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T23:55:39.194+07:00</updated><title type='text'>holy-days; "holy shit, homeworks!"</title><content type='html'>Soooooo it's been 6 days off for me. The 12th graders are doing final exams, so we get to go home and rest our butts for a while. But guess what? Yeah, Mr. and Mrs. Bitches decided to throw some homeworks for us -_-&lt;br /&gt;My resource (Widhi) said we've got math, physic, IT, PE, biology, and economy to do. So far...........one down (economy) oh yeah I just sent the assignment to my teacher B)&lt;br /&gt;And now I have to make Widhi do the assignment since he got pissed because his computer went crazy or something. *ngulet* think think think think think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I went to Hanamasa earlier for my cousin's birthday party with his friends and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-y1zDbiyzyUE/TXj8buHTeSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/pYgBZIBTdRc/s1600/IMG_6470.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-y1zDbiyzyUE/TXj8buHTeSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/pYgBZIBTdRc/s320/IMG_6470.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we ate a lot and by a &lt;i&gt;lot&lt;/i&gt; I mean &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;a lot&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've got the picture of the plates and the bowls and all that BUT it's in my iPhone and sadly, my iPhone's being a total bxtch right now, like, seriously. The computer can't read any photos out of that thing you called an iPhone. Oh, well. So, we ate a lot. And my (cousin) sister painted my left nails green, and I got new silly bandz: Monas, Komodo, and Garuda. #likeitevenmatters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out Willow Smith's new music video "21st Century Girl"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AfuHSJqqgAo" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&amp;amp;lt;p&amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;j&amp;amp;lt;/p&amp;amp;gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Last week was EXHAUSTING! Like, seriously. On Tuesday night, MPK gathered for a meeting. But THEN they got us into JM (jurit malam) TT_TT. It was meant to take our MPK pins. I was scared like crazy, and Tika was scared too, so they let us go together. If I think about it again now, it wasn't that scary. I mean, since the ghosts are the staffs, they pitied us so we weren't too scared. We finished at 12 midnight. The next day, I came into class after lunch. That night, MPK gathered again. We had to plan OSIS' JM for Thursday night. We talked about it until around 11 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, busiest day of the week. The lessons, brain-melting -_- after school finished at 4:15, I had to be ready for Paskib at 4:30 :\&lt;br /&gt;Paskib finished at 5:30 (usually 6:00 but JM changed the schedules) and then at 6:00 we started night prayers (Yasinan, usually held at around 8:00 until 9:00), finished at around 6:30. When everyone gathered at dining room for dinner, MPK went straight to the school. We ate there, and then started prepairing everything for OSIS' JM. I was............................kuntilanak B) I sat inside a dark bus for about 3-4 hours, along with Kak Felan and Kak Hindy. The point is: JM started at 10:00 pm and ended at 2:00 am. We gathered things, etc etc etc, I went to bed at 3:00 am. I didn't get into class at all the next day. I slept all day, and I still felt sleepy when night came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this Saturday, Global Prestasi's very first pensi will be held! FORTALS; definitely will be there :) goodluck guys! I miss my RVS :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I........................think that's it for now. Byebye babies.&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxxx! A&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-2878292513397169285?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/2878292513397169285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=2878292513397169285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/2878292513397169285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/2878292513397169285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/03/holy-days-holy-shit-homeworks.html' title='holy-days; &quot;holy shit, homeworks!&quot;'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-y1zDbiyzyUE/TXj8buHTeSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/pYgBZIBTdRc/s72-c/IMG_6470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-4719422374963421753</id><published>2011-01-29T12:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T12:03:12.684+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i. need.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a webcam for this computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a better computer. with sound and internet connection altogether.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a wide lens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a not-broken-blackberry, or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;an iPhone with bbm, or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;any chance to get me reach Kak Satria, he's my French assignment, oh God......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-4719422374963421753?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/4719422374963421753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=4719422374963421753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/4719422374963421753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/4719422374963421753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-need.html' title='i. need.'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-1215433623395780671</id><published>2011-01-29T02:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T02:14:18.089+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am a waste of time</title><content type='html'>I waste time too much. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;"The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted"&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick news, I got a 100 for my Biology test! Eeeeep!!! Oxford's Marine Science, baby.&lt;br /&gt;And I've worked really hard for the past 2 days. I'm one of the MPK, and we held the OSIS leader election yesterday. GOD, seriously. People screwed up really big time!! But finally, everything went well and now President Senior High has a new OSIS leader: Kak Kevin Adrian! Congratulation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uuuuum I promised Widhi I will go to sleep right after I finish a chapter. Ok one more thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, you can't upload a picture from iPhone -_- I'll tell you later?&lt;br /&gt;Kissesandbighugs!&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-1215433623395780671?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/1215433623395780671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=1215433623395780671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1215433623395780671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1215433623395780671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-am-waste-of-time.html' title='i am a waste of time'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-2782000231009729364</id><published>2011-01-29T01:34:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T01:39:24.592+07:00</updated><title type='text'>brother.</title><content type='html'>will you take a moment?&lt;br /&gt;promise me this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you'll stand by me forever&lt;br /&gt;but if God forbid, fate should step in&lt;br /&gt;and force us into a goodbye&lt;br /&gt;if you have children someday&lt;br /&gt;when they point to the pictures&lt;br /&gt;please tell them my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell them how the crowds went wild&lt;br /&gt;tell them how i hope they shine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-2782000231009729364?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/2782000231009729364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=2782000231009729364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/2782000231009729364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/2782000231009729364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/01/brother.html' title='brother.'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-7328227033057526564</id><published>2011-01-16T02:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T02:30:58.683+07:00</updated><title type='text'>quick news</title><content type='html'>I found my cables! My SLR cables! Woohoooo God is good!&lt;br /&gt;It's good to have some good quality pictures ;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaand I got a new t-shirt. It has John Lennon AND Paul McCartney on it! I literally dropped my jaw when I saw it &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TTHuBJZ5IrI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ryQGHIbTkn4/s1600/IMG_6328.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TTHuBJZ5IrI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ryQGHIbTkn4/s320/IMG_6328.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I look so............................fat. Don't you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TTHvEhaX4KI/AAAAAAAAAJE/YiQ7OJ-EPns/s1600/IMG_6334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TTHvEhaX4KI/AAAAAAAAAJE/YiQ7OJ-EPns/s320/IMG_6334.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I bought this glasses! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mommy says my taste in clothes is getting weirder and worse. Oh, well :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I just remember! I had a quote, aaaah too late, I'm 16 already -__- It goes like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When Taylor Swift said "In your life, you'll do things greater than dating a boy from the football team. But I didn't know it at fifteen"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I said "In your life, you'll do things greater than dating a boy from the football team. But I don't know it, I'm fifteen" &amp;lt;3 And I still can't see what's beyond dating &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;"boy from the football team"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ooooh we went to the zoo again! A few weeks ago, and I got this girraffe baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TTHxOtt2wfI/AAAAAAAAAJI/KCucm00UM-U/s1600/IMG_6266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TTHxOtt2wfI/AAAAAAAAAJI/KCucm00UM-U/s320/IMG_6266.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TTHyYb_PH6I/AAAAAAAAAJM/hlaz5bb_-nM/s1600/IMG_6263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TTHyYb_PH6I/AAAAAAAAAJM/hlaz5bb_-nM/s320/IMG_6263.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TTH0DxfnUDI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/olevOKzqk3I/s1600/IMG_6267.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TTH0DxfnUDI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/olevOKzqk3I/s320/IMG_6267.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;OK it's 2:30 am already. I'm getting hyped about all this photo thing. Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Last! Don't know why, but I kinda like this one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TTH1GG2kxZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/2pHmDKOOUPo/s1600/IMG_6332.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TTH1GG2kxZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/2pHmDKOOUPo/s320/IMG_6332.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ok. I'm done here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;want to know a secret? you're the first to say happy birthday to me. ironic, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #551a8b; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1977099238"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1977099239"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-7328227033057526564?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/7328227033057526564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=7328227033057526564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7328227033057526564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7328227033057526564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/01/quick-news.html' title='quick news'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TTHuBJZ5IrI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ryQGHIbTkn4/s72-c/IMG_6328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-3271604639934667880</id><published>2011-01-16T00:08:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T00:08:04.208+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm drowning............................</title><content type='html'>......in "happy birthday" texts, bbms, and mentions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, like it or not, I'm surely gonna rock 16!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-3271604639934667880?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/3271604639934667880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=3271604639934667880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/3271604639934667880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/3271604639934667880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-drowning.html' title='I&apos;m drowning............................'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-5558465629249621737</id><published>2011-01-15T23:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T23:53:42.842+07:00</updated><title type='text'>when you're fifteen</title><content type='html'>It's about.......................20 or 30 minutes to my 16th birthday. To be honest, I really don't want it to come. I've been wanting to stop growing up since I left 14. I really really terribly desperately don't want to grow up. I don't know what I'm going to do with my life. I don't know what I'm going to do when I grow up. I want a time machine so very badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really good time being fifteen. I prefer to write it "fifteen" instead of "15", I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a 15 year old, I was damn happy. I enjoyed life, every single second of it.&lt;br /&gt;I had my RVS, I did fine with my (previous) boyfriend, I enjoyed being a senior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we can't have everything we want in this life, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed by and here I am, with the ticking clock.&lt;br /&gt;And a new boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;And new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to leave Junior High, but I did&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to start Senior High, but I did&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to leave Recoureveuns, but I did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to grow up, but unfortunately, I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like Taylor Swift's "Fifteen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you, you're gonna believe them&lt;br /&gt;When you're fifteen and your first kiss makes your head spin around"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye fifteen. hello sixteen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-5558465629249621737?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/5558465629249621737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=5558465629249621737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/5558465629249621737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/5558465629249621737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2011/01/when-youre-fifteen.html' title='when you&apos;re fifteen'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-941113788844118818</id><published>2010-12-27T18:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T18:05:47.487+07:00</updated><title type='text'>December 27th</title><content type='html'>It's the cakeday for my &lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;Widhi Haikal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Happy 16th to youuuuuuu. BIGHUG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaand happy 22nd to &lt;strong&gt;Hayley Williams&lt;/strong&gt; ;;) and congratulations my baby &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Trissi&lt;/span&gt; and her beau &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Adam&lt;/span&gt;! It's been a year and sorry-I-don't-know months for you too. Keep smiling, keep hugging, keep kissing :p Keep loving! And rawking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;iheartyouyouyou&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-941113788844118818?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/941113788844118818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=941113788844118818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/941113788844118818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/941113788844118818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/12/december-27th.html' title='December 27th'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-3175297265423713670</id><published>2010-12-25T23:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T23:24:32.774+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE STORY'/><title type='text'>quick news</title><content type='html'>on the phone again.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm so DAMNLY in love right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-3175297265423713670?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/3175297265423713670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=3175297265423713670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/3175297265423713670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/3175297265423713670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/12/quick-news.html' title='quick news'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-603845023264765741</id><published>2010-12-25T22:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T22:41:42.524+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a friend of mine: Regret</title><content type='html'>Hello, loves. Merry Christmas to those who celebrate! May God bless you :)&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini kedua kalinya lagi enak-enak otp eh hp gue mati -__- maaf Wid. Yasudah ngetik ngetik disini aja deh udah lama juga kan hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke ehm. Hari ini tiba-tiba gue nyesel banget. Nyesel senyesel-nyeselnya akan satu hal. Dan itu melibatkan kata-kata &lt;strong&gt;"kenapa dulu nggak?" &lt;/strong&gt;dan sumpaaaaah gue nyesel banget. Yaa bukannya gue yang punya kontrol juga sih ya, tapi sumpaaah sekarang tuh jadi uuuuh gemeees bangeeet! Bukannya gue gasuka keadaan gue sekarang tapi gue cuma gemes aja, &lt;strong&gt;kenapa dulu nggak?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi gue tweet dan ada beberapa orang yang ngeReTweet, berarti gak cuma gue doang yah yang begini. Banyak orang nyesel haha emang bener kata orang penyesalan itu dateng belakangan. Ha. Ha. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;Dan masalahnya adalah ini udah frontal banget dan gue dan si orang itu juga sama-sama rada gemes dan mikir juga, &lt;strong&gt;kenapa dulu nggak?&lt;/strong&gt; Dan kenapa malah sekarang (well, udah agak lama sih sebenernya) lo ngomong gitu? Kalo misalnya dulu lo gak gitu mungkin ceritanya bakal lain ya haha. Mungkin sekarang lo lagi ngapain dan gue lagi ngapain. Mungkin sekarang kita lagi ngapain haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya mungkin doang ya. Mungkin. Mungkin kita udah gak ngomong lagi, mungkin justru kebalikannya. Dan gue sebenernya lebih seneng kita yang sekarang haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Kenapa dulu nggak?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue gak tau. Gue gak tau kalo waktu itu lo ngerasa gitu. Yang gue tau, waktu itu gue tuh lo banget haha ironis ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you ask me&lt;br /&gt;"Why didn't I?"&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna say "I don't know. Why didn't you?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-603845023264765741?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/603845023264765741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=603845023264765741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/603845023264765741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/603845023264765741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/12/friend-of-mine-regret.html' title='a friend of mine: Regret'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-1285746378803708372</id><published>2010-12-06T20:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T20:43:24.295+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello, Haikal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TPnjJrwuTWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/e2Xod3KsEQQ/s1600/w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TPnjJrwuTWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/e2Xod3KsEQQ/s320/w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like your smell&lt;br /&gt;and the way you play gentleman&lt;br /&gt;and I really like your back&lt;br /&gt;and those sweet talks on Twitter like it has been hacked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it, the day you wanted to hug me&lt;br /&gt;so bad you tweeted about it&lt;br /&gt;And when you play with my hair&lt;br /&gt;And when you put your arm on the back of my chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really like it&lt;br /&gt;When you suddenly turn around, smiling wide&lt;br /&gt;Hugging him&lt;br /&gt;Because I said "yes"&lt;br /&gt;And your awkwardness through the rest of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some said "no"&lt;br /&gt;Others said "go"&lt;br /&gt;We go with the flow&lt;br /&gt;And see? I ended up with you anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, dear thirty&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-1285746378803708372?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/1285746378803708372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=1285746378803708372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1285746378803708372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1285746378803708372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello-haikal.html' title='hello, Haikal'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TPnjJrwuTWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/e2Xod3KsEQQ/s72-c/w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-8792302476854431840</id><published>2010-11-20T15:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T15:52:26.965+07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh look! it's that red head boy in Harry Potter!</title><content type='html'>I watched Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part 1 yesterday and duuude somebody's grown up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TOeLojuf8pI/AAAAAAAAAIw/hE5sMDA6E3o/s1600/rupert_grint_harry_potter_deathly_hallows_premiere_london_2010_300x400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TOeLojuf8pI/AAAAAAAAAIw/hE5sMDA6E3o/s320/rupert_grint_harry_potter_deathly_hallows_premiere_london_2010_300x400.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've never been a big fan of &lt;b&gt;Rupert Grint&lt;/b&gt; but hell, how buffy he is now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't say much, gonna go to PIM to watch him again ;;) ;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-8792302476854431840?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/8792302476854431840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=8792302476854431840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8792302476854431840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8792302476854431840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/11/oh-look-its-that-red-head-boy-in-harry.html' title='oh look! it&apos;s that red head boy in Harry Potter!'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TOeLojuf8pI/AAAAAAAAAIw/hE5sMDA6E3o/s72-c/rupert_grint_harry_potter_deathly_hallows_premiere_london_2010_300x400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-2331086077301693261</id><published>2010-11-06T00:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T00:41:27.873+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE STORY'/><title type='text'>every hello ends with a goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TNQ9vRe7zjI/AAAAAAAAAIs/7MKw8nYv6wA/s1600/ykily.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TNQ9vRe7zjI/AAAAAAAAAIs/7MKw8nYv6wA/s320/ykily.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for everything you did to me&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for all the love you gave me&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for all the smiles you drew on my face&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for all the sacrifices you made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for every time you hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for every time you call me "baby"&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for every time you smile when you see me&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for every time you hug me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's me&lt;br /&gt;On second thought, I'd say it's you ;p&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it's the distance&lt;br /&gt;Or it's your absence&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just not working&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just tired&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe, it is just not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll talk, I know they will&lt;br /&gt;Let them talk&lt;br /&gt;Let them say that I left you for someone else&lt;br /&gt;Let them say that I left you for something else&lt;br /&gt;Let them say that I left you for anything else&lt;br /&gt;Let them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminisce the priceless memories, it'll bring a smile :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for all the things I did to you&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for every time I ignore you&lt;br /&gt;For every time I make you jealous&lt;br /&gt;For every time I make you sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, all I want to say is&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for the last 10 months&lt;br /&gt;It has been a great trip &lt;br /&gt;You'll always be my Will Smith ;;)&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye for now, my 08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-2331086077301693261?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/2331086077301693261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=2331086077301693261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/2331086077301693261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/2331086077301693261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/11/every-hello-ends-with-goodbye.html' title='every hello ends with a goodbye'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TNQ9vRe7zjI/AAAAAAAAAIs/7MKw8nYv6wA/s72-c/ykily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-7616259677672031883</id><published>2010-10-24T13:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T13:29:15.085+07:00</updated><title type='text'>they said</title><content type='html'>"How grateful I am to have you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell her I have mine; her name is you"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-7616259677672031883?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/7616259677672031883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=7616259677672031883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7616259677672031883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7616259677672031883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/10/they-said.html' title='they said'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-2148933654371324622</id><published>2010-10-24T13:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T13:10:12.072+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello, baby</title><content type='html'>I've been a terrible person to you. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real.&lt;br /&gt;We're &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; close to fading, baby.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-2148933654371324622?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/2148933654371324622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=2148933654371324622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/2148933654371324622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/2148933654371324622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/10/hello-baby.html' title='hello, baby'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-8930469226972074322</id><published>2010-10-01T21:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T21:29:56.881+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GALAU'/><title type='text'>MYthird</title><content type='html'>It's from PSHS' Third Batch yearbook, I think it was made by one of the seniors, and I L-O-V-E it.&lt;br /&gt;For my third &lt;em&gt;generation&lt;/em&gt;, my Recoureveuns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;wonderful&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;batch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;by Caesarean Rayhan Cein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As we moved on, into that herd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A new region, we had never heard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soon we found out, the anguish reserved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got sick and fed up, somehow all are ignored&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We get along, we joked and fought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These things I long, are now just a thought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes we smile, sometimes we whine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We kept them all in a file, buried in our fine mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What seemed disturbing, are now sweet in your vein&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and all are fading, never to return again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, how I miss the pictures, those moments I've catched&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The priceless experiences &amp;amp; memories,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all found in the precious wonderful ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;third batch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To &lt;em&gt;my &lt;/em&gt;third generation.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You, RVS boys and RVS girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;I miss the way we used to be.&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/2234248313327896573-8930469226972074322?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/8930469226972074322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=8930469226972074322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8930469226972074322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8930469226972074322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/10/mythird.html' title='MYthird'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-8236188301702487565</id><published>2010-09-29T10:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T10:22:16.408+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><title type='text'>duringITclass</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TJHewnCfcnI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/u9rEtYBNcjc/s1600/paulonthephone.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TJHewnCfcnI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/u9rEtYBNcjc/s320/paulonthephone.png" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;i miss talking on the phone with you, buddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-7080116887872014778?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/7080116887872014778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=7080116887872014778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7080116887872014778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7080116887872014778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/09/thiswholeonthephonething.html' title='thiswholeonthephonething'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TJHewnCfcnI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/u9rEtYBNcjc/s72-c/paulonthephone.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-661818914556877575</id><published>2010-09-16T15:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T15:59:13.027+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER THING I DID'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Handsome!!!</title><content type='html'>Mungkin gue sudah gila hahahahaha tapi ini orang ganteng sekaleee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TJHa6P8fDBI/AAAAAAAAAII/Ckw_fZzWfHU/s1600/nick08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TJHa6P8fDBI/AAAAAAAAAII/Ckw_fZzWfHU/s320/nick08.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy birthday, Nicholas! 18 :') please don't get married.&lt;br /&gt;Oke gilanya selesai. Next post: ..........kita liat nanti. Ada unsur galaunya lagi kayaknya, dikit wgw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-661818914556877575?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/661818914556877575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=661818914556877575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/661818914556877575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/661818914556877575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday-handsome.html' title='Happy Birthday Handsome!!!'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TJHa6P8fDBI/AAAAAAAAAII/Ckw_fZzWfHU/s72-c/nick08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-6329911876141603753</id><published>2010-09-16T15:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T15:23:18.911+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GALAU'/><title type='text'>if i'm a bad person, you don't like me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TJG9fU0n-vI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cx1MSl-eLWk/s1600/IMG_0286%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TJG9fU0n-vI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cx1MSl-eLWk/s400/IMG_0286%5B1%5D" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;currently playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooooo, hello people :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo I woke up this morning (morning? 10:30 -_-) and checked twitter and realized...........that I'm a bad person :p beneran deh hahahahahaha I realized I'm a bad person and I smiled :)&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm in the "I smile because you cry" mood. Jahat? Emang -____- Jahatnya sama....siapa lagi kalo bukan.......ya itu ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue....................................................gatau harus ngomong apa. Tapi serius, tadi pagi gue liat dampak kejahatan gue dan gue....senyum. Gue senyum selebar-lebarnya. Iya jahat, maaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke tiba-tiba nulis ini jadi susah banget karena tiba-tiba gue jadi galau. Aha aha aha aha. Hmm jelasin dulu ya kenapa gue jahat. Kayaknya..... karena..... guetaulomarahtapilogapernahbilangmakanyapaslosempetbilanglo&lt;br /&gt;marahguepengenbikinlomakinmarahlagi ngerti gak? Nggak ya? Maaf deh gue aneh hehe. Pokoknya kayak ada yang kurang gitu deeeeeeh. Aaaaaauauaua udah ah galau beneran yuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesi Pengakuan:&lt;br /&gt;Gue gak mau balik ke asrama. Minggu ini entah udah berapa kali gue bilang gue gak betah. Ha ha ha ironis karena kemaren gue ikut bujuk bujuk Mamibek buat tetep tinggal, tapi.....akhirnya dia tetep pindah. Well, orang beda-beda. yang jelas sekarang batch7 tinggal 99 orang karena Mamibek pindah. Oke ini baru 1 yang pindah. Sampe anak RVS ada yang pindah, gue juga langsung ikutan caw. Ta-pi.....&lt;br /&gt;Tiap udah balik ke asrama, terus sekolah lagi, gue selalu mikir "oh pasti bisa kok pasti gue tahan kok" walaupun gak kayak SMP dulu. Tapi beneran deh, begitu gue mikir lagi tiap kali IB kalo gue ngerasa flat di SMA. High School's supposed to be fun, terakhir kali kita pake seragam, tapi gue bener-bener F-L-A-T gitu dan kayaknya gue juga udah ketularan penyakitnya batch7 apakah itu? &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;emosi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; ya sekilas liat sih kayaknya orang Presiden pada gampang emosi (no offense, seniors) nah angkatan gue ini yang paling jelas keliatan (ya iyalah seangkatan) yaampuuuuun emosinya gila orang-orang emosi tuh ngajak-ngajak gue jadi ketularan kalo deket-deket mereka hhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengakuan nomor 2:&lt;br /&gt;Gue mau balik RVS lagi. Kayak semua orang gak tau aja. Tapi gak mungkin. Im-po-si-ble. Eh s nya 1 apa 2? Lupa beneran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengakuan nomor 3:&lt;br /&gt;Gue. Capek. Jadi. Orang. Yang. Jauh.&lt;br /&gt;Ngerti gak?&lt;br /&gt;Biasanya gue jadi orang yang ditinggal, bukan yang ninggal. Contoh, Gege pindah. Gue ditinggal Gege. Sekarang, gue yang pergi. Gue yang jauh. Gue yang ninggal. Dan gue merasa gue berkewajiban nyamper ke orang-orang yang gue tinggal, karena gue tau rasanya ditinggal dan itu gaenak. Tapi gue capek juga. Sekolah di Presiden itu capek, you know. Walaupun hari Jumat gak ngerjain apa-apa, tapi justru gue paling capek ya hari Jumat. Mungkin karena hari Senin-Kamis tuh bener-bener gue gapake istirahat, baru kerasa capeknya pas packing mau IB. And people expect me to come to them, when I'm exhausted. Tapi, gue gak mau ninggal juga. So I come to them. Dan di rumah, gue mati. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke byebye. Galaunya selesai. Next post: Nick's 18th birthday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-6329911876141603753?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/6329911876141603753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=6329911876141603753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/6329911876141603753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/6329911876141603753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/09/if-im-bad-person-you-dont-like-me.html' title='if i&apos;m a bad person, you don&apos;t like me'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TJG9fU0n-vI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cx1MSl-eLWk/s72-c/IMG_0286%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-1608670213756158562</id><published>2010-09-15T14:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T14:16:56.376+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER THING I DID'/><title type='text'>VMAN issue #17's cover boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;not a big fan of this one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TJByLSBnbTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/9z7wF3QD2d8/s320/NickJonasforVMAN04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TJByR9L8PaI/AAAAAAAAAHg/-ELIg4qgo3M/s320/NickJonasforVMAN05-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TJByWLgKvnI/AAAAAAAAAHo/fKzKtikRiyU/s320/NickJonasforVMAN06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TJByaLNJeSI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ko-QMaTlV3w/s1600/Nick+Jonas+for+VMAN+07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TJByaLNJeSI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ko-QMaTlV3w/s320/Nick+Jonas+for+VMAN+07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TJBydkuYvHI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Za8WN7EgdUY/s320/Nick+Jonas+for+VMAN+08.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm actually doing my crazy homeworks but then my right shoulder started aching again then i've got nick all over my head so i think i'll post something about him :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-1608670213756158562?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/1608670213756158562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=1608670213756158562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1608670213756158562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1608670213756158562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/09/vman-issue-17s-cover-boy.html' title='VMAN issue #17&apos;s cover boy'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TJBxkb8yvBI/AAAAAAAAAHA/_oHn4iSmtD8/s72-c/NickJonasforVMAN01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-5836688561310673721</id><published>2010-09-12T21:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T21:44:12.031+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER THING I DID'/><title type='text'>crushcrushcrush</title><content type='html'>you've never really been into cars&lt;br /&gt;you like really cool guitars,&lt;br /&gt;and superheroes,&lt;br /&gt;and checks with lots of zeroes on 'em&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-5836688561310673721?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/5836688561310673721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=5836688561310673721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/5836688561310673721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/5836688561310673721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/09/crushcrushcrush.html' title='crushcrushcrush'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-8270571947839958984</id><published>2010-09-05T01:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T01:50:01.469+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GALAU'/><title type='text'>Maybe I was just afraid, knowing I was miles away from the place that I needed to be, and that's right there with you</title><content type='html'>AAAAAAA tiba-tiba galau! Padahal tadi udah mau berhenti ngetik. Pengaruh perut laper, mungkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngngngngngngngng gue bukan anak Global. Gue juga bukan anak Penabur. Gue gak bisa ada di samping kalian setiap hari. Gue gak tau kelakuan kalian di kelas gimana. Gue gatau kalian ngapain aja antara bel masuk-istirahat, yang biasanya keluar kelas kalian langsung cerita. Gak bisa ngetawain guru bareng-bareng, karena gue gak bakal bener-bener ngerti apa yang kalian omongin dan kalian gak akan bener-bener ngerti apa yang gue omongin. Gue gak bisa meluk kalian kalo kalian tau-tau down di sekolah, mungkin karena masalah kelas, nilai, guru, banyak lah. Perlu janjian ketemuan, gue perlu nyamper tiap minggu saking kangennya, karena kita gak ketemu tiap hari. Kalo gue emosi, gue cuma ada Bulan, Dendy. Kalo mereka emosi juga, wasalam laaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun Trissi bilang mendingan jauh-jauhan dan kangen-kangenan gini daripada bareng-bareng terus dan ngejauh, gue capek loh. Gue ngebanding-bandingin terus. Kalo misalnya ada kejadian apa, yang ngingetin gue sama kalian, tapi ending beda, itu s-e-d-i-h. Biasanya, ada yang pelukin gue loh. Sekarang........kapan gue dipeluk ya. Ketawa aja kayaknya flat gitu gak sampe HUAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA banget hohoho. Kayak dulu pas abis farewell, kayak ada lobang gede gitu di dada-__________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People keep saying "makanya pindah Global aja" dan gue selalu diem. Berisiiiiiik gue gak bisa pindah ke Global tauk! Ntar gue di Inggris gimana (kayak bakal keterima di Oxford aja) lagian......ya banyak hal lah yang bikin gue gak pengen SMA di Global. Tapi ada juga setengah...entah hati/otak/nafas/apalah yang pengen balik ke Global. Tau ah ribet. Gue anak PSHS, until now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-8270571947839958984?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/8270571947839958984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=8270571947839958984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8270571947839958984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8270571947839958984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/09/maybe-i-was-just-afraid-knowing-i-was.html' title='Maybe I was just afraid, knowing I was miles away from the place that I needed to be, and that&apos;s right there with you'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-9026377610346943477</id><published>2010-09-05T01:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T01:23:43.346+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>we always seemed to disagree, but i still enjoyed their company</title><content type='html'>Hello hello, oke gak bakal ngomong banyak sekarang karena bahu gue s-a-k-i-t gatau kenapa dan m-a-l-e-s, lagi gak mood nulis panjang-panjang. Masalahnya, lagi gaada ide buat tumblr, soooo........hello :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke jadi tadi sore gue &lt;b&gt;bukber bareng RVS&lt;/b&gt; :) big smile :)))) there's always a smile for RVS :)))))))))))))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;Banyak banget anak RVS dateng, walaupun gak semuanya. Tadi gue inget inget, ada sekitar 45 orang lah. Mari mengabsen:&lt;br /&gt;Gue Trissi Ellen Iren Bulan Dwima Dwipa Dendy Widhi Deszan Iput Eno Aya Bonbon Kira Ucha Chacha Benji Hendy Hezky Rahendreu Bayu Tito Reza Beben Niki Ray Bhiga Adam RP Dito Bee Maudy Aulianadira Della Intan Hadyus Pepen Trivet Devi Kezia Jessica Gaby Dito Afdy Tian Ikip Oris Arci Eka Eko Nyoman Angga Ogi Tamcil Aci Fani Thalia.........udah ya? Yaaa maaf lah kalo ada yang kelupaan ya, saya juga orang, gampang lupa. Oke jumlah seluruhnya yang disebutkan diatas: 58 orang, mungkin ada yang kurang, gue gatau, gainget.&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa Bintang, Laras, Ega, Upi, Marshadhia, Fuad, Sandra, Mentari, Delinda, Jason, Inez, Meutia, &lt;b&gt;Ramli&lt;/b&gt;, Marvel, Aldo, Vero, Gege, Nublai, Api, Aulika........dan banyak RVS RVS lain, baik itu missing part atau bukan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great, tapi.....kayaknya.....ada yang belom dibayar HAHA gatau ya, itu urusannya Niki, dia yang bilang mau bayar, gatau udah dibayar apa belom. Oh terus, harusnya yang kayak gitu tuh berlanjut sampe maleeeem gitu ya, harusnya gue nginep rumah Trissi, tapi gue udah harus ada di Kebayoran jam 9. Alhasil abis nganterin Adam, gue di rumah Trissi gak masuk karena kalo gue masuk pasti gamau keluar lagi. Sabar ya Dwipa, tidur nyender mobil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenernya begini&lt;br /&gt;gue harus ada di Kebayoran jam: 9&lt;br /&gt;gue berangkat dari rumah Trissi jam: 9 kurang dikiiiiiittt&lt;br /&gt;tapi gak kena marah! Berkah bulan puasa, terima kasih Tuhan wgwg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, terus terus! Triplecheese gue! Masih utuh belom dimakan, maksudnya mau gue makan di jalan atau di rumah Trissi, tunggu minyaknya ilang! Eh diberesin ama masnya! Uoooogh parah si mas, triplecheese saya mas gak murah itu :'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus foto foto kayak alay rame rame ber(kalo gasalah)58 RVS, terus 9A, 8B, 7D, tadinya mau foto XA tapi cuma ada gue sama Widhi jadinya gajadi deh. Terus foto anak saman, anak cheers, udahlah gaada yang bener. Oh foto anak Presiden juga :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto fotonya bisa dilihat di FB, udah ah capek ngetik, bye, kissesandhugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-9026377610346943477?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/9026377610346943477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=9026377610346943477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/9026377610346943477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/9026377610346943477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-always-seemed-to-disagree-but-i.html' title='we always seemed to disagree, but i still enjoyed their company'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-9082772776845689217</id><published>2010-08-14T00:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T00:32:00.181+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GALAU'/><title type='text'>"How grateful I am to have you"</title><content type='html'>Doesn't &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;anybody&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; stay in one place anymore?&lt;br /&gt;It would be so fine to see your face at my door&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help to know that you're so far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;RECOUREVEUNS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;we're fading, we're gone&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;memories live, pictures freeze&lt;br /&gt;welcome to high school&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-9082772776845689217?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/9082772776845689217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=9082772776845689217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/9082772776845689217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/9082772776845689217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-grateful-i-am-to-have-you.html' title='&quot;How grateful I am to have you&quot;'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-7915239484718056434</id><published>2010-08-13T23:31:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T23:35:24.401+07:00</updated><title type='text'>SongsOfDesperation</title><content type='html'>Hello, love. Dateng-dateng mau langsung curhat nih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue ngantuk sekali. Ngantuuuk sekali. Banget-bangetan. Saking ngantuknya, gue males diri dari kursi, matiin komputer, dan pindah ke kamar eyang gue. Alhasil gue masih duduk disini dengan leher sakit, meratapi pulsa yang tinggal 80 perak, meratapi Dwima yang tau-tau ninggalin (udah biasa sih, jadi.... HAHA APAZI), meratapi.........................................................tugas ekonomi gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaah gila itu tugas. Okelah ngumpulinnya masih lama, tapi hiks hiks hiks susah tauk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohiya! Tell tell story dulu.&lt;br /&gt;Hello, saya Aldinindya Aisha Kristanti, sudah resmi menjadi murid President Senior High School, kelas X-A, absen nomor 3. Saya berhasil melewati MOKS yang sangat-sangat berat tapi sangat-sangat seru dan saya sangat-sangat bangga bisa melewatinya. Lengan gue jadi keras loh hahaha berkat push up setiap hari :} harap diingat ini bukan berarti PSHS kejam (haha kalo &lt;i&gt;anda&lt;/i&gt; baca mungkin akan...tersenyum sinis dan yah pokoknya saya kebayang lah) sumpaaaah kemaren MOKS seru abis.&lt;br /&gt;Oke cukup tentang MOKS, gue gamau cari mati. Gak ngerti? Lupakan saja lah.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm cerita apa ya.&lt;br /&gt;Asrama! Haha buat gue yang sangat males tapi gampang excited ini, asrama bisa jadi surga dan neraka dalam waktu yang bersamaan. Tapi sampe sekarang gue seneng :) walaupun selama 3 hari pertama MOKS gue masih homesick dan nangis fufufu malu. Asrama gue enak, nyaman, sekamar sama my Bulan, kurang apa lagi? ;} capek mungkin tiap hari harus nyapu ngepel sendiri, apalagi bersihin toilet sama kamar mandi, gue paling anti. Sampe sekarang gue gak pernah berurusan sama kamar mandi, jujur nih. Gue lebih memilih ngerjain tugas temen-temen sekamar gue, yang penting bebas dari tugas yang berhubungan sama kamar mandi. Dan sejauh ini, mereka gak keberatan. End of problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di PSHS gue batch 7, angkatan pisang, angkatan oksigen, you name it lah. Gue sayang banget sama batch 7, walaupun belum dan hampir mungkin gak akan seperti sayang gue sama RVS. Yang bikin gue bangga sama batch7 itu kita udah kompak dari awal, udah deket dari awal. Yah walaupun kadang-kadang selera si ini gak sama kayak si itu, banyak hal lah. Gue juga ngaku gue ngejudge-ngejudge gitu deh, maaf yaaaa jahat nih. Pokoknya yang penting, sekarang kita bergandengan tangan menuju masa depan yang cemerlang-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tercatat sampai hari ini tanggal 13 Agustus 2010, gue belom menerima materi pelajaran layaknya anak kelas X lain. Gue baru belajar dikiiit banget soal apa tuh namanya, bilangan berpangkat? Yah itu kalo gak salah, sama baru belajar 1 conversation Prancis. Sisanya, tingtung, masih belom sama sekali. Maklum dooong gue MOKS 3 minggu, langsung libur lagi 3 hari, masuk sekolah 3 hari kebanyakan perkenalan, abis itu libur lagi seminggu sampe sekarang. Orang-orang udah pinter, gue......suram. Dwima udah bisa logaritma, gue.....dipecundangi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Global! Gue masih sering main ke Global, mumpung libur nih ya. Nanti kalo udah masuk biasa, gatau deh :[ aminkan saja lah. Sampe sekarang gue masih pingin banget belajar bareng 9A lagi, walaupun jelas itu gak mungkin. Gue kangen banget RVS, 9A, duduk-duduk di lapangan parkir, lama-lamain pulang. Demi apapun gue kangen SMP, nyantai banget sekolah gue ahahahaha biar gue sering katain segala macem, tetep Global tuh uuuuuuuuuuuunyu banget-_- Gue masih bisa nangis kalo inget RVS, mungkin yang lain udah move on apa gimana (contohnya DENDY, pengkhianattt) tapi gue gak bisaaaa loh. Gue pengen banget balik kayak dulu. Banyak orang, kalo gue bilang begitu, nyaranin "balik aja ke Global". Tapi.................gabisa kali. Kalopun gue balik ke Global, itu SMA bung. Gak sama RVS lagi. Daripada balik ke Global, mencoba menghidupkan kenangan RVS gitu ya, gue udah cukup seneng di PSHS sama my little piece of Recoureveuns heaven: Bulan, Inez, Meutia, Widhi, Dendy, Deszan, Jason. Oke cukup sedih-sedihnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh gue anak cheers looooooh hahaha C.O.P.S., gue gak tau apa kepanjangannya, yang jelas Deszan ketawa pas ngeliat nama squadnya dan bilang "HAHA MAMPUS LO CHA COPS COPS HAHAHA"&lt;br /&gt;Gue juga pengen masuk paskib, ya ampuuuuun paskib pas demo ekskul kerennyaaaaaaa bikin semua orang tergugah. Lebih dari setengah angkatan gue, ikut seleksi paskib. Tapi gue belom kedapetan diseleksi, soalnya waktu keburu abis-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke sekarang masuk ke tugas ekonomi tadi. Ekonomi, gue baru perkenalan, tapi udah disuruh bikin paper tentang pasar, full english, dan itu syarat buat ikut UAS. Kurang wth apa coba. Yang ada gue ngetranslate yang ada di buku cetak, hasilnya....nangis-nangis. Baru dapet 2 halaman. Udah nangis darah ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi kenapa post ini judulnya songs of desperation, karena:&lt;br /&gt;Gue desperate pengen balik ke SMP&lt;br /&gt;Gue desperate pengen balik ke Global&lt;br /&gt;Gue desperate pengen belajar sama 9A&lt;br /&gt;Gue desperate pengen balik ke RVS&lt;br /&gt;Gue desperate pengen tidur tapi kamar jauh&lt;br /&gt;Gue desperate ini tugas ekonomi susah banget&lt;br /&gt;Gue desperate gak ada pulsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan masih banyak lagi. Pegel aw aw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisskisshughug,&lt;br /&gt;-A&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-7915239484718056434?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/7915239484718056434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=7915239484718056434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7915239484718056434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7915239484718056434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/08/songsofdesperation.html' title='SongsOfDesperation'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-8925943958463632959</id><published>2010-08-13T22:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T22:47:37.440+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm no Junior High</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TGVm4Lp7ZMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/slY2p-C4WJM/s320/IMG_0065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;High school, baby :}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;PSHS, batch 7&lt;span class="bio"&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/2234248313327896573-8925943958463632959?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/8925943958463632959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=8925943958463632959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8925943958463632959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8925943958463632959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-no-junior-high.html' title='I&apos;m no Junior High'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/TGVm4Lp7ZMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/slY2p-C4WJM/s72-c/IMG_0065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-1141996187672704087</id><published>2010-06-29T23:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T23:55:59.786+07:00</updated><title type='text'>New username, everyone!</title><content type='html'>Yah setelah sekian lama akhirnya gue ganti username:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/aldNchaa" style="color: orange;"&gt;@aldNchaa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou ;}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-1141996187672704087?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/1141996187672704087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=1141996187672704087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1141996187672704087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1141996187672704087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-username-everyone.html' title='New username, everyone!'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-482408193101257457</id><published>2010-06-21T01:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T01:06:15.851+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOLIDAY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>feels like insomnia (but it's not)</title><content type='html'>Kenapa gue masih bangun jam segini padahal bahu kanan gue sakitnya ampun-ampunan dan besok bangun pagi woy mau ke Bali? Entah yaaaa saya juga sudah ngantuk sebenernya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayaknya alesan gue masih bangun ini lebih kepada nungguin Dendy selesai makan. Makan jam segini ckck di hp gue tertera angka 12:45, June 21. Ups 21 fufufu gue ada affair dengan angka 21 -___- tapi bercanda kok gak beneran looooh gue mah setia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngomong soal relationship hmmm tadi gue abis ngomong serius sama Dendy (makasih kakak atas nasihat ceramah dan sebagainya itu) soal ini dan itu dan lain-lain yang, jujur, gak pernah gue omongin sama orang lain. Dendy doang. Yeah I think he's that precious hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Intinya adalah Dendy nyuruh gue ngomong semua ke orang yang bersangkutan tapi.....jengjengjeng saya tidak berani. Gak tega, lebih tepatnya. Yah begitulaah pokoknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini untuk kedua kalinya Dwima ketiduran pas otp hmmmm si kakak took it seriously gue sih nggak :} tapi rada desperate juga malem-malem nungguin Dwima bangun sampe bahu sakit. Padahal tadinya baru aja dia protes (atau marah marah?) karena gue nangis gak bilang bilang (sounds weird) dan mau nemenin katanya &lt;i&gt;"sekalikali lu dong tidur duluan"&lt;/i&gt; ehh tiba-tiba singgg sunyi senyap gue halo-halo gaada yang jawab. Kesimpulan: tidur si cina ini. Gue sempet bingung mau gue tutup apa gimana nih, kalo ditutup kayaknya jahat tapi....yah pokoknya banyak pikiran berseliweran. Sampe akhirnya sambungan telfon putus karena udah 1 jam (mati sendiri) Dwima gak bangun bangun. Kalo kemaren dibangunin Dwipa. Tadinya udah mau nelfon Dwipa hanya untuk bilang &lt;i&gt;"Dwip, bangunin Dwima" &lt;/i&gt;tapi takut merepotkan. Kebayang ntar Dwipa bilang apa hahaha semester depan gue gak ketemu Dwipa lagi woy kangen dagh gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohiya farewell Recoureveuns!! Gilaaaaaaaaaaa itu night of our lives banget dan itu seru banget semua seneng semua ada seru banget! Pas udahan, gue capek banget sampe cuma bisa peluk sana sini. Tapi besoknya gue gabisa tidur sampe jam 3, nangis di twitter (dan di kehidupan nyata juga) bareng beberapa anak RVS saking kita kangen dan gak pengen pisah sama RVS. Gue gak nyangka SMP 3 tahun udah selesai. Over. O-V-E-R. Udah selesai, gak ada lagi. Gak ada 9A lagi. Gak bakal sekolah bareng-bareng SEMUA RVS lagi dan itu bikin gue sedih banget sesedih-sedihnya sedih!! Apalagi pas nonton film angkatan ya ampun oh my God Allahuakbar ahlan wasahlan itu sedih banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaah begitulah saya tidak tau lagi apa yang harus diceritakan. Sudah berubah jadi anak Twitter dan Tumblr jadi sudah tidak pro nulis panjang-panjang. Kayaknya sih dari dulu gak pro tapi....ya make me happy lah. Cuma karena lagi galau aja nih dan gak yakin mau tidur apa gak. Tapi lega tadi cerita ke Dendy jadi agak yakin sedikit bahwa akan ada yang bantu hahaha si kakak ngefly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngantuk haua byebye&lt;br /&gt;sing with me: I love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-482408193101257457?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/482408193101257457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=482408193101257457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/482408193101257457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/482408193101257457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/06/feels-like-insomnia-but-its-not.html' title='feels like insomnia (but it&apos;s not)'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-3850067788065005243</id><published>2010-05-27T13:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T13:53:13.892+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, I am back, thank you</title><content type='html'>Hauaaaaaaaah udah berapa lama gue gak nulis disini? Terakhir kali, Desember. Waow waow kemana aja gue? Sibuk dengan UN dan Twitter dan Tumblr, sorry guys :p&lt;br /&gt;Oh, promosi dulu.&lt;br /&gt;Follow&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/NchaaRVS"&gt;@NchaaRVS&lt;/a&gt; and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://greatorangehope.tumblr.com/"&gt;GreatOrangeHope.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add me as a contact or just see it &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/iamnchaa"&gt;Flickry Baby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add me &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?cropsuccess&amp;amp;id=1412727845#%21/profile.php?id=1412727845"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ping me on PingChat! aldinindya08&lt;br /&gt;.....what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeee jadi I'm back people, sorry for ignoring you guys for SO LONG!&lt;br /&gt;Sebenernya udah ada post gue dari Januari tapi gak selesai selesai! Pa-rah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great news! My dearest Recoureveuns lulus 100% waaaaaaaauauauauauaua seneng banget gue nangis nangis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em gue gabisa ngomong banyak banyak karena bentar lagi mau pulang, tapi j-a-n-j-i gue bakal selesain post yang itu sama post lebih banyak lagi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QuickNews:&lt;br /&gt;-Kemaren eke ke Bali, kondangan, gak main di pantai karena apparently Aldo takut -.-&lt;br /&gt;-I'm going to Presiden for High School, baby! Asramaaa oh yeah. with Bulan, Dendy, Deszan, Bella, Jason, Meutia, Bhiga (?)......siapa lagi lah eke lupa.&lt;br /&gt;-Mi Looklet, &lt;a href="http://looklet.com/user/414892"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt;, thank you ;)&lt;br /&gt;-Cnectd coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apalagi yang belom gue kasih tau?&lt;br /&gt;Aldo. Ganteng!&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kisskisshughug&lt;br /&gt;sing with me:&lt;br /&gt;you know i love you :}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-3850067788065005243?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/3850067788065005243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=3850067788065005243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/3850067788065005243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/3850067788065005243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-i-am-back-thank-you.html' title='Hello, I am back, thank you'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-9197674073339127115</id><published>2009-12-26T12:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T12:41:02.317+07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's what you call LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/SzWhRGurq2I/AAAAAAAAAGY/8sVsPyRCejo/s1600-h/converse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/SzWhRGurq2I/AAAAAAAAAGY/8sVsPyRCejo/s400/converse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2234248313327896573-9197674073339127115?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/9197674073339127115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=9197674073339127115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/9197674073339127115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/9197674073339127115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-what-you-call-love.html' title='It&apos;s what you call LOVE'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/SzWhRGurq2I/AAAAAAAAAGY/8sVsPyRCejo/s72-c/converse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-5396887274422447653</id><published>2009-12-25T00:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T00:00:12.600+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOLIDAY'/><title type='text'>Christmas Eve ♥</title><content type='html'>It's Christmas Eve, people! Whacha doin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke gua gak ikutan natalan tapi kakek nenek om gua ngerayain jadi gua ikutaaaaaaaaan. Nah tadi itu (mulai curhat) gua muter-muter 3 mall you know sama mommy tapi si mommy gak mau diajak ke Sency jadi gak jadiiiiii nyency nyeeeeeee -__________________- okay jadi misinya tadi tuh adalah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Nyari kado buat cross kado &lt;/strong&gt;karena Eyang gua seneng banget acara gituan dan acaranya itu tanggal 26 sementara udah anggal 24 gua sama Papa belom ada kado jadi ngacir lah gua sama Mama nyari kado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Nyari dress &lt;/strong&gt;buat gua dengan alasan buat besok ke rumah buyut gua fufufu dapet dress ungu luuuucuuuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Nyari boots &lt;/strong&gt;buat gua juga dengan alasan yang sama.&lt;br /&gt;Nah nyari boots ini agak susah. Jadi ceritanya entah sejak kapan gua tiba-tiba pengen banget boots item yang flat itu yang bahan suede. Jadi ceritanya gua sama Mama ke Emporium Pluit ngecek Disc Tarra. Tadinya tuh gua mau beli John Mayer yang baru tapi &lt;em&gt;you know what &lt;/em&gt;itu baru aja abis, greaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat.&lt;br /&gt;Gini gini gini singkat cerita gak nemu itu boots di EP, dasar mall cina, ngerasa item gua disana. Oke pindah keeeee STC, entah singkatan dari apalah itu pokoknya disana akhirnya nemu itu boots di Closet Queen! 300 ribu, yaaaa gapapa deh eh pas dicoba &lt;strong&gt;ehem &lt;/strong&gt;cuma ada yang nomer 39 boy kaki gua empat puluuuuuuuuuuuuuh. Nomer 40 nya lagi gak ada fine gak bisa beli disitu emang dasar kaki sial! Pindah lagi ke ITC Fatmawati nemu lagi itu boots bedanya yang disini gak ada rantai rantai nya gitu fine gapapa lah pas ditanya &lt;strong&gt;jedeng jedeng &lt;/strong&gt;paling gede adanya nomer 36 mbak yaaaaaaaahhhhhhh makin menghina lagi dia yaudeh akhirnya gak dapet lah boots nya -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus terus terus IM3 kapan tobat nya ya mengasu terus ya you know tadi saya sedang smsan sama Dwima you know sedang kangen dia sama gua ngahahaha ehhhh m3 nya asu deh asu you know asu &lt;strong&gt;A ES U ASU &lt;/strong&gt;oke stop nanti jadi spelling bee lagi kayak sama Dendy tadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh iya besok Om Tante sama Bimoku dateeeeeeeeeng dari Bali woot woot kangenn you know sama Bimbim jadi besok ngumpul deh ber7 waaaaaah besok tanggungan adek ada enem yah mampus sajalah gua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah deh kayaknya itu aja, gak tau kalo bakal post lagi liat ntar ya pokoknya sampe sekarang cukup sekian dan terima kasih, YESH! (gak ada hubungannya tapi gua suka ahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke deh people have a very merry markus&lt;br /&gt;eh salah maksudnya&lt;br /&gt;Have a very merry Christmas ya all, a very merry Recoureveuns Christmas ;)&lt;br /&gt;entahlah apa hubungannya pokoknya gua suka -________-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-5396887274422447653?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/5396887274422447653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=5396887274422447653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/5396887274422447653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/5396887274422447653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve ♥'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-8357107849735957509</id><published>2009-12-16T23:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:19:25.053+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>8th Grade :')</title><content type='html'>Jadi ceritanya ya pada suatu hari malam gua sedang sangat mengantuk sekali (sekarang) terus gua buka-buka blog orang dan jeder gua lihatlah blognya Ellen dan gua baca post yang &lt;a href="http://elleninggrid.blogspot.com/2009/12/kangen-otisotisan.html"&gt;ini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intinya hati gua langsung tersentuh (ehm) yaaa dan tiba-tiba thanks to Ellen gua jadi kangen kelas 8. Kangen kangeeen banget sekangen-kangennya kangen aaaa gua &lt;b&gt;KANGEN&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo tau begitu lo kelas 9 lo bakal kangen banget sama kelas 8 karena..... ya buat gua &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;8B&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; itu udah enak banget kompak kocak aneh autis pokoknya tercinta deh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Gua kangen semuanya dari 8B, serius deh. Rasanya dulu waktu kelas 8 gak ada yang namanya TO (emang gak ada elah), gak ada target UN, gak ada stress mau masuk SMA mana, gak ada sedih sedih gara-gara bentar lagi pisah, gak ada kebayang-bayang (mengutip kata Marshadhia) &lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"ya ampun, kita tinggal 3 bulan lagi disini"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu waktu kelas 8 kerjaannya ketawa, autisan, jalan, seneng-seneng, bodo amat remed bodo amat nilai jelek bodo amat dimarahin guru pokoknya seneng judulnya ketawa. Bodo amat UN, masih lama. Gak ada lagi takut kakak-kakak kelas, udah cukup kenal kok setaun sebelumnya. Adek-adek kelas, elaaaah dikepret dikit jadi. Maaf jadi songong -,- yaaaa pokoknya the thing is: &lt;i&gt;I want my 8B back&lt;/i&gt; :'(&lt;br /&gt;Gua mau ada Vero Bonita Chacha Darenth Dwipa Adam Dendy di kelas, gua mau ada Widhi Jorji Aldo juga, semua deeeeeeh~ Gua mau seneng-seneng ngecengcengin guru, gua mau homeroom yang ngomongin kesalahan gua tuh seakan gua orang paling mulia sedunia (Ms Serli).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contoh, waktu ambil rapot pertama kali.&lt;br /&gt;Kasus: gua suka bolos dengan alesan nganterin Vero ke UKS terus gak balik lagi (sok nemenin).&lt;br /&gt;Ms Serli's version: "gini ya Bu, Chacha ini kan rasa solidaritasnya terhadap teman itu sangat besar sekali, jadi dia peduli banget sama temennya, terutama si Vero. Nah Vero ini kan memang anaknya sakit-sakitan, sering luka dan lain sebagainya, nah nanti Chacha nganterin dan nemenin dia di UKS. Tapi habis itu ditungguin sampe Vero nya kuat lagi....." blablabla intinya gua dipuji dulu ckck Ms Serli muah muah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9A, gua sayaaaaaaaaang 9A serius gua sayang banget tapi gua sedih ngebayangin bentar lagi kita pisah, sementara waktu kelas 8 tuh kayaknya ya ampun, surga dunia walaupun nilai di ambang kehancuran. Inget banget waktu itu gua bonbon chacha dwipa darenth adam vero (hmmm gua lupa vero ikut apa gak) telat, gak boleh duduk sama Ms Mynarni yaudah akhirnya dengan agak kurang pintarnya kita semua disuruh duduk di depan. Ya makin berisik lah miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiss ckck gimana sih hahahahaha kangeeeen :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gua kangen santai-santai, gak usah stress liat nilai TO segitu-segitu aja. Gak usah mikirin masuk SMA mana. Bisa ikut kegiatan ini itu, OSIS dan lain-lain deh pokoknya deh kangen kangen KANGEN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-8357107849735957509?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/8357107849735957509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=8357107849735957509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8357107849735957509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8357107849735957509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/12/8th-grade.html' title='8th Grade :&apos;)'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-4705032281282769914</id><published>2009-12-16T14:20:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T14:20:53.549+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Polaroid; Joseph's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/SyiKCPw9CSI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Z17idncRIE8/s1600-h/IMG_2517.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/SyiKCPw9CSI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Z17idncRIE8/s400/IMG_2517.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2234248313327896573-4705032281282769914?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/4705032281282769914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=4705032281282769914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/4705032281282769914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/4705032281282769914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/12/polaroid-josephs.html' title='Polaroid; 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And I'm as excited as everyone else~ ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-3965225618656861561?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/3965225618656861561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=3965225618656861561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/3965225618656861561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/3965225618656861561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-is-coming-to-town.html' title='Christmas is coming to town'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/Syh8ivDDaZI/AAAAAAAAAFw/1OVKz5bFO-M/s72-c/IMG_2525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-8224667604427960752</id><published>2009-12-13T23:02:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T12:44:12.217+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><title type='text'>Another boring night (another post labeled 'SPARE TIME')</title><content type='html'>Hey, hello, how are you? Oh, you're fine? Well nice to hear that. How about me? Well, I &lt;b&gt;freakin bored&lt;/b&gt;, if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biasanya di malam-malam seperti ini, gua..... sudah tidur. Besok sekolah boy. Tapi sekarang gak niat tidur sama sekali. Hmm, penyakit nomor 2 setelah beberapa hari tanpa rasa lapar.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmmmmmm okay, kita mau ngomongin apa sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;.................................................................................&lt;b&gt;Dwima&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa Dwima mesti tidur jam 10? Selalu jam 10. Udah bagus ya tadi otpan ya lagi enak-enak eh dia ngantuk. Setelah berhasil nahan dia gak tidur berapa lama deh, tidur juga akhirnya dia, gua kesian. Ditinggalkanlah gua sendiri. Adek gua juga tidur. Orang-orang tidur. Selamat malam dunia. (rasanya itu lagu ya?) Ya jadi gak peduli besok libur atau nggak, tiap jam 10 pasti "aku tidur ya". Seneng banget tidur cepet sih elah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay nomor 2..................................................&lt;b&gt;Alvin&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin sudah entah gimana kabarnya aaaaaaaaaaa parah banget. Haha kata Dwima gua cocok sama Alvin loh muahahahahahahahahahahahaha. Hari-hariku sepi tanpamu Vin. (itu bukan lagu ya?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nomor 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jam.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyang gua punya jam baru, gede tinggi dari kayu yaaaaa model-model jam kakek-kakek Amrik gitu ya lo tau kan? Bagus sih, gua suka liatnya dan ingatkan gua buat motret itu, &lt;i&gt;tapi&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;bunyinya serem. Gua gatau gimana ngejelasinnya pokoknya serem apalagi kalo gua lagi begadang sendirian terus tau-tu itu jam bunyi. Kan letaknya rada jauh tuh ya di ruang makan tapi karena rumahnya sepi gelap jadi gema dannn alhasil gua ketakutan tiap 15 menit (bunyi tiap 15 menit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nomor 4.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm gua sudah tidak ada ide lagi. Ohiya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Twitter.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paling males kalo tau-tau followers berkurang. Follow follow nggak nggak elah, gak niat follow ya gak usah follow dari awal. Oh dan gua paling empet liat followersnya Ucha, gila kok bisa segitu ya gua bingung. Terakhir gua liat following 200an, followers 900an etdah Uch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaah itu jam sialan bunyi lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nomor 5.&lt;br /&gt;Apaya apaya apaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BB!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empet gua liat orang-orang dimana-mana pegang BB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Aduuuh gua sudah tidak punya ide padahal pengen sampe nomor 8. 8! Oooh gua cinta 8, dari dulu gak tau kenapa dan thanks to Dwima he gave me more reason to love it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHIYA LU TAU, tadi gua bangun sekitar jam 9an dan adek-adek gua udah pada lagi nonton 2012 (bajakan? jelas). Karena bajakannya jelek jadi gua gak niat nonton, gua main sama Aldo sama Mama (si Mama paling anti bajakan, mengurangi omset Disc Tarra katanya hahahahaha) terus gua denger Papa lewat depan TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa: "IH! FILM APA NIH?!" (dateng-dateng ngefreak)&lt;br /&gt;Pungki: "2012"&lt;br /&gt;Papa: "IDIHDIHDIHDIH! Ih ya ampun pesawatnya!" diem sebentar (nonton) "WOHWOHWOH! Eh itu apaan tuh? Ih ya ampun!!"&lt;br /&gt;Adek: (pasti dengan muka 'wadefak?'-nya) "Papa gak pernah nonton Pa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaaaaa, Papaku swt sekali. Akhir-akhir ini swt banget bokap gua gatau kenapaaaaaaaaaa. Okay saya tidak ada ide lagi. Promotion time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Twitter!&lt;/b&gt; Follow me &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Nchaa"&gt;@NchaaRVS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Flickr! &lt;/b&gt;Add me as a contact or go see it &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/iamnchaa"&gt;08Aldinindya's Photostream&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tumblr! &lt;/b&gt;Follow it, but I'm so not in the mood for it &lt;a href="http://greatorangehope.tumblr.com/"&gt;GreatOrangeHope&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh pantes dari tadi gatel, ada nyamuk dengan enaknya nemplok di tangan gua gak gerak kemana-mana. Okay tampaknya saya mau tidur. Bye people bye.&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-8224667604427960752?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/8224667604427960752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=8224667604427960752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8224667604427960752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8224667604427960752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-boring-night-another-post.html' title='Another boring night (another post labeled &apos;SPARE TIME&apos;)'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-4248754580560141989</id><published>2009-12-13T17:28:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T17:28:57.562+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER THING I DID'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/SyTBfQMK8tI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Rdp_2UjcMfk/s1600-h/IMG_1931.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/SyTBfQMK8tI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Rdp_2UjcMfk/s400/IMG_1931.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I make them good girls go bad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-4248754580560141989?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/4248754580560141989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=4248754580560141989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/4248754580560141989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/4248754580560141989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-make-them-good-girls-go-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/SyTBfQMK8tI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Rdp_2UjcMfk/s72-c/IMG_1931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-5198781284954214850</id><published>2009-12-13T17:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T17:05:03.873+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>The Rain</title><content type='html'>just so you know, i'm &lt;b&gt;THIS &lt;/b&gt;close to tears, and i know you care enough you won't let them fall&lt;br /&gt;please, tell me you care, yes i know you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a simple smile, a one word IM would do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's raining like, &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;hard&lt;br /&gt;but i know you'll be on my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;will you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it takes a lot to be your friend, it hurts too much&lt;br /&gt;but then, here i am, trying to be your friend again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;i care&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're the one i care so much about&lt;br /&gt;you know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sorry, sorry for everything&lt;br /&gt;sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SORRY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;what do you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-5198781284954214850?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/5198781284954214850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=5198781284954214850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/5198781284954214850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/5198781284954214850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/12/rain.html' title='The Rain'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-3649795909570575863</id><published>2009-12-13T00:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T00:15:20.570+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Deszantara!</title><content type='html'>Jadi jadi jadi pada tanggal 10 Desember 2009 tuh kan Deszantara Z.W.L.S. itu kan berulangtahun ya nah pada hari itu gua Dwima Bulan Afdy Dwipa Anfi Andrea Renar Ridho Ega Tian Irena Reza hmm siapa lagi ya pokoknya banyak banget itu (seperti hari-hari sebelumnya) ngumpul di tempat penampungan (nama keren: base camp) yaitu rumahnya Trissi &amp;amp; Kiko. Disana kita nonton The Grudge 5 tuh ceritanya, tapi belom nyampe tengah-tengah udah dimatiin abis bosen. Sok banget, padahal sendirinya teriak-teriak. Nah pas tengah-tengah nonton itu Trissi yang tiduran di samping gua menoleh dan terjadilah percakapan berikut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T: "Eh sst ntar mau... itu gak?" (kesannya ehm kok kesannya... gimana ya)&lt;br /&gt;N: "Apaan?"&lt;br /&gt;T: "Nyeplokin Deszan."&lt;br /&gt;N: "Ayo ayo."&lt;br /&gt;T: "Oke telornya kira-kira berapa? Setengah kilo tuh berapa?"&lt;br /&gt;N: "Gatau. Kayaknya cukup deh."&lt;br /&gt;T: "Tepung? Setengah kilo juga?"&lt;br /&gt;N: "Iya deh iya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaaa kira-kira seperti itu. Gua lupa. Garis besarnya begitu deh. Terus Trissi (si sok banyak pulsa) meng sms para manusia-manusia yang ada disana isinya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"ntar jangan cepetcepet pulangnya, mau nyeplokin deszan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya begitulah ke send send send send terus kita minta tolong mbaknya buat beliin. Terus yaaaaa kita siap-siapin semuanya terus kita minta tolong Dwipa &amp;amp; Anfi buat beli kopi sama susu kental manis di warung depan, warung depan yah bukan Superindo, udah pengen ngeceng aja mereka ke Superindo elah lu ngeceng di Superindo yak -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Terus ya setelah matiin itu The Grudge kita nyalain Horsemen tapi gua ganiat nontonnya sama sekali, cuma biar Deszan gak keluar-keluar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jadi rencananya begini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anfi Dwipa yang daritadi minjem motornya Deszan dateng ke Deszan dan bilang kalo motornya kebaret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Deszan keluar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Timpukin deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Singkat, padat dan jelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tapi ya, setiap rencana ada problemnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Problem #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dwipa Anfi dateng bawa kopi, gua sama Trissi seduh kopinya (pake air mentah) dan kita siapin semuanya di depan teras. Tiba-tiba Ega keluar gara-gara bosen. Tau-tau Deszan ngikut keluar. Panik. Tapi Deszan gak ngeliat segala keanehan yang macem selang udah dikeluarin dan lainlain, dia malah enak main ayunan sama Ega -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Problem #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Deszan pusing. Gua bilang ke Trissi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;N: "Deszan pusing katanya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;T: "Alah lanjut."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Teman yang tidak baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Problem #3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dwipa Anfi begitu balik dari beli kopi dll, pergi lagi. Baru begitu mereka balik, rencana dijalankan. Eh ditungguin lamaaaaaaa elah gak balik-balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;T: "Mana ini anak dua elah, jangan-jangan beneran dibaret motornye ama die."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yaa akhirnya mereka balik! Sementara mereka ke dalem, yang lain di luar, Reza siap-siap videoin. Sialnya Deszan begitu keluar langsung ke motornya. Tegakah kami nimpukin dia sekaligus motornya? Jawabannya: &lt;b&gt;ya, kami tega&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dwima nyamperin dan langsung numpahin tepung satu kantong plastik ke Deszan (dan motornya) yaudah semua langsung ikutan nimpukin pake telor dan kopi dan susu kental manis. Deszan (tak lupa motornya) jadi SUMPAH BAU PARAH. Ega gak mau deket-deket dalam radius 50 meter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Terus yaaaa sebagai teman yang baik, kesian Deszan yaudah gua bantuin nyiramin dia sama motornya. Nah terus udah kayak dia kurang malu ya, dia &lt;b&gt;KERAMAS &lt;/b&gt;disitu elah lu tau di depan lapangan JP dan banyak anak JP lagi main basket dia kerasam disitu dan gua yang megangin selangnya aduh malu gak sih Deszan? Terus Deszan dengan melasnya nyuci sendiri motornya sementara satu badan udah basah semua. Setelah itu si empunya rumah nih ya nyuruh gua nyiram yang lain-lain juga dan jadilah mereka gua siram-siramin tapi gak semuanya kena. Tapi dengan puasnya gua nyemprotin Ridho, rumah lo kan deket Dho, gapapa dong. Terus Ega naik motor beoncengan sama Tian, kena semprot juga. Anfi boncengan Dwipa, kena juga. Afdy tuh gak kena-kena, kesel gua. Gua juga kena sedikit gara-gara Dwima yaa dikit doang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gak lama setelah itu Mama dateng, gua ama adek gua pulang. It was great, people, thanks :)&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/2234248313327896573-3649795909570575863?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/3649795909570575863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=3649795909570575863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/3649795909570575863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/3649795909570575863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-deszantara.html' title='Happy Birthday Deszantara!'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-9115204137296095959</id><published>2009-12-12T23:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T23:26:18.786+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE STORY'/><title type='text'>My 08 :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;how lucky i am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;you know i love you ;)&lt;br /&gt;&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/2234248313327896573-9115204137296095959?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/9115204137296095959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=9115204137296095959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/9115204137296095959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/9115204137296095959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-08.html' title='My 08 :)'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-344541719572512766</id><published>2009-11-01T13:51:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T13:54:12.804+07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know the circle</title><content type='html'>i was broke&lt;br /&gt;and i'm&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; b&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; l&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; n&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; k&lt;br /&gt;can't find something&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;live for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;strong&gt;don't &lt;/strong&gt;blame me&lt;br /&gt;cause it's all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;your&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick of this yes i am gotta move on i'm moving on or i think am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or i wish i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because it's &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's always someone who gets me through the&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; storm&lt;br /&gt;yes there is&lt;br /&gt;then like a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;storm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;crash&lt;/span&gt; back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd prefer the&amp;nbsp; c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; f&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;f&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mean &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cliff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the mean,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mean&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;circle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-344541719572512766?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/344541719572512766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=344541719572512766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/344541719572512766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/344541719572512766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-know-circle.html' title='You know the circle'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-3630804310237845299</id><published>2009-11-01T13:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T13:39:07.823+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONGS'/><title type='text'>Careful</title><content type='html'>you &lt;strong&gt;can't &lt;/strong&gt;be too careful anymore&lt;br /&gt;when all that is waiting for you &lt;em&gt;won't &lt;/em&gt;come any closer&lt;br /&gt;you've got to reach a little&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-3630804310237845299?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/3630804310237845299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=3630804310237845299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/3630804310237845299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/3630804310237845299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/11/careful.html' title='Careful'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-2035592156236609373</id><published>2009-10-31T21:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T21:29:38.213+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONGS'/><title type='text'>11.All I Wanted</title><content type='html'>think of me when you're out&lt;br /&gt;when you're out there&lt;br /&gt;i'll beg you nice from my knee&lt;br /&gt;and when the world treats you way too fairly &lt;em&gt;it's a shame i'm a dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;all i wanted was you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i think i'll pace my apartment a few times and fall asleep on the couch&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wake up early to black and white reruns&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;escape from my mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i wanted was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could follow you to the beginning &lt;em&gt;just to relive the start&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe then we'd remember to slow down at all of our favorite parts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;ALL I WANTED WAS YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*p.s.yes, i'm in love with paramore's new album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-2035592156236609373?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/2035592156236609373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=2035592156236609373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/2035592156236609373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/2035592156236609373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/10/11all-i-wanted.html' title='11.All I Wanted'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-8736214922591407994</id><published>2009-10-31T21:23:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T21:36:03.459+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER THING I DID'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONGS'/><title type='text'>Brand New Eyes, Paramore</title><content type='html'>and the worst part is before it gets any better we're headed for a cliff&lt;br /&gt;and in the free fall i will realize i'm better off when i hit the bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was the day that i promised i'd never sing of love if it&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; does&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; not&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; exist&lt;br /&gt;but darling you are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me attention&lt;br /&gt;i need it now&lt;br /&gt;too much&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; d&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; s&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; t&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; n&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; c&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; e&lt;br /&gt;to measure it out&lt;br /&gt;OUT LOUD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if GOD's the game that you're playing well we must get more acquainted&lt;br /&gt;because&amp;nbsp; it&amp;nbsp; has&amp;nbsp; to&amp;nbsp; be&amp;nbsp; so&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;lonely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be the only one who's &lt;u&gt;holy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking for granted everything that i would've died for just yesterday&lt;br /&gt;just yesterday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-8736214922591407994?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/8736214922591407994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=8736214922591407994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8736214922591407994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8736214922591407994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/10/brand-new-eyes-paramore.html' title='Brand New Eyes, Paramore'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-6797413702023585514</id><published>2009-10-18T12:49:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T12:53:12.126+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><title type='text'>Sinetron Muka</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm entah karena tadi Bintang nge tweet itu ke gua, ato gua abis baca blognya Rachel, ato emang tiap hari Eyang gua sama mbak mbak gua pada nongkrongin itu semua sampe akhirnya AKUNG GUA juga ikutan kena virus pokoknya sekarang gua mau membicarakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehm&lt;br /&gt;Sinetron muka&lt;br /&gt;Tetrerereeeeet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow; font-size: x-large;"&gt;CINTA FITRI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: x-small;"&gt;asik deh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi begini ya&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa gua sebut CINTA FITRI sebagai sinetron muka adalah karena oh karena, coba deh pantengin sekaliiiiii aja dari mulai sampe iklan deh paling nggak. Tiap kali orang ngomong, pasti mukanya yang disorot.&amp;nbsp;Paling nggak sampe bahu deh. Yaaaaaaaa iya gua juga tau orang ngomong mesti disorot. Tapi maksudnya adalah, yang disorot itu ya &lt;em&gt;sebatas muka ato bahu aja&lt;/em&gt;. Jadi kan kalo di IT nih kan Recoureveuns lagi tentang broadcast kan, terus anak-anak broadcast juga pasti diajarin kalo pake kamera tuh ya shot nya ada banyak jenisnya ada yang long shoot medium close up segala macem yang kemaren di 9A dipraktekkan dengan model Billy dan disitulah kita melihat betapa oh &lt;strong&gt;betapa meremnya &lt;/strong&gt;si Billy itu dan kebetulan kan kemaren bibir dia abis DOWER yaaaaa begitulah sabar ya Bili.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH BACK TO THE TOPIC jadi, hmm gua seneng banget ya pake kata jadi. Rasanya gua pernah nge post tentang itu gak sih pernah kan ya? Yang 5 paragraf depannya jadi semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;EH WOY TUH KAN MENGSONG DARI TOPIK LAGI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ck gua kenapa sih. Tapi emang gua juga kalo cerita gitu pasti gapernah selesai nyambung dari mana ke mana giduuuuuw. Ngomong ngomong, mengsong adalah pet name nya pacar kakak gua.&lt;br /&gt;Oke cukup distractednya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pokoknya, CINTA FITRI itu misalnya gini ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fitri ngomong sesuatu. Kamera shoot kepala sampe bahu.&lt;br /&gt;Mizka eh Miska eh whatever lah nyautin. Kamera shoot kepala sampe bahu.&lt;br /&gt;Si suaminya Fitri tuh sapa ohiya Farel nyaut juga. Kamera shoot kepala sampe bahu.&lt;br /&gt;Si Maminya itu nimbrung. &lt;em&gt;Kamera shoot kepala sampe bahu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si suaminya Mizka eh Miska tibatiba dateng, Fitri noleh. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kamera shoot kepala sampe bahu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh si neneknya ikutan dateng terus nyerocos. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Kamera shoot kepala sampe bahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus yang Maya Maya itu ikutan juga. &lt;span style="background-color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;KAMERA SHOOT KEPALA SAMPE BAHU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Tuhan. Sebenernya ada apakah dengan kamera itu? Apakah yang megang kamera itu percaya bahwa kalo dia shoot di bawah bahu itu melanggar hukum agama dan dia akan dipenggal terus gentayangan jadi setan terus menghantui adek gua yang abis nonton The Grudge jadi penakut banget itu? Hmmmmm entah kenapa akhir-akhir ini gua lebay sekaleeeee. Mau ngomong aja pake ck, pa ck ke ck, pake ck ck, ck gitu deh. Ah gangerti deh kalo baca, mesti liat gua melakukannya ahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, pokoknya si Sinetron Muka itu oemjiiiiii. Gak selesai selesai lagi, mau kayak Tersanjung kali ya hmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StqsRW4pdrI/AAAAAAAAAFg/0bZCiKhT9fo/s1600-h/poster_cinta_fitri1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StqsRW4pdrI/AAAAAAAAAFg/0bZCiKhT9fo/s320/poster_cinta_fitri1.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yah inilah dia si para mirip India itu. Buat yang suka, no offense yawww :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;kisskisshughug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;you know I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S. Sebenernya post yang ini udah gua tulis dari tadi malem eh lagi asik-asik banyak inspirasi JEBRET si papaku oh daddy ku masuk dan nyuruh aku mattin komputer now katanya now gamau tau pokoknya now gitchuuuuuuuuuuuuw yaudah deh baru bisa kelar hari ini waw tumbenan mood nya belom ilang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-6797413702023585514?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/6797413702023585514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=6797413702023585514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/6797413702023585514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/6797413702023585514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/10/sinetron-muka.html' title='Sinetron Muka'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StqsRW4pdrI/AAAAAAAAAFg/0bZCiKhT9fo/s72-c/poster_cinta_fitri1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-5645357841683648701</id><published>2009-10-17T23:01:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T12:23:40.895+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER THING I DID'/><title type='text'>The Most Unimportant Thing I've Known</title><content type='html'>Since I don't have a lot to do (actually I have nothing to do. Dendy is away watching something so he didn't text me back. I'm not sure about Dwima, maybe he's asleep already or he's already off riding bikes with Reza and Dwipa. Hmm) so I got this little project (?) yang sebenernya benar benar mencerminkan bahwa &lt;strong&gt;I'm so totally don't have anything to do for sure&lt;/strong&gt;. Sampe lebay tuh. Hm ya pokoknya here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;"Falling", a song by Iration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StngPAZwOjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/55LXXT1pGl4/s1600-h/concert+Anirudh+Koul.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StngPAZwOjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/55LXXT1pGl4/s200/concert+Anirudh+Koul.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;We met at a &lt;strong&gt;concert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StngvnPwwCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/qPDL4lmYnTg/s1600-h/converse+Rhea+Benevolence.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StngvnPwwCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/qPDL4lmYnTg/s320/converse+Rhea+Benevolence.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;You were wearing &lt;strong&gt;Converse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I'm not good at playing it cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnhZE3ZdiI/AAAAAAAAAEo/FZtMEWJ5qNI/s1600-h/funny+eleanor+rask.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnhZE3ZdiI/AAAAAAAAAEo/FZtMEWJ5qNI/s320/funny+eleanor+rask.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;You said I was &lt;strong&gt;funny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnhIHKwkwI/AAAAAAAAAEg/qI9JCSbY6Cs/s1600-h/money+inkyfingerz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnhIHKwkwI/AAAAAAAAAEg/qI9JCSbY6Cs/s320/money+inkyfingerz.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I spent all my &lt;strong&gt;money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/Stnh1ARFR4I/AAAAAAAAAEw/C3ZzA_NEHRg/s1600-h/pool+eole.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/Stnh1ARFR4I/AAAAAAAAAEw/C3ZzA_NEHRg/s320/pool+eole.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Then your friend get thrown in the &lt;strong&gt;pool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Ok that was, another stupid thing I did. Hmmm, I'm gonna make that as another label. Uuuuuuummmm what other song should I do? Just so you know, it was just one half of the first verse, and it took me like, 15 minutes? Rada pegel juga loCh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Credits!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Anirudh Koul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Rhea Benevolence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;eleanor rask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;inkyfingerz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Eole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;all on Flickr :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. for more of the concert picture, please go to &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/anirudhkoul/3804553528/"&gt;ACDC Concert by Anirudh Koul&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okaaaaaay number two here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;"L.O.V.E.", a song by Michael Buble (?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/Stnl5-T-8fI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9GafgDFIkvU/s1600-h/look+yellowrubberduck.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/Stnl5-T-8fI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9GafgDFIkvU/s320/look+yellowrubberduck.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;L, is for the way you &lt;strong&gt;look&lt;/strong&gt; at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnmjCVy8VI/AAAAAAAAAFA/hK_HjZuVm-o/s1600-h/one+horizontal.integration.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnmjCVy8VI/AAAAAAAAAFA/hK_HjZuVm-o/s320/one+horizontal.integration.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;O, is for the only &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/Stnn1SAz-GI/AAAAAAAAAFI/wRlgSJMtWE0/s1600-h/V+%E2%84%93isaa..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/Stnn1SAz-GI/AAAAAAAAAFI/wRlgSJMtWE0/s320/V+%E2%84%93isaa..jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;, is very very extraordinary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnpijStMvI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7HTBjhMBxrA/s1600-h/E+Leo+Reynolds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnpijStMvI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7HTBjhMBxrA/s320/E+Leo+Reynolds.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt; is even more than anyone that you adore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Ok that was it. Hmmmm I hate the V and E but seriously I don't have any idea for those 2 sentences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Credits!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;yellowrubberduck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;horizontal.integration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;ℓisaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Leo Reynolds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All on Flickr :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh how much I love Flickr? I don't even know. (L) (L) (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hmmmmm what other song whould I do? Tell me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;kisskisshughug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;you know I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Nchaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/2234248313327896573-5645357841683648701?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/5645357841683648701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=5645357841683648701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/5645357841683648701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/5645357841683648701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/10/most-unimportant-thing-ive-known.html' title='The Most Unimportant Thing I&apos;ve Known'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StngPAZwOjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/55LXXT1pGl4/s72-c/concert+Anirudh+Koul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-1426431736605146830</id><published>2009-10-17T16:32:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T16:39:54.972+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good morning, I love you</title><content type='html'>I know it's not morning, it's almost evening. Hmmmmm it &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;evening, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but those words are kinda taking control of my brain. They're everywhere, so I think I have to write this down. Sooo.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like loving sooooo much&lt;br /&gt;I wanna wake up and say it to people&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go jumping around, smiling to people&lt;br /&gt;I'd go around the world with a smirk plastered on my face, saying "I'm the happiest person on Earth, are you?"&lt;br /&gt;I wanna shake everyone's hand, or give them a huge hug&lt;br /&gt;I'd tell everyone "I love you", without caring about what other peolpe think about my words&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what jealousy is&lt;br /&gt;I don't know that tears are exist&lt;br /&gt;I'm not having this bad feeling inside my chest that hurts so much&lt;br /&gt;I'm not asking why the hell is this feeling is there&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy, I'm fine&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that close to tears&lt;br /&gt;Even if I do, I know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say that, because everything up there, is everything I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could really smile and say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;"Good morning, I love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-1426431736605146830?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/1426431736605146830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=1426431736605146830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1426431736605146830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1426431736605146830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-morning-i-love-you.html' title='Good morning, I love you'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-8641715893484872299</id><published>2009-10-17T14:21:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:13:06.197+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONGS'/><title type='text'>The Man Who Can't Be Moved - The Script</title><content type='html'>I am currently in love with that song. Actually I've been in love with that song for a long, long time but I didn't know the name of the song! Just like Bonbon, Aci, Iput, Kira, and Ellen. Hmmmmmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s5Ds1zndYwk"&gt;The Script - The Man Who Can't Be Moved&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;click!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Going back to the corner,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;where I first saw you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Gonna camp in my sleeping bag,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not gonna move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Got some words on cardboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Got your picture in my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Saying "if you see this girl can you tell her where I am"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Some try to hand me money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;They don't understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not broke I'm just a broken hearted man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I know it makes no sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What else can I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;How can I move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;when I'm still in love with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Cause' if one day you wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and find that your missing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and your heart starts to wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;where on this earth I could be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Thinking maybe you'd come back here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;to the place that we'd meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Then you'd see me waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;on the corner of the street,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So I'm not moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Policeman says "Son you cant stay here"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I say there's someone I'm waiting for if its a day, a month, a year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Gotta stand my ground,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;even if it rains or snows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If she changes her mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;this is the first place she will go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Cause' if one day you wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and find that your missing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and your heart starts to wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;where on this earth I could be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Thinking maybe you'd come back here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;to the place that we'd meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Then you'd see me waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;on the corner of the street,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So I'm not moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;People talk about the guy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;that's waiting in on a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Woooaah -oooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There are no holes in his shoes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But a big hole in his world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oooooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Maybe I'll get famous for the man who can't be moved,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and maybe you wont mean to but you'll see me on the news,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and you'd come running to the corner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Cause' you'll know its just for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm the man who can't be moved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm the man who cant be moved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Cause' if one day you wake up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and find that your missing me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and your heart starts to wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;where on this earth I could be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Thinking maybe you'd come back here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;to the place that we'd meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and you'd see me waiting for you\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;on the corner of the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;so I'm not moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Cause' if one day you wake up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and find that your missing me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and your heart starts to wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;where on this earth I could be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Thinking maybe you'd come back here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;to the place that we'd meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and you'd see me waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;on the corner of the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Going back to the corner where I first saw you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Gonna camp in my sleeping bag; I'm not gonna move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So actually I'm not really into The Script, but this song, oh I REALLY love this song :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-8641715893484872299?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/8641715893484872299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=8641715893484872299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8641715893484872299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8641715893484872299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/10/man-who-cant-be-moved-script.html' title='The Man Who Can&apos;t Be Moved - The Script'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-6233799929780953158</id><published>2009-10-11T12:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T12:35:33.221+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><title type='text'>Freaking Internet</title><content type='html'>So apparently I'm pretty much alone in this house. Everyone's out, sadistically eating those poor cute little ducks (who apparently taste &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; good! Sorry, ducks). And here I'm trying to be a little more creative, making a banner for this blog. But good grace, how much I hate the Internet? When I was uploading this picture, it turned out &lt;strong&gt;failed&lt;/strong&gt;. Oh I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.&lt;br /&gt;Alone.&lt;br /&gt;Sick.&lt;br /&gt;Hard breathing.&lt;br /&gt;Can't go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up in.... JBFA, of course. Hmmm I have no life -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooooooooookay think I'm gonna post more today, since after everyone's back from eating those ducks, they'll be off again to Depok. And I will be staying here. Bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-6233799929780953158?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/6233799929780953158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=6233799929780953158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/6233799929780953158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/6233799929780953158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/10/freaking-internet.html' title='Freaking Internet'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-9146412405390769183</id><published>2009-10-10T22:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:49:37.326+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE STORY'/><title type='text'>Oh Shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't have &lt;strong&gt;nothing &lt;/strong&gt;cause I don't have &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deep in my heart I know you couldn't love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But baby I just kept holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shoulda let you go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wish we were older&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep in touch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you remember to keep in touch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you forget?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause I &lt;em&gt;won't&lt;/em&gt; forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These memories lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the tears that I cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh how much I hate Dwipa for making me cry, again. No it's not about him, but he made me think of &lt;strong&gt;him&lt;/strong&gt;, again.&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Stop doing that, would you? And would &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&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/2234248313327896573-9146412405390769183?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/9146412405390769183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=9146412405390769183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/9146412405390769183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/9146412405390769183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-shit.html' title='Oh Shit'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-2167869570023101392</id><published>2009-10-10T19:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T19:02:37.876+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><title type='text'>Just A Quick Simple Unimportant Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Jadi kan hari ini setelah sekitar 2 minggu akhirnya gua kembali lagi ke Kebayoran ya yaitu rumah Eyang gua. Nyampe, masuk ginigini gonogono terus singkat cerita gua naro boneka gua di kamar Akung. Terus gua melihat ada something yang kayaknya gua gatau itu apaan, di meja sebelah tempat tidur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Gua liatin baikbaik. Yang berhasil gua temukan adalah: kayaknya benda itu adalah sebuah lampu. Tapi lampu apakah mai fren, yang gak ada tombolnya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Gua bolak balik tuh lampu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Dalem hati tuh, &lt;em&gt;ini mana tombolnyaaaa?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Terus gua dengan sok pintarnya menganggap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;jangan-jangan ini lampu otomatis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Dan dengan jeniusnya gua tepok tangan. Kan biasanya lampu otomatis kalo kita tepok tangan nyala sendiri gitu ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Plok plok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Tidak terjadi apa-apa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Yaudah gua tinggalkan itu lampu. Setelahnya terungkaplah bahwa itu adalah emergency lamp yang lagi di cas. Hmmmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-2167869570023101392?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/2167869570023101392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=2167869570023101392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/2167869570023101392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/2167869570023101392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-quick-simple-unimportant-update.html' title='Just A Quick Simple Unimportant Update'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-5030963771280864221</id><published>2009-09-18T21:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T21:32:40.991+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOLIDAY'/><title type='text'>Gak bisa lebih boros lagi -,-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Jadi hari ini hmmm termasuk hari mengeluarkan duit paling banyak dalam hidup gua. Yaaa bukan duit gua sih emang, tapi tetep ajeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Let the story begins, jadi tadi tuh gua en femili pergi gonjreng gonjreng ke Ratu Plaza dengan misi jeng jengjeng jeeeeeeng &lt;strong&gt;membelikan daku kamera&lt;/strong&gt;! Gak tau kenapa tadi tuh gua lapeeer bangeeeet mag nya udah kumat loh tapi gua tahan! Melewati berbagai macam cafe dan restoran yang menggoda kekuatan iman dan batin, behh perut gua makin sakit. Akhirnya kita mendarat dengan selamat tak kurang suatu apapun di Irgy's Olympus kalo gak salah nama tokonya. Disana ngomong ginigini gonogono akhirnya diputuskan membeli Canon 450D. Oke, bersama filter dan lain-lain, 13,8 juta. Hmm, dateng dateng udah nyusahin akung ya cha, bagus. Sekalian beli kamera digital buat Eyang yang 2 juta. &lt;strong&gt;Mission number one: completed&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Dari Ratu Plaza kita berlanjut ke PIM, dengan &lt;strong&gt;mission number two&lt;/strong&gt; yaitu membelikan adek gua kaos Avenged Sevenfold. Eh jadi ini gak termasuk pengeluaran gua ya, adek gua loh. Eh tapi sebelumnya gua udah dibeliin pulsa lagi 25ribu padahal abis malak adek gua 10ribu terus baru sekitar 2-3 hari yang lalu diisiin 50ribu. Hmm, berkah smsan sama Dwima sama Dendy, bikin perusahaan sama Api dan pacaran sama Dwipa ahahaha eh tapi gua mau putus meeeeeen. Gua udah dikasihtau mau diputusin tapi masih enjoy enjoy aja hahahahaha hmm belom ada sebulan ya gua ama Dwipa ahaha ah udah ah otits. Oke kita sampe di PIM, dengan pintarnya menelurusi North Skywalk sedangkan tokonya di South Skywalk jadi begitu sampe di PIM 2 kita muter dan menyusuri South Skywalk. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Rockets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;, begitu nama tokonya. Di displaynya udah keliatan berbagai macam jaket dan sepatu sepatu slip-on gitu ada yang FOB, MCR, dan kawan kawan. Adek gua merangsek masuk terus nyari kaos A7X. Singkat cerita kita beli, terus tadinya gua mau dibeliin fedora tapi gajadi. Eh tautau si Aldo ehm perlu ke kamar mandi yaudah sambil nunggu kita &lt;strong&gt;membeli jam tangan&lt;/strong&gt;. Ended up gua sama adek gua masing masing dibeliin. Terus kita ke Grameeeeed terus ke toko mainan itu tuh gua lupa namanya. Toys City! Terus gua beli boneka deeeeeeeeeh ahahahahaha. Ngabisin duit mulu buset dah ck.&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/2234248313327896573-5030963771280864221?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/5030963771280864221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=5030963771280864221' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/5030963771280864221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/5030963771280864221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/09/gak-bisa-lebih-boros-lagi.html' title='Gak bisa lebih boros lagi -,-'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-6952400362246159900</id><published>2009-09-18T06:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T06:42:27.725+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><title type='text'>Setelah sekian lama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Akhirnya gua bisa juga ngeganti ini font sama color sama segala macem kerak telor ngeselin ini. Setelah sekian lama pertanyaan itu terngiang-ngiang di kepala gua: "&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;WHY&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;, for &lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;GOD'S SAKE&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;, ini blog geblek gak bisa dimasukin link dan foto dan kawankawan sebangsa setanahairnya?" Akhirnya gua bisa! Oh yeah baby life is good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Hmm, jadi pertanyaan berikutnya adalah, "ini emang gua yang goblok apa gimana?". Kenapa baru sekarang gua kepikiran untuk mengklik tulisan &lt;strong&gt;Compose&lt;/strong&gt; itu yang turned out menjadi pemecahan semua masalah blogging memblogging gua. Kenapa oh kenapaaaaaaaaa???????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Ehm oke yang penting sekarang gua udah bisa. Proyek selanjutnya: mengganti banner. Hmm, ideas please? Ohiya eh tapi tapi eh tapi kan ceritanya blog gua udah bener ya eh sekarang malah twitter gua deh jadi teble. Kenapa icon gua tautau ilang? Mana dari komputer sini gak bisa ngupload ke twitter, hmm kenapa ya? Apakah dia ada dendam sama twitter? Apakah twitter mengambil pacarnya? Rahasia alam, kawan. Oke jayus ah. Bicara jayus, kita mengutip jayusan Bintang:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;"Atas merah, bawah putih. Bendera!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;sama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;"Orangtua Bintang menciptakan Bintang dengan 2 pilihan. Kalo gak cantik, ya cantik banget."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Bisa-bisanya ya Tuhan menciptakan orang sejayus itu, ahahaha. Ampun deh Binteeng Binteng. Paling males itu yang pas gua wall &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;"ih bintang ppnya sok cantik giiiitu deh"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;eh dijawabnya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;"cantik? uups, bukan gue yang bilang ya!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; astagaaa tobat gua punya temen kayak lo tang ahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Ehm apa lagi ya. Oooh gua jadi keranjingan Paramore mai fren. Dri kemaren rasanya di kepala tuh Paramore Paramore Paramore Paramore Paramore Paramore Paramore Paramore Paramore hmmm new obsession, tampaknya. Setelah gua terobsesi Taylor Swift, Lady Gaga, sekarang Paramore. Ignorance, astaga gua cinta itu lagu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Eeeeeeh serius twitter gua kenapaaaa?? Malesin banget ah mana gambar poohnya udah gua delete lagi ck. Hm ntar dulu ya, ntar post lagi deh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-6952400362246159900?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/6952400362246159900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=6952400362246159900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/6952400362246159900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/6952400362246159900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/09/setelah-sekian-lama.html' title='Setelah sekian lama'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-7422475890016502682</id><published>2009-09-17T19:52:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:54:33.558+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><title type='text'>I. Completely. Forgot.</title><content type='html'>Ok so this is a very late HAPPY 1ST BIRTHDAY for my dearest blog. I just realized that my very first post was in August 2008, and now it's September 2009 already!&lt;br /&gt;Well, better late than not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, Blog...ie. Ok that was a stupid name. Hmm, what should I call it? Just remember, I don't have a name for my Flickr too. Is it important? Naaah, but I've already got a name for my future-to-be Lomo Super Sampler: Milo. Ahha, back to the topic. Happy birthday, blog. We've been through so much; laughs and tears, days and nights, and still, you're here. Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, happy birthday! Happy birthday! Happy 1 and about a month birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OK, ralat. Salah, ternyata ulangtahun blog gua adalah tanggal 1 September! Hmm, gak telat telat banget kan ya? Happy 1 and 16 days birthday!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-7422475890016502682?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/7422475890016502682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=7422475890016502682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7422475890016502682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7422475890016502682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-completely-forgot.html' title='I. Completely. Forgot.'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-7024598893381366478</id><published>2009-09-17T15:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T15:40:10.592+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOLIDAY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONGS'/><title type='text'>World of Chances</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;by Demi Lovato. Written by Demi Lovato and JOHN MAYER. Yes, I've finally got her second album Here We Go Again and I love like, every single word in it :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a face for a smile you know&lt;br /&gt;A shame you waste it when you're breaking me slowly but&lt;br /&gt;I've got a world of chances for you&lt;br /&gt;I've got a world of chances for you&lt;br /&gt;I've got a world of chances&lt;br /&gt;Chances that you're burning through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a paper and pen&lt;br /&gt;I got to write you goodbye and that's when I know&lt;br /&gt;I've got a world of chances for you&lt;br /&gt;I've got a world of chances for you&lt;br /&gt;I've got a world of chances&lt;br /&gt;Chances that you're burning through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm going my own way&lt;br /&gt;My faith has lost its strength again&lt;br /&gt;And oh it's been too hard to say&lt;br /&gt;We've fallen off the edge again&lt;br /&gt;We're at an end&lt;br /&gt;We're at an end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll call me someday&lt;br /&gt;Hear the operator say the number's no good and that&lt;br /&gt;She had a world of chances for you&lt;br /&gt;She had a world of chances for you&lt;br /&gt;She had a world of chances&lt;br /&gt;Chances you were burning through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chances you were burning through&lt;br /&gt;Chances you were burning through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a face for a smile you know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-7024598893381366478?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/7024598893381366478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=7024598893381366478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7024598893381366478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7024598893381366478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/09/world-of-chances.html' title='World of Chances'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-8269501858588141729</id><published>2009-09-17T14:24:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:27:12.844+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EXPERIENCE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE STORY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>With Texts Come Crazy Things</title><content type='html'>I'm addicted to texting. I know it's not good, but oh whatever. Yes I text like everybody in this planet. I got about 2770 texts in my inbox, but I've deleted some of it until the amount of 1800, then at this very moment I have 2305.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, from texting I've got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;a "boyfriend"&lt;/b&gt; ahhaaaaaa oh wait, he's from Hendy. Oh, well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;a fireworks company&lt;/b&gt; called PT API VENGEANCE FT NCHAA. Yes, you can tell it comes from texting with Ravi. With Ravi come &lt;i&gt;really crazy&lt;/i&gt; things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;an "on-and-off boyfriend number two"&lt;/b&gt; ahhaaaaaaaa hey I suddenly miss him. Well, we all miss him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uuuumm with texts come bad things too. It happened to me, twice. Well, we've forgot it already and everybody's everyone's good friend now :) But, hey I'm gonna talk about my girl. She did what I did too, she got the same texts like I got. But she doesn't get the same end like I got. She is now in the middle of it, and all I wanna say is I love you girl, I always do. You can tell me anything you want, but sorry if I can't give you any good advice. I wish I can help you, I really really want to. You know who you are, just wanna let you know that I always get your back sis :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-8269501858588141729?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/8269501858588141729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=8269501858588141729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8269501858588141729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8269501858588141729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/09/with-texts-come-crazy-things.html' title='With Texts Come Crazy Things'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-4539252013094859882</id><published>2009-09-17T12:41:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T12:57:45.761+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOLIDAY'/><title type='text'>One of those bad days; so far</title><content type='html'>OK &lt;strong&gt;one.&lt;/strong&gt; My throat hurts like hell&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why, it's been like this since yesterday, but today it's getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;two.&lt;/strong&gt; I can't talk.&lt;br /&gt;Or sing. Or even cough. I don't have my voice anymore, ck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;three.&lt;/strong&gt; I just realized that I left my flashdisk at home.&lt;br /&gt;I am now in my grandma's house, Kebayoran. Hmm, what a smart girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;four.&lt;/strong&gt; The internet's being so lame.&lt;br /&gt;I know there's something wrong with this computer, and I know what. The games my sisters downloaded, it's still here, waiting to be uninstalled. I uninstalled some of it a few weeks ago, but now I can't remember where to uninstalled it. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's still 1 p.m. and I've already got 4 bad things happened today. Oh wait, and then there's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;five.&lt;/strong&gt; This computer hasn't got Adobe Photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;Uuuuuuuurgh another download, another lame computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;six.&lt;/strong&gt; I STILL couldn't get the Sony Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;I want it sooooooo baaaaaaaad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think that's all. So far. Just wanna keep in touch :)&lt;br /&gt;Bye guys, gonna go read Jason Mraz's blog :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-4539252013094859882?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/4539252013094859882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=4539252013094859882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/4539252013094859882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/4539252013094859882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-of-those-bad-days-so-far.html' title='One of those bad days; so far'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-8618381847684955295</id><published>2009-08-22T13:08:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T13:16:01.686+07:00</updated><title type='text'>All-American Rejects</title><content type='html'>Another concert that I missed. Astaga gua gak pernah sesedih ini cuma gara-gara gak bisa nonton konser tapi YAAMPUN BAYANGKAN PEOPLE &lt;strong&gt;TYSON SAMA NICK&lt;/strong&gt; astagaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Gua lupa selupa-lupanya lupa kalo tiap 17 an itu biasanya ada konser dan pas tanggal 16 dikasih tau kakak gua dan ternyata wooooooh TYSON SAMA NICK mai fren behh kacau banget sumpah sampe sekarang gua masih gak tega mau liat videonya waktu live di istora sakingan sakit hati hahahaha eh tapi serius beneran. Masalahnya kemaren tuh pas tanggal 15 nya masih inget banget tuh gua nonton MTV Hits dan dateng-dateng langsung diputer enem-enemnya hitsnya All-American Rejects BERURUTAN dan sampe sekarang kerjaan gua masih nyanyi-nyanyi itu mulu aduuuuuh. I WANNA ROCK tour, aduh gak ada jadwal ke Indonesianya sekali lagi ya? :'''''''((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Api makasih ya yang kemaren haha kayaknya plong gitu kalo udah cerita sama lo. Peelo juga makasih ya Ellen juga ehm walaupun lo malah jadi gak nyambung ck hahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-8618381847684955295?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/8618381847684955295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=8618381847684955295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8618381847684955295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8618381847684955295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-american-rejects.html' title='All-American Rejects'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-6138335251381230004</id><published>2009-08-08T22:31:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T19:18:51.858+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE STORY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONGS'/><title type='text'>Here We Go Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;By Demi Lovato. In her new album "Here We Go Again". I want it sooooo baaaaaad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I throw all of your stuffs away&lt;br /&gt;Then I clear you out of my head&lt;br /&gt;I tear you out of my heart&lt;br /&gt;And ignore all your messages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tell everyone we are through&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm so much better without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's just another pretty lie cause I break down&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you come around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-oh o-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So how did you get here under my skin?&lt;br /&gt;I swore that I'd never let you back in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should've known better&lt;br /&gt;Than trying to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause here we go, go, go again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardest I try I know I can't quit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something about you is so addictive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're falling together&lt;br /&gt;You'd think that by now I'd know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause here we go, go, go again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know what you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you never say what you mean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I start to go insane&lt;br /&gt;Everytime that you look at me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only hear half of what I say&lt;br /&gt;And you're always showing up too late&lt;br /&gt;And I know that I should say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But it's no use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't be with or without you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-oh o-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So how did you get here under my skin?&lt;br /&gt;I swore that I'd never let you back in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should've known better&lt;br /&gt;Than trying to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause here we go, go, go again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardest I try I know I can't quit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something about you is so addictive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're falling together&lt;br /&gt;You'd think that by now I'd know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause here we go, go, go again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;And again&lt;br /&gt;And again&lt;br /&gt;And again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I threw all of your stuffs away&lt;br /&gt;And I cleared you out of my head&lt;br /&gt;And I tore you out of my heart&lt;br /&gt;O-oh o-oh&lt;br /&gt;O-oh o-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So how did you get here under my skin?&lt;br /&gt;I swore that I'd never let you back in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should've known better&lt;br /&gt;Than trying to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause here we go, go, go again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardest I try I know I can't quit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something about you is so addictive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're falling together&lt;br /&gt;You'd think that by now I'd know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause here we go, go, go again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again&lt;br /&gt;Should've known better&lt;br /&gt;Tahn trying to let you go&lt;br /&gt;Cause here we go, go, go again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again and again and again and again&lt;br /&gt;And again and again and again and again&lt;br /&gt;And again and again and again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-6138335251381230004?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/6138335251381230004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=6138335251381230004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/6138335251381230004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/6138335251381230004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/08/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here We Go Again'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-7902332995432508129</id><published>2009-08-08T21:32:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T22:02:49.372+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><title type='text'>Ehm</title><content type='html'>gua mau cerita apa ya. Ini MENGESALKAN SEKALI SIH FACEBOOKNYA MUNCUL TERUS GUA JADI GAK ADA INSPIRASI NIH CK. Ehm pokoknyaaaaaa eeeeeem oh gua baru sadar kalo gua nge post blog dengan label SPARE TIME, pasti kea kalo gua lagi telfonan sama siapaaa gitu. Ya gak sih? Yang sering ato pernah telfonan ama gua, angkat tangan. Katakan bagaimana menurutmu, kawan. Soalnyaa eeemmmm rasanya kalo gua lagi pengen nge post tapi gak ada something buat di post pasti gua cuma ngetik apa yang popped in di kepala gua. Kayak ini nih the whole "postingan-spare-time-gua-isinya-kayak-kalo-gua-lagi-nelfon" thing. Baru aja muncul di kepala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! This was just in too. &lt;strong&gt;Masa gua bete mai fren&lt;/strong&gt;. Em yaaa orang orang bete all the time, tapi gua, seorang gua biasanya jarang bete. Harusnya. Gak tau juga sih. Pokoknya ehm gara-gara.... em ya gitu deh aduh gak tau lagi mau nulis apa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend guys :) yang nonton Java Rockin' Land, you sure do have a great weekend. Haha gua dendam banget ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-7902332995432508129?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/7902332995432508129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=7902332995432508129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7902332995432508129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7902332995432508129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/08/ehm.html' title='Ehm'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-6035191314267218236</id><published>2009-08-08T20:09:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T20:28:08.901+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EXPERIENCE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>Java Rockin' Land 2009</title><content type='html'>Oh my goat gua pengen nonton bangeeeeeeeeeet nget nget bangeeeeeeeet dan sekarang udah kelewatan huahuahua eh tapi besok masih bisa nonton Pee Wee Gaskins sama Goodnight Electric tapi mau nonton &lt;strong&gt;Secondhand Serenade&lt;/strong&gt; itu hari ini udah lewat belom yah sekarang yah pokoknya gua gak bisa nonton huahuaaaa pengen nontoooooooooooonnnn aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Ya ampun gua pengen banget nonton itu tapi &lt;strong&gt;TIDAK BOLEH&lt;/strong&gt; mai fren sama PAPAKU MAMAKU AYAH BUNDA LALALALA BUNDA PIARA AKAN DAKU SEHINGGA AKU BESARLAH aduh jadi otis begini sih eror sakingan desperate banget mengetahui kalo gua udah gak da kesempatan menonton itu Secondhand Serenade masa iya gua mau nelfon sana sini nanya "EH TAU GAK YANG MASIH JUAL TIKET JAVA ROCKIN LAND YANG TANGGAL LAPAN GUA MAU BELI BERAPA AJA DEH TERUS MAU LANGSUNG CABUT KESANA NIH CEPETAN DONG KEBURU SECONDHAND SERENADE NIH" hahaha lucu lo lucu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intinya adalah ya ampun gua amat sangat bersedih sekali mai fren tidak bisa pergi kesana padahal ada Bonbon Bhiga Ega eh gatau deng Ega boleh pergi apa nggak kan dia abis nabrak anak kecil hahahaha kemaren Jumat Ega sial banget ya Ga udah telat 2 kali mana nyaris digodain ama Billy ckck kemaren Ega jadi ngabur gak ya penasaran gua ck. Oh pokoknya gitu deh. Tadinya tuh adikku dan kakakku saudaraku pada mau nonton eh TIDAK BOLEH karena acaranya itu di Carnaval Beach ntar takutnya nyemplungg. Salah deng, ntar takutnya &lt;strong&gt;rusuh&lt;/strong&gt; gitu deh yaaa namanya ada Slank ya tau kan gimana fans fans nya Slank itu kan pada ehm agak sedikit terlalu amat gak nyantai gitu ya ih kenapa sih ya. Yaudah jadi gantinya gua bakal nonton &lt;strong&gt;Java Soulnation Festival&lt;/strong&gt; ntar September. Eh, kalo gak salah sih september. Pokoknya kakak sepupu ghua udah beli tiketnya, gua belom ntar beli deh pokoknya. Sementara menunggu Soulnation datang, gua cuma bisa memalingkan wajah dengan pedih (asik, haha) tiap kali liat spanduk nya Rockin Land oh Gooooood aku pingin nonton huahuaaaaa :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temani aku ke Soulnation ya kawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh maaf ya blog gua membosankan background dan banner dan segala macemnya. Maleeeees banget rasanya mau ngubah tuh. Ntar deh kapan-kapan kalo mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke oke have a great weekend, gorgeous :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-6035191314267218236?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/6035191314267218236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=6035191314267218236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/6035191314267218236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/6035191314267218236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/08/java-rockin-land-2009.html' title='Java Rockin&apos; Land 2009'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-1617723519513117484</id><published>2009-08-02T15:51:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T16:49:20.567+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>Love Letter</title><content type='html'>Yah jadi gua tau Trissi udah ngepost tentang ini tapi tetep aja gua mau ngepost tentang ini juga sakingan gua senaaang sekali hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Ehm oke jadi begini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa hari terakhir ini ada banyak surat cinta bertebaran di kelas 9. Also known as, &lt;strong&gt;secret admirer&lt;/strong&gt;. Gue dapet, Dendy dapet, Dwima juga dapet. Punya Dendy, behhh 9aH0LzZzt,, abis. Ngakak gua bacanya. Panya Dwima berbunyi &lt;strong&gt;to: Dwima Hamid TJOKRONEGORO&lt;/strong&gt; gua bahagia bangeeet dengernya hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke pokoknya intinya kesiaaan Dwipa tidak punya secret admirer haha terus gua sebagai teman yang sangat berbaik hati dan tidak sombong, lucu lagipula pintar, rajin menabung dan bijaksana, berniat membuatkan surat cinta buat Dwipa. Terus saat gua mengajukan ide itu ke Dwipa, langsung diberi persetujuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehm akhirnya pulang sekolah tiba dan karena waktu itu hari Jumat gua langsung disuruh announcement buat rapat "attention please to all OSIS committee please gather in the meeting room right now thank you". Rapat Agustusan. Nah di dalam rapat itulah Dwipa pindah duduk sebelah gua terus kita mulai membuat itu surat cinta. Masalahnya adalah, tau-tau gua kena writer's block. Gak maju-maju itu sirat sampe akhirnya Dwipa pergi. Sampe rapat selesai juga, gak maju-maju. Untungnya, ada Trissi ama Fira yang siap membantu kapan pun dimana pun. Singkat kata bla bla bla surat itu akhirnya jadi, walaupun Fira pulang di tengah tengah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehm, kami berusaha membuatnya segaul mungkin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Kak Dwipa, my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey pangeranku iang ganteng, aku mau jujur samz kakak.I loph yeu, hahags! Ouwh ya,mungkin kakak viqir aku suka'a xma Kak Oris, tapz sebener'a hati kciilku mengatakan bahwa kakaklah iang bisa menarikperhatianku. Rasa'a, tyap liad kakak aku diterpa badai asmara hingga jatuh ke jurang cinta iang paling dalam. Navasku terhenti s'tiap kakak lewad. Jantungku berhenti berdetax melihat kakak t'tawa s'tiap berhasil masukin bolak ring.&lt;br /&gt;Kak, aku suka kakak. Gax bosen-bosen aku ngomong gini. Kata 'suka' itu gax ckup buad ngejelasin p'rasaanku k kakak. Kak, aku mau jadi ce kakak, boleh?&lt;br /&gt;Aku tunggu di mushola LIA pulang scoll. Xndiri ya?&lt;br /&gt;Aku: rambut hitam panjang berkilau bawa bungkus Sunsilk sachetan warna ungu sama mochi boleh nyolong.&lt;br /&gt;Klu kakak emang jodoh aku, tw mochi bakal diikhlasin xma iang jual.&lt;br /&gt;Skian kak.&lt;br /&gt;Luv yeu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM YOUR'S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*saiiangkakakahongsangad!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto original handwritingnyaada di blognya Trissiiiii :) laptop gua gak bisa buat upload anything uuuuuuugggh. Berikut dengan alat-alat kejahatan dan foto ketiga tersangka yang bermoto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Menyerang dengan kata-kata, pensil, penghapusdan AXE CHOCOLATE!"&lt;/strong&gt; p.s. axe chocolate nya dapet nyolong punya dwimaaa :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh. Extra story! My sister, Dinche. She's now in her new high school in Depok, Cakra Buana. MOS nya, asiiiiik hahaha kemaren diceritain. Jadi dia tuh disuruh pake bot kuning, terus rambut dikuncir 9, dan segala macem atribut lainnya sebagaimana layaknya MOS. Name tag mesti depan belakang, dan fotonya seru abis hahaha disuruh foto lengkap dengan atribut bot kuning segala macem itu, diatas itu tuh mainan gajah-gajahan yang di mall yang bisa jalan jalan muter mall itu tuh hahahahaha gua ketaaaawa dengernya mesti naik itu coba malu abis kaco beud hahah mana dia fotonya di MKG behh. Asik deh. Aduh pokoknya ntar SMA gua OSIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye people, have a nice day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-1617723519513117484?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/1617723519513117484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=1617723519513117484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1617723519513117484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1617723519513117484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-letter.html' title='Love Letter'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-8795406952236161401</id><published>2009-07-18T23:04:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T23:24:12.895+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh God they're my damn FRIENDS</title><content type='html'>BARU INGET tadi eh apa kemaren ya lupa deh yah pokoknya gua dikasih tau sepupu gua yang masih berstatus pelajar di SD Al-azhar Syifa Budi Legenda [mengingat adek gua udah bukan(udah biru ceritanya, banggaaaaa)] tentang MOS di SMP nya. Gak tau gimana lah, pokoknya katanya yang ngurusin itu si anak-anak otis temen gua SD itu si &lt;strong&gt;Bentang&lt;/strong&gt; ama &lt;strong&gt;Renggi&lt;/strong&gt; itu anak-anak setan itu. Becanda kawan, jangan marah yah ntar repot lagi urusannya. Nah iya oke terus ceritanya tuh sepupu gua si Pungki lagi olahraga tuh ya, terus dia liat anak-anak MOSnya itu pada ke lapangan. Katanya behh gilak asik banget dandanannya. Cowoknya pada dikuncir gitu pake pita mana pada pake lipstik pink sama eye shadow hahaaaaa gilak parah banget tuh OSISnya aduuuh temen guaaaa. Terus belt nya diganti tali sepatu warna pink gitu. Kalo yang cewek sih gak parah banget kan pada pake kerudung yah nah terus pada disuruh pake KACAMATA RENANG hahahahahah sumpah temen gua yah itu temen gua gilak banget ih tapi asik bangeeet gua juga mau nge MOS kayak gitu seru kaliiii gua pengeeeeen abis kemaren MOS nya gak seruuu cuma bagian surat cintanya doang hahaaaa kocak kocak pake badai cinta badai cintaan segala terus gua dapet dari si itu tuh ahahahahahaha bangga banget sih gua dipuji plesternya hahaha anak bego abangnya gak ngajarin bikin surat cinta nih woooo ega. Em oke pokoknya kemaren MOS nya gak boleh aneh-aneh gitu deh ama yayasan najis banget yah yayasan aneh masa ruang dance dikasih jendela, gimana siiiih. 4 taun kita tuh minta CERMIN bukan KACA. Minta cermin di dindingnya gitu buat ngeliat gerakan sendiri malah dikasih KACA biar bisa diintip orang-orang dari luar itu maksudnya apaaaaaaaaa coba. Oh pokoknya gua ngiri huaaaaa gua mau MOS kayak mereka beneran seru kali. Ntar SMA jadi OSIS lagi ah hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-8795406952236161401?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/8795406952236161401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=8795406952236161401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8795406952236161401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8795406952236161401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-god-theyre-my-damn-friends.html' title='Oh God they&apos;re my damn FRIENDS'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-7812779245116726109</id><published>2009-07-18T22:04:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:25:53.125+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss me?</title><content type='html'>Sakingan ceritanya gua sok banget gak masuk dari Selasa dan kayaknya bakal baru masuk Selasa depan ini, kemaren tuh orang-orang pada gua smsin (kecuali Pero Bonbon yang gua gak yakin nomernya sama Dendeeeeh yang hpnya katanya layarnya jadi pelangi ato apalah mereka gua wall) ehm gua sms in &lt;strong&gt;"miss me miss me?"&lt;/strong&gt; dan apparently semuanya pada miss me aduh gua jadi terharu. Oh dan karena gua ngirim tuh sms dan wall gua jadi membantu mereka improve their English haha karena jawabnya pada pake Inggris gua juga gak ngerti hubungannya apa. Oh kecuali Dwipa yang singkat padat dan jelas jawabnya "iye, lu kenapa sih?". Dwima bilang "iya I miss you, eh lo masuk kapan sih?" Irena: "ehm just a little" Bonita: "yes I miss you very berry strawberry" Pero: "MISS YOU SO MUCH" Darenth: "Maybe yes, maybe no" tapi akhirnya "iya deh I miss you" haha kalo kemaren tuh pas lagi otisan "orang-orang pada merindukan sosok seorang gua". Ehm yaaa pokoknya ntar gua mau menanyakan "miss me?" ke lebih banyak orang. Wah jadi project gini. Bodo. Ntar ah, kalo telfonan ama sapa yaaaa enaknya. Ohiya ama Ncang biar ampe 2 jam lagi hahaaa gilak. Oh, Ellen deh. Ato Bulan. Kapan deh kalo mood. Oke deh dadah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: "Miss me?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-7812779245116726109?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/7812779245116726109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=7812779245116726109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7812779245116726109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/7812779245116726109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/07/miss-me.html' title='Miss me?'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-4825866614997814568</id><published>2009-07-18T21:57:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:00:01.824+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes (?)</title><content type='html'>It's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Babyyyyy"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What on Earth--Oh my Goooood"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. Don't know. Just currently saying those words. GUA BOSENNN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-4825866614997814568?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/4825866614997814568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=4825866614997814568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/4825866614997814568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/4825866614997814568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/07/quotes.html' title='Quotes (?)'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-2047902512473316390</id><published>2009-07-15T16:36:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T16:58:58.739+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><title type='text'>What I hate from being sick is...</title><content type='html'>being sick on the FIRST DAYS OF SCHOOL. It sucks a lot. Ah males pake Inggris. Manohara lagi aja ah, diselip selip gitu. Ehm jadiiii boseeeeen bangeeeeet. Jadi dari Minggu tuh badan gua udah panas, tapi Seninnya paksain seolah sakingan hari pertama gitu loh kan there's always something interesting di hari pertama. &lt;strong&gt;9A :)&lt;/strong&gt; padahal gua gak boleh ketawa-ketawa tuh malah ketawa mulu gara-gara si &lt;strong&gt;MR LUX&lt;/strong&gt; hhahahahahaha giiila kocak abis tuh orang nah pas pulangnya juga Bonita dengan menajiskannya nyanyi keras-keras DATANGLAAAAAH KEDATANGANMUUUUU KUUU TUNGGUUUUU TLAAAAH LAAMAAAAAA KEDATANGANMUUUU KUUUU TUNGGUUUU SEKIIAAAN LAAMAAAA AKUUUU MEENUNGGUUUUU UNTUUUUK apa lagi lah gua lupa pokoknya dia nyanyi itu keras-keras dengan suara yang sumpah cempreng abis malu gua bon temenan ama lu ampe adek gua ngakak ngakak sendiri tau gak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya abis hari Senin itu, Selasa paginya badan gua panas abis sama nyesek dikit jadi diputuskanlah gua gak masuk. Nah pas siangnya tuh badan gua udah dingin lagi, udah gak papa cuman nyeseknya masih. Terus gua tidurjam 12 an, pas bangun giiiiileeeeee panas gua naik tinggi banget pokoknya panas banget deh lemes. Bangun tuh jam setengah 4 gara-gara guru piano gua udah dateng. Jadi gua latihan piano dulu terus makan siang di tempat tidur langsung buru-buru minum obat. Abis itu langsung disuruh tidur padahal gua udah gak ngantuk lagi tapi tetep disuruh selimutan biar keringetan. Yaudah sambil mainan sama adek-adek gua sambil smsan deh sama Dwima dan lain-lain yang berakhir ke pernyataan bahwa obat gua udah gua cekokin ke ayam tetangga. Kayak tetangga gua punya ayam aja, ayamnya kan udah mati berapa taun lalu tuh 3 hari setelh dia nyasar ke rumah gua dan gua kasih nama Lolo haha ketabrak mobil dia. God bless you, Lo. Ehm back to the topic jadi tadi malem gua udah keringetan badan gua udah dingin ehhhhh tadi pagi bangun asma gua totally kumat behh gak jadi masuk lagi deh males banget gua. Bosen banget makanya hari ini seharian di depan tv mulu nontoooooon doang kerjaannya yaudah online deh. Udah ah gak mood&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-2047902512473316390?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/2047902512473316390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=2047902512473316390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/2047902512473316390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/2047902512473316390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-i-hate-from-being-sick-is.html' title='What I hate from being sick is...'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-8432538682296608936</id><published>2009-06-27T16:13:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:20:43.318+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOLIDAY'/><title type='text'>Anyer oh Anyer, Bali oh Bali</title><content type='html'>Emang yah kalo liburan gini yang namanya ke &lt;strong&gt;PANTAI &lt;/strong&gt; itu paling asoy geboy. Entah kenapa gua cinta banget sama yang namanya pantai. Gunung, gak tertarik. Ngapain di gunung? Nanjaknya bikin capek, turunnya bikin jantungan. Udah dingin, palingan cuman naik kuda doang. Okelah emang seger banget udaranya. Tapi karena segernya itulah mai fren, secara yah gua kan asma jadi tiap pagi mesti bangun pagi-pagi digeret Mama ke luar jalan-jalan pagi ngirup udara segar gitu ceritanya. Nah namanya di gunung itu kan &lt;strong&gt;dingin sekali&lt;/strong&gt; mai fren, apalagi kalo PAGI-PAGI. Tega sekali si tante, menyeret gua yang lagi asik-asik tidur dengan alasan menyelamatkan paru-paru gua yang bahkan sedang normal normal aja tuh, malah dibawa keluar pagi-pagi jadi serasa kena paru-paru basah. Entah deh rasanya paru-paru basah itu gimana. Oh, tapi gua mau diajak ke gunung kalo sogokannya berendem air panas. Yang kayak di Ciapalahnamanyaitu banyak banget daerah berawalan Ci di negara ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah in the middle of this freakin boring holiday, satu-satunya hal yang bikin gua bertahan gak mati bosen sampe sekarang adalah fakta bahwa KATANYA minggu depan om tante sepupu gua yang di Bali mau dateng dan kita pada mau jalan ke Anyer. Tadinya kitanya yang mau nyusul ke Bali (kata Eyang biar Aldo naik pesawat, mending dia ngerti) tapi ternyata gak dapet hotel, semua penuh sampe tanggal 16. Emang kalo ke Bali itu sebenernya sih gua udah bosen (asik ngomongnya sok) jadi gua lebih suka ke Anyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke jadi tadi gua disuruh meng Google (I'm freakin in love with Google, don't know why)hotel yang ada di Anyer yang deket sama pantai. Karena oh karena, Presidential Suite di Marbella cuma bisa buat semalem doang. Sama aja boong lah ke Anyer cuma nginep semalem, tapi susahnya adalah kita nyari yang ada at least 4 bedrooms sakingan ada berapa orang nih. 1, 2 + 7, + 2, + 4 =.... 16 orang. Susah men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah ah males ceritanya. Emm baru nyadar dari tadi gua ngomong sok sok disisipin English nya gitu. Cinta Laura wannabe. Eh, Manohara deh. Eh, yaaaaa mendingan yang mana deh Cinta Laura apa Manohara. Teserah okeh dadah muah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-8432538682296608936?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/8432538682296608936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=8432538682296608936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8432538682296608936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8432538682296608936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/06/anyer-oh-anyer-bali-oh-bali.html' title='Anyer oh Anyer, Bali oh Bali'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-5469668703883504580</id><published>2009-06-27T15:19:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T15:47:27.030+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY'/><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>This holiday is &lt;strong&gt;really really truly unbelievably extremely&lt;/strong&gt; (oke, lebay abis, gua tau)&lt;strong&gt;BORING&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan entah kenapa kerjaan gua tiap kali pasti promosi. Promosi Twitter, promosi Flickr, promosi blog, haha nyadar gak? Oh, kemaren abis disuruh Mama mempromosikan bisnis keluarga (baca: Disc Tarra), so here it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The world mourns for the loss of the Great King of Pop. Get your &lt;em&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/em&gt; albums in Disc Tarra at Emporium Pluit NOW!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke Ma, job well done. Sakingan kemaren gua disuruh kerja di Disc Tarra, gajinya cuman 400.000 sehari udah buat beli David Foster ama CD anak-anak buat Aldo (itu 285.000 sendiri men), kembaliannya disuruh balikin pula! Dimana keadilan, saudara! Yaaa okelah nonton Transformers Mama yang bayar tapi kan cuman 20.000. Popcornnya gua yang bayar. Orangtuaaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke, malah ngomongin ginian ntar gua diprotes lagi males ah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-5469668703883504580?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/5469668703883504580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=5469668703883504580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/5469668703883504580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/5469668703883504580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/06/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-2769245054728073129</id><published>2009-06-25T23:42:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:59:01.061+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>Dearest 8B :')</title><content type='html'>Begitu liburan kali ini selesai, gua bakal resmi jadi anak kelas 9. Berarti, bakal pisah sama anak-anak 8B. Huah gak mau gua GAK MAU udah nangis-nangis kemaren ama Bonita. Yah pokoknyaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8B, makasih yaa buat semuanya. Makasih udah jadi temen-temen sekelas yang kocak, gila, otis, semuanya deh. Bonita Chacha Vero Adam Darenth Dendy Dwipa, makasih udah jadi temen otisan hahahahaha. Jessica Gaby Indah Shearly makasih yah udah mau direpotin dengan dipinjem komiknya majalahnya segala macem. Sandra Bintang Mentari Angel, makasih udah mau jadi temen gua ngegosip gosip segala macem. Noni, makasih udah ngajarin gua tentang video segala macem. Widhi Nico, sama aja lu otisan juga bedua. Bayu Jorji, makasih BANYAK BANGET udah niupin itu plastik plastik jahanam dari CNS ampe leher gua ngilu mulu. Rama, makasih udah senantiasa memberi contekan ke gua heheheh oh dan mempelopori itu para peniup plastik jahanam. Tamma Aldo Tito, sama aja otis semua. &lt;strong&gt;Ms Serli&lt;/strong&gt;, huaaa maaf Mama belom sempet nengok. &lt;strong&gt; Mr Andre&lt;/strong&gt; maaf Ayah saya remed mulu hehe tapi naek kelas kaaaan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaaaa pokoknya gak kebayang gimana ntar udah bukan 8B lagi. ONce again thanks for everything, love youuuuuuuuuu muah muah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Tris I need a new chapter. NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-2769245054728073129?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/2769245054728073129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=2769245054728073129' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/2769245054728073129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/2769245054728073129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/06/dearest-8b.html' title='Dearest 8B :&apos;)'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-2645016375642857563</id><published>2009-06-25T23:27:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:37:08.956+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>Brothers</title><content type='html'>Just read Trissi's blog after a veeeeery very long time. That jerk part. Hahaaaaaaaa. Yeah that was pretty bad. I mean, I thought I could trust my own friends. Well, apparently not.&lt;br /&gt;Soooo; yeah, I've got lessons from that. Someone said to me "there are many kinds of friends in this world and you'll realize that not everyone is a good friend"&lt;br /&gt;Well I believe they &lt;strong&gt;were&lt;/strong&gt; good friends. They just, I don't know. We're still friends now, since they've apologized to me. But I think we'll got some problems with trust. I don't know. I've known them pretty much soooooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, I lost my brothers. And that one, the one that I loved so much for saying something just a couple of days before. Turns out I don't even think I could believe him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So! I only have one brother left. I realized he's so kind and he cares about things :) Hey it's not like I like him or something. Let's just hope he won't disappoint me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-2645016375642857563?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/2645016375642857563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=2645016375642857563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/2645016375642857563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/2645016375642857563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/06/brothers.html' title='Brothers'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-3686839534246471027</id><published>2009-06-25T19:09:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T22:56:59.822+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><title type='text'>Flickr</title><content type='html'>I'm kinda addicted to my Flickr nowadays. Since it's holiday and there's still one more week before we get going to Anyer so all I do is going online. Not good, I know. Jumping around between Facebook and Twitter to YouTube to Flickr then back to Twitter then Facebook again then Flickr then the last thing I know I'm Googling some so-not-important things. But tomorrow my Mom's gonna make me work on Disc Tarra. Plan: sneak out and watch 17 Again! Oooor Transformers? Transformers, Shia's better :) But Chris Pine is in Star Trek! Ok back to the topic: Flickr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: &lt;strong&gt;What is Flickr?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer  : &lt;strong&gt;Let's Google it.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm so full of Google right now. Yesterday my sister asked something to me and I was like "don't know. Just go Google it" and the other day she asked me another thing and I was like "I don't know, just Google it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so, depend on Wikipedia, Flickr is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;an image and video hosting website, web services suite, and online community platform. In addition to being a popular Web site for users to share personal photographs, the service is widely used by bloggers as a photo repository.[Corporate changes] As of June 2009[update], it claims to host more than 3.6 billion images.[Features], up from 3 billion in November of 2008 [controversy]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. I don't even really understand what's that supposed to mean. Oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm started to think about making the &lt;strong&gt;365 project&lt;/strong&gt; on Flickr. You know? It's a project where we have to take picture of ourselves EVERY SINGLE DAY for A WHOLE YEAR. Each day has its own picture, with its own theme. Whether it represents the whole day or it's an event on that day, or maybe just use your imagination a take a unique picture. I waaaaant to but 1) I don't have my own camera and 2) I don't go online that much on weekdays. And I get lazy most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaaand Twitter! People don't go online with Twitter that much :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok follow my Twitter http://www.twitter.com/Nchaa this freaking computer can't load a link in my blog&lt;br /&gt;And my Flickr http://www.flickr.com/photos/iamnchaa&lt;br /&gt;Thaaaaanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sorry if I made mistakes, REALLY feeling like doing this in English. Plus, my Mom told me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I was looking through the movie list on the theaters with my Dad and I said I wanna watch 17 Again and he said it's because I wanna see Zac Efron and I said I wanna watch Transformers 2 and he said I only wanna see Shia LaBeouf. Ok it's true hehheeeeeeh. And I was like "what's your problem dude?" Ok it's so not important. But I'm boooooooooooored and Ravi stopped texting me and Pero stopped chatting with me I have nothing to Google or to watch on YouTube and there's no new uploads on Flickr. Maaaaaan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-3686839534246471027?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/3686839534246471027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=3686839534246471027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/3686839534246471027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/3686839534246471027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/06/flickr.html' title='Flickr'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-1217935374337926734</id><published>2009-06-17T12:10:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T19:18:17.734+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONGS'/><title type='text'>A Drop in the Ocean</title><content type='html'>Totally in love with this song :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A drop in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;A change in the weather&lt;br /&gt;I was praying that you and me might end up together&lt;br /&gt;It's like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert&lt;br /&gt;But I'm holding you closer than most&lt;br /&gt;Cause you are my heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna waste the weekend&lt;br /&gt;If you don't love me, pretend a few more hours, then it's time to go&lt;br /&gt;And as my train rolls down the east coast I wonder how you keep warm&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to cry&lt;br /&gt;Too broken to move on&lt;br /&gt;And still I can't let you be&lt;br /&gt;Most nights I hardly sleep&lt;br /&gt;Don't take what you don't need from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a drop in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;A change in the weather&lt;br /&gt;I was praying that you and me might end up together&lt;br /&gt;It's like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert&lt;br /&gt;But I'm holding you closer than most&lt;br /&gt;Cause you are my heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misplaced trust and old friends&lt;br /&gt;Never counting regrets&lt;br /&gt;But a grace of God I do not rest at all&lt;br /&gt;In new England as the leaves change&lt;br /&gt;The last excuse that I'll claim, I was a boy who loved a woman like a little girl&lt;br /&gt;And still I can't let you be&lt;br /&gt;Most nights I hardly sleep&lt;br /&gt;Don't take what you don't need from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a drop in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;A change in the weather&lt;br /&gt;I was praying that you and me might end up together&lt;br /&gt;It's like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert&lt;br /&gt;But I'm holding you closer than most&lt;br /&gt;Cause you are my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven doesn't seem far away anymore no no&lt;br /&gt;Heaven doesn't seem far away&lt;br /&gt;Heaven doesn't seem far away anymore no no&lt;br /&gt;Heaven doesn't seem far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A drop in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;A change in the weather&lt;br /&gt;I was praying that you and me might end up together&lt;br /&gt;It's like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert&lt;br /&gt;But I'm holding you closer than most&lt;br /&gt;Cause you are my heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Drop in the Ocean" by Ron Pope :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-1217935374337926734?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/1217935374337926734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=1217935374337926734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1217935374337926734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/1217935374337926734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/06/drop-in-ocean.html' title='A Drop in the Ocean'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-9219375100856913350</id><published>2009-05-09T21:37:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:02:14.028+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY'/><title type='text'>:'(</title><content type='html'>Aku gak minta BB, aku gak minta ke KL. Papa suruh sharing suruh cerita-cerita ya aku cerita di sekolah banyak yang pake BB dan aku sukanya yang Curve tapi aku gak pernah minta dibeliin. Aku cerita Peelo ke KL padahal abis ngilangin hp 2 sama ipod 1 tapi aku gak pernah minta ke KL. Cuma cerita. Aku bilang aku mau kamera ya aku tau mahal makanya aku bilang yang second aja atau tunggu ulang tahun biar bisa request ke Akung. Papa suruh sharing tapi kalo aku cerita gak pernah nunjukin tanda-tanda tertarik. Aku bilang aku suka fotografi malah dibilang ngikutin temen-temen doang, gak punya passion sendiri, pengen keren bawa-bawa kamera kayak temen-temen. Aku bilang aku pengen belajar gitar, dibilang ngikutin Mbak Din doang. Mbak Din pianonya gini gini gini padahal duluan kamu lesnya segala macem. Aku pengen ngomong dari dulu tapi gak bisa, tiap kebayang ngomong gini pasti langsung nangis dan emang nyatanya begini kan jadinya aku kena siram dan cuman bisa melototin Papa doang sambil nangis dan akhirnya cuma berani tulis disini yang kemungkinan besar gak Papa baca. Akhirnya keluar semua dan Papa bahkan gak bakal tau jadi udah kayak orang bego nangis depan komputer tapi aku gak tau lagi mesti ngapain dan dibilang aku nggak peduli iya emang aku nggak peduli aku selfish segala macem aku cerita-cerita kok sama Mama sama Adek aku main sama Aldo ya mau cerita ke Papa kayak Papa bakal interest gitu? Kalo cerita temen-temenku autis di sekolah mukanya malah ngeremehin, cerita temenku ada yang beli ini dikira aku minta, cerita temenku ada yang pergi kesini dikira aku pengen ke sana, nggak kok, nggak pernah. Iya emang aku pengen, tapi ya maksudnya kapan kek. Ya gak usah dalam waktu deket lah, hidup masih lama, kalo perlu ntar kalo aku udah kerja atau gimana, aku gak minta ke Papa. Ngomongin apa gitu yang mahal sedikit, dibilang cara hidupnya jadi konsumtif, pergaulannya lah, terus nyalahin temen-temenku ya aku gak pernah suka temen-temenku disalahin selama ini begitu terus kan? Aku cuma cerita, gak pernah bilang kalo aku pengen hambur-hamburin duit gitu nonton ini beli itu pergi kesana, gak, gak pernah. Ya Papa kan taunya aku yang jelek-jelek doang. Nilaiku jelek, gak pernah main sama Aldo sama Adek, gak pernah cerita-cerita segala macem yang ada aku tuh baca mulu internet mulu sibuk sendiri gak pernah peduli orang lain egois. Tau ah mau nulis apa lagi. Capek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-9219375100856913350?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/9219375100856913350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=9219375100856913350' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/9219375100856913350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/9219375100856913350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=':&apos;('/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234248313327896573.post-8926515657456212035</id><published>2009-05-03T14:00:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T14:09:47.311+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPARE TIME'/><title type='text'>May, Day Three - Seriously Terribly Bored</title><content type='html'>Texts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: Iicha *03; Trissi; Ellen *07; Irena *05&lt;br /&gt;Ada yang mau ke PIM gak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Iicha *03&lt;br /&gt;Nggaaaak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: Iicha *03&lt;br /&gt;Ah gak seru lu gua bosen banget nih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Iicha *03&lt;br /&gt;Ya lo gak ngomong dari tadi pagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: Iicha *03&lt;br /&gt;Ya tadi pagi kan gua masih fain fain aja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldinindya Aisha Kristanti&lt;br /&gt;Bon gua bosen bangeeeeeet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonita Rachel&lt;br /&gt;Ya jalan lahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldinindya Aisha Kristanti&lt;br /&gt;Ya ini gua udah deket banget ama pim ajak sapa kek Bon buat jalan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonita Rachel&lt;br /&gt;Yahh lo gak main ke rumah gua cha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldinindya Aisha Kristanti&lt;br /&gt;Gua lagi di kebayoran, kalo gua di rumah sih udah ke rumah lo daritadi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldinindya&lt;br /&gt;Gila gua bosen bangeeeeeet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bentang&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldinindya&lt;br /&gt;Gua pengen jalaaaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bentang&lt;br /&gt;Ya jalan lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldinindya&lt;br /&gt;Gak ada yang mau diajak jalan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bentang&lt;br /&gt;Hahaahahaha tergantung amal ibadah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God everybody's being such       today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2234248313327896573-8926515657456212035?l=whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/feeds/8926515657456212035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2234248313327896573&amp;postID=8926515657456212035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8926515657456212035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2234248313327896573/posts/default/8926515657456212035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnchaawantstosay.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-day-three-seriously-terribly-bored.html' title='May, Day Three - Seriously Terribly Bored'/><author><name>Nchaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336778882811759007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpRg8WYYPok/StnYzC3PbOI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZ4--xQiEFs/S220/IMG_0862.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
