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panjang&lt;/blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -mario teguh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object align="middle" height="50" width="150"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://muzicons.com/musicon_v_srv_new.swf" width="150" height="50" menu="false" quality="high"  align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="&amp;nomuz=muzicon%20unavailable&amp;site=http://muzicons.com/&amp;icon_pic=11.png&amp;music_file=http://www.theaudioperv.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/black_heart_inertia.mp3&amp;bg_color=73cac5&amp;type_of_clip=whith_bar&amp;text_color=FFFFFF&amp;text_message=Valentine" wmode="transparent" menu="false" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://muzicons.com/" style="color: #73cac5; font-size: 11px;" 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kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-8742424778469057698</id><published>2011-07-29T04:10:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T16:11:10.295+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cakrawala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object align="middle" height="50" width="150"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://muzicons.com/musicon_v_srv_new.swf" width="150" height="50" menu="false" quality="high"  align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="&amp;nomuz=muzicon%20unavailable&amp;site=http://muzicons.com/&amp;icon_pic=12.png&amp;music_file=http://thecalendaroffun.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/06-anything-you-want.mp3&amp;bg_color=656565&amp;type_of_clip=whith_bar&amp;text_color=FFFFFF&amp;text_message=Poker+Face" wmode="transparent" menu="false" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://muzicons.com/" style="font-size: 11px;" target="_blank"&gt;Muzicons.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cakrawala. gue suka banget sama kata ini, walaupun gatau arti sebenernya. tapi kalo gue denger kata ini gue kebayangnya itu gue dibawa ke suatu ketinggian dan disitu gue ngamatin semuanya dari atas,gue ngeliat semuanya, dari rumah gue, sekolah gue, jalanan yang sering gue lewatin, atau bahkan tempat tempat yang masih asing sama gue, pokoknya semuanya, dari atas. gue ngeliat gimana orang orang hidup dan saling komunikasi, gue ngamatin bagaimana orang orang menjalani hidupnya, gue mau bisa liat semuanya, dari yang bagus-bagus, keren-keren, sampe yang busuk-busuknya. emang sih kesannya stalker abis wkwkwk tapi gue pengen tahu aja gimana orang lain ngejalanin hidupnya, gue pengen tau gimana nelayan ngarungin laut yang segitu gedenya, gue pengen liat gimana petani petani bisa bikin sawah yang lebar bgt, gue pengen liat gimana kehidupan pilot pilot dari yang masih luntang luntung di jalanan sampe bisa nerbangin orang orang pake pesawat.tapi gue ga mau cuma bisa ngeliat, gue pengen bisa merasakan juga apa yang mereka rasakan (berasa professor x banget ) gue pengen tau apa yang nelayan nelayan rasain pas mereka terdampar dilautan yang segitu besarnya, dan ngeliat gimana matahari terbit seutuhnya, ngeliat gimana kerennya kalo cahaya matahari menyinari semua lautan itu. gue pengen tau gimana perasaannya petani pas berdiri di sawahnya, memandang sekeliling ngeliat gimana ijo dan subur suburnya padi padi yang dia tanam, ngeliat bagaimana tumbuhan tumbuhan itu terayun ayun sama angin sepoy sepoy. gue pengen tau apa yang pilot rasain saat pertama kali bisa ngebawa diri jauuuuh tinggi ke langit, sejajar dengan burung2 dan ngeliat view kota dari atas. mantap pasti seru abis. intinya sih gue mengartikan cakrawala sebagai melihat, mengamati dan merasakan kehidupan dari jangkauan pandangan yang luas,baik hidup kita atau orang orang&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;how about you? what do you think about this word?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cakrawala:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; lengkung langit;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; langit (tempat bintang-bintang); &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;3 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;peredaran bintang di langit (kerap pula berarti sbg bintang di langit);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; kaki langit; tepi langit; batas pemandangan; horizon; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;ki&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; jangkauan pandangan: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;mahasiswa harus memperluas -- pengetahuan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;ber·cak·ra·wa·la&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;v ki&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; mempunyai cakrawala; mempunyai pedoman tertentu: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;dl praktik, banyak orang yg hidupnya ti-dak ~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-8742424778469057698?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/8742424778469057698/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=8742424778469057698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"What are you &lt;span style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;waiting&lt;/span&gt; for?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; "I don't know. something &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;, i guess."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-4467672068137633811?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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tomorrow is a big day. tomorrow is a day that have two meanings : celebration and farewell :( it is kinda sad to leave all behind the good days, i must admit it that it really was sooo much fun with all of you guys who has been in the same class as me, i never thought that the first year of highschool could be this so much fun, cause i heard many rumour that in highschool the most fun and unforgettable moment is when you are in the second year, well i guess that's not entirely right. cause i definitely won't forget this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during this amazing year, i was accompanied by these homo people. they are not literally homo, but you know in here, we have these tradition to labelled our class by specific name and in this case my classroom name is homo x-apiens. so i will describe them as the homo people&lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;. here&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;they are&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1# Akbar Deyaharsya &lt;br /&gt;known as boboy, he was one of those nineteen junior high school student and idk why but very proud of it. he has a similiar face with my other classmate, dany and recently known that been in the same 'gang' as dany that named CEBOY (wkwkwk). he actually have this dream to become a vice president of his subsection puapala ( ha! in your dream) but hey good luck on that, oh yeah i often tease him with myself because he just soo much fun! not to mentioned that he also look like the main actor of 'obama anak menteng' movie. there was a time when he was a little late and he immidately go to his chair, but without any warning the teacher went mad and yelled at him 'dasar kamu KEBO! sini kamu!' and while he and other victim get scolded by the mad teacher all we can do is holding back our laughter and wondering what would happen if he says 'berarti selama ini bapak ngajar kebo dong?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2# Anis Puspita Utami&lt;br /&gt;at first i thought she would be those flirty girls who like to party and all but i was wrong! she actually very 'tomboy' even now it is hard to consider her as a girl. but even this tough girl have something she feared (am i writing this right? oh well whatever) and that was .... A LIZARD! hahahha seriously she was scared of A LIZARD!! i mean what worse a lizard could do?? okay this isn't the time to laugh it out loud, we should be concerned about this trauma of her. strangely she assume a cockroach as a funny thing, that just weird for me. actually among those girl in highschool she has (sort of) pretty face but of course not as pretty as me (ehem). the things that we have in common is that we both really love rupert grint or known as ronald weasley in harry potter series, he just so gorgeous! Since she's such a BULE-eater, 'omegle' is her daily activity, she says it was the fastest way to get a bule and she even says that she will marry a foreigner! well we'll see that in the next ten years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3# Anna Nathania Carissa &lt;br /&gt;she was rather quiet in class&amp;nbsp; but outside she just so much fun! she is a guitar specialist and a member of extracurricular 'mulas' that stands for 'music classic'. she also a member of those sleepy student in class. i guess reading a novel or comic is her hobby, oh yeah and we have been reading the same novel that has title ' the series of unfortunate event' it really is a good novel it just so cool and funny and so tense i recommended it! this series completed in thirteen books and she already read it all while i only have read six of it! she is such a fast reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4# Annisa Rachmayanti&lt;br /&gt;everybody called her chacha and her mathematical skill are amazing, no doubt it. she is arsy's chairmate and often gets pissed off by bella. she is very meritorious because she is the one that lend me that TTATW album, i lovee that band! oh yeah just like her chairmate, arsy, she was afraid of cat. okay i know it is really weird that i have many classmate that afraid of many kind of animal, but i get used to it. well anyways it become noisy when a cat sneaking into my classroom and those two would be screaming searching for help from that creepy hazardous cat. oh yeah and those two are a kumon student as well as anis and monic. they sure have a lot in common right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5# Arifa Rizky Amalia&lt;br /&gt;she already been in the same class as me since the nineth grade, so i guess maybe she kinda bored to see me again in the same room hahaha not to mentioned that we enden up in the same &lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;courses (BTA) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;subsection 'MESIS' that stands for media siswa. and she is one of those who can play guitar. oh yeah she is really like to tell us the stories about her relationship or any other aspec in her life so we can say that she was a good story teller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6# Arsy Indrafatina&lt;br /&gt;this is the lady that i've been talking about in chacha section. among those similarity between her and chacha, there are something in arsy that we can say more like anis, and that is the BULE-eater-ish. if you want to talked about those young handsome foreign actor, these two are the master. she was a member of subsection mesis just like me, arifa, panda, bella, ishmah, and lazu. but she was the one that often shared stories about mesis with me. she's such a sensational story teller (re: tukang gossip heboh) oh yeah lately she unexpectedly meet a young handsome bule named ******s  and she get all excited when telling us about him, well good luck with that  guy arsy! may you two rest in peace OH NO! i mean may you two live happily  ever after. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7# Aufar Gilbran&lt;br /&gt;if there are some teacher who gave us some formula to solve a problem, what we ever ask is how to use that formula, right? but this guy is different, he is the only one that would ask how we discover that formula instead of how we using it. so that explain everything isn't it? he's just some freakish genius that every teacher would find him such a pain in the a** . you know what is hard? been into a same class as this guy for two years and always get annoyed (re: empet) by him, that is hard! (sue sylvester style) really aufar you are too genius for highschool just go to college or something! shoo! shoo! go away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8# Belladina Maulani Y.&lt;br /&gt;she's a very confused girl. what else should i say? she's so spontaneous that sometime we find it funny oh yeah and she was often became the cause of chacha or ayu anger. and there was a time where she make a very bad joke about anis and all anis can say is "astagfirullah". that just soo unforgettable hahaha we will missed your confused style, girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9# Chyntia Monica&lt;br /&gt;if you ever had a question about harry potter or anything that related to harry potter, she is where you can found out the answer is! actually it's wasn't long since she likes harry potter but she already become those harry potter fanatic fan in such a short time! she memorized all the spell, all the wizard that ever appear in the book and maybe she could even redraw the Marauder's map! but of course before that happen she must obtain permission from Mooney, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10# Clara Adistya&lt;br /&gt;i remember it so well that she had the highest score in ppdb online so before we ever met i already stalked her facebook (hahaha truth leaked) at first i thought that she would be a very arrogant person, but when i finally met her she actually a very nice person! and a very fun person too! oh yeah i wish you a good luck for the 'bina budaya AFS' things! hope you could make it until the last stage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11# Dany Andhara A.&lt;br /&gt;like what i mentioned before he was that boboy's twin who joined in a gang named 'CEBOY'. if boboy's look-a-like is the main actor of 'obama anak menteng' movie, then he's look-a-like is the main actor of 'Denias' movie. but don't underestimate him, he was actually a pro baseball player! he is a member of 'Rajawali' baseball team! he and his baseball team were compete at Asia Pasific Tournament at Manila, good luck, dany! make us proud!. Anyways, after a long period he approached dinda, finally he can stole her heart and has made her as his girlfriend recently. well we can't stop their blooming love aren't we? take a good care of her, dany! (ohmygod i feel like her mother) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12# Dinda Aghitawuri W.&lt;br /&gt;here is she dany's lover. the funny things about her is she often calls dany with 'DANCE' that is actually the extracurricular she took. yes we can say that she is a dancer and she was the good one, or we should say that she is a very cheerful and energetic dancer. she also the thailand movie specialist, which introduce me to 'A little thing called love' &amp;amp; 'hello stranger' and she love to laugh!&amp;nbsp; ( jadi kangen curhat dadakan pas pulang sekolah sama lo din hahaha ) there was a time when she was playing in my house and we were about to shalat, she and anis just couldn't stop laughing at a huge pin that my mom collected. but in the end they they managed to quit their laughter, and after a three times of cancel they can finally khusyu'(ly) pray. thank god. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13# Fadhilla Ayu Safirina&lt;br /&gt;when the first day at school started, i was informed that there was 6 student from my junior highschool in this classroom, so i was looking and looking but i can only find five of them, where is the other one? at first i don't recognise that she was the one! but then i remember that she is my friend's friend in juniorhigh, the one that change from her is that now she's wearing hijab! (jilbab!) how cool is that? i was sooo moved that i want to cried at that time (lebay) but i thought it would be weird or freaky, so i just give her my salute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14# Fadly Junico&lt;br /&gt;he is so mysterious also suspicious. i mean who wouldn't suspect him if he always came late to school and then always sit in the back and all alone. sometimes it's seems that he was watching every move we makes, so our conclusions are maybe he was one of those agent who hired by the government to watch the way student study nowadays or maybe he was searchin' for some special student to recruited become a secret agent like him, that was our conclusion, at first. but from time to time, he finally show his true colors. he wasn't that anti-social person that we thought at first, he actually like to share some stories to the boys, he proved that we've judge him too quickly. and what makes me sooo happy is that he finally laugh at my joke!! yeaaay! feels like i've been graduate from the buffoonery academy, i'm so moved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15# Fauzan Nazif&lt;br /&gt;is he arabian or indian? it's still remain a mystery. for some reason, everybody called him GOJES. he with his bestfriend, dana, receive an award for their not-so-funny-jokes CONGRATULATION GUYS! you both are invincible! aside from that, behind all his not-so-funny-joke, he actually a guy that have deeply falling in love with a girl! and that girl is in our classroom!! woohoo here's the hint : she was the most slim girl in our class and she has a beautiful long hair and she has a funny dimple! okay I think this information is enough to make him want to kill me, so i'll stop here. go get her, jes! and don't give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16# Firanza Fadhilla &lt;br /&gt;Smart? no! this guy is brilliant! he came in the second in some science competitions for high school students and successly make us proud. not to mention that he's the only one in our class that ever won in such academic competitions like this ( but the boys have&amp;nbsp; once win at handball competitions at our school classmeeting, that's not bad either, right?) you may think that he was some nerd and all, but you're wrong! he actually a very funny guy! i remember that our first chat was in the public transportation (mikrolet) when we were about to go home and i thought that it would be boring but not at all it's actually a very fun ride since we laughing all the way home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17# Haruka Ayu Suhita&lt;br /&gt;this japanese girl sure know how to travel, how come she's not if she always travel from her home in pamulang to this school in bukit duri all by her self. and it took more than an hour of travel, can you imagine it? it's up to you to think about it as an adventure or as a tiring journey, but for me it was an adventure with slightly exhaustion in it. i mean wouldn't it be fun to travel almost around the town at night? seeing how the town get brighten by the car or the building light? (it's a little bit personal but i really do like travel at night) but of course the tiring part is when you must wake up early and waiting for whatever vehicle that will take you go, i know it's suck. okay back to the topic, if you were asked what people who have a high sense of discipline, a great principle in life and a big motivation for saving money, she is the man. well i guess it's already in her blood, after all her mother is an original japanese! it will be an honor for me to have a chance to meet her someday! conclusion: she is a fine lady although she often act like a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18# Intan Dinny Nuralifa&lt;br /&gt;here comes the girl! basically i don't like to praise people but since it is the only way to describe this kid, so i have no choice, right? well let start with her apperance, she's kinda SHORT ( sorry it's the truth anyway HAHAHAH *demonic laugh) and she have this cute, little tiny face so that somehow everybody used to call her 'chicken little' wkwkwk but beside all that kiddo look she actually ....she actually....kinda wise, sometimes.. okay,okay oftentimes! she really do have some principle in life and holding it tight and she like to hope but also keep it realistic. she also smart and have this "talk less do more" characteristic, no wonder she was a member of PK organisation. idk how but she really know how to enjoy live, to life it positively, that one of the reason why i envy her. let give our salute to her! thanks for being (sort of) inspirative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19# Ishmah&lt;br /&gt;among those 'jilbabers' in class (including me) it's obvious that she was the true muslimah among us. how could she's not when she has can read al quran very well, she never forgot to pray to allah, and she has a good muslimah attitude. not only that she was such a prayer, but she suprisingly very good at drawing, drawing manga (comic) to be exact. so no wonder that she choose mesis as her subsection (same as me!) overall, she is someone that obedient to God but also has a cool talent that she continue develop! kuwwll (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20# Kirana Widiastuti&lt;br /&gt;this lady's not only have a great heart but also a super massive giant brain! well that's what i thought since she got first rank in class and four rank in whole school, how could she be that good if she hasn't have that super massive giant brain? (actually this was only an excuse to not get envy at her) but after a year living with this wonder woman, i finally realize that if we want to be smart that we have to study hard cause there is no such thing as getting genius all of the sudden. i realized it when i see one of her notebook, that was so tidy and organized! she's so diligent no wonder she was that smart! but it seem that making a note (ini maksudnya mencatat tp maklumlah bahasa ingris gue minim) not only a must for her but also an obsession because believe it or not she even considered to make a note for lesson such as history, english, and maybe even music? that just freak me out, loosen up a little ra! life is to short for study, don't forget to have fun too! but well i'm not worried anymore since you already have your fun isn't it? hahahah well you see the truth leaked, that you and boboy are secretly in love with each other! congratulations to a cute couple. Wishing you a wonderful journey as you build your new life together. (berasa nikahan aje wkwk, eh tapi parah bgt nih ra masa lo ga cerita cerita sih ama gue? ihh ga suka cewe rahasia rahasiaan :p ) anyway thank you raa for boosting up my spirit of study! hopefully, we became a successful woman amin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#21 Lazuardian Malik&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-7588180114097193025?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/7588180114097193025/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=7588180114097193025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/7588180114097193025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/7588180114097193025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2011/06/homo-people.html' title='the homo people'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-7585954795913254841</id><published>2011-06-23T11:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T11:31:43.773+07:00</updated><title type='text'>second post of 2 days ago</title><content type='html'>yeaaaah, it is my first time i ever writing more than one post per day, in fact per month or maybe much longer. but well, i just neeeeed to burst this feeling out! the news is, that i have two incident or maybe we should call it event or...whatever. let's start with the easy one :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;1# &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;today i was fasting and i get very very bored that makes me realize that the most activity i ever done is eating, no wonder i got a big tummy then. so, i was explore some movie trailer that i might find it interesting enough to watch today. after about an hour searching, i finaly f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ound one. the funny things is&lt;span class="" id="result_box" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt; i'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;ve seen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;movie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;before but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;I refuse&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;watch it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;do not think it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;would be interesting, i think it would be another typical movie that doesn't worth to watch. but hey! people can change mind! guess what? the movie is &lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #999999; font-size: large;"&gt;"17 again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;woah i must admit it that i dont really like zac efron, because i really didn't like him in his latest movie " HSM " yeah right he is such mcdreamy boy in there but i just don't like him. and this movie proved me wrong about both the movie and the actor (zac). this whole movie really blow my mind, some part are cool, some part are funny but there are sweet part too. oh yeah and zac efron really reallyyyy hot and funny in this movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt; so for those&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;who haven't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;watched it yet, you should! trust me, its worth it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2# &lt;/span&gt;remember when i tell you that i got some serious problem with the electronic goods? well yeah it happen again this time, here is the story : in my family there are many duty for me, my brother, and the two of my sister. among those duty, there are this duty that&amp;nbsp; so called replacing-dispenser-gallons duty. this duty was actually given to my brother,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but since he got in some college and all, that's become my duty. well actually his every duty was suddenly become mine, yeah it is hard but i get used to it. okay back to the replacing-dispenser-gallons duty, okay after so many year (sort of) i have done that duty, &amp;nbsp;i actually have failed once and that happen yesterday. everybody keeps telling me that i have failed because i was tired and fasting and all but they wrongggg! and they don't believe meee! the truth is after i slice the gallons cap&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;picked it up&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;hold it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;my knee so that i can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;enter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;gallons&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;mouth into the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;dispenser&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;hole easier, there actually some water sprayed at my eyes from the gallons mouth and it was hurt it was tense so that i release my grip of the gallons and TARRRR! the gallons is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;shattered into&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;pieces! ( not exactly into pieces but it will explain the tense of the event, right? i was really panicked back there! ) and the water &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;spread over&lt;span class="" id="result_box" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt; almost the entire&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;floor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;of the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;living room&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;my parents' room. not to mentioned that there are actually people in my living room and that was my dad, my mom who is rushing from the kitchen, and my sister who just came out from her room. They all have the same exact face, like saying "wow, way to go there! look what you have done! AGAIN!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="" id="result_box" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Klik untuk terjemahan alternatif"&gt;and you what is soo sad about this story? is that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i spent almost 2 hours to wiping the floor while LAUGHING! oh god, what's wrong with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-7585954795913254841?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/7585954795913254841/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=7585954795913254841&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/7585954795913254841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/7585954795913254841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2011/06/second-post-of-2-days-ago.html' title='second post of 2 days ago'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-4669951834298308195</id><published>2011-06-21T09:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T12:11:23.580+07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a month</title><content type='html'>it's been a month since i ever write anything in this blog, and there is soooo many things to tell that i don't know how to start but i guess i gonna tell you about my holiday first, it's been kinda interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okay the holiday, well actually the holiday itself already a lot of fun if you were going in to the same school as i am, it's already ten days since holiday and i just can't get myself to do something less useless and more useful you see i rather do something rather fun and useless. the funny things is that i even almost swore to my self that i'm gonna study soooo hard if (only if ) there are holidays. POOOSH bullshit again and again but well why do you have to force yourself in to something you're not ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it wasn't that MUCH fun actually, all i ever did is watching movie, play at friend's house, read comics, sleep all day, and of course eat as much as i want, it wasn't as fun as going into some extraordinary places, doing something new like maybe BUNGEE JUMPING (i will someday!) but it's better than have to study more than 8 hours per days and face many difficult problem everyday, hell yeah f*** highschool. but hey something happens it is making my holiday maybe somehow different than the other's have. its actually something that i should be ashamed of. well the things is .........the things is ...... i broke our rice cooker... I BROKE OUR RICE COOKER! CAN'T YOU BELIEVE IT????? this is some serious problem for me, i meant what is it wrong between me and all the electronic goods anyway? is it must be me the one who broke that thing? anyway when that bloody thing fall and crack right in front of my eyes, about three things I was absolutely positive (twilight style), first, i am dead. second, I didn't sure how she would do it but my mom gonna kill me. and third, i am dead and my mom gonna kill me. ten second later my sister came down from the upstairs to saw what did i done now, and the most freaking stupid thing that i feel like i am going to laugh out loud and well i tried so hard to not doing t it but i wasn't completely success hiding it so that i was SMILING, there a dead rice cooker in my hands and i was SMILING!!!! that is so uncool and can you imagine how my sister beautiful ( sort of ) face turn in to when she look at my kindly innocent smiling face? yeah, she was like 'what the hell are you smiling at! how could you done something this bad and yet you're smiling? get you ass out of it and fix the problem! i dont want to have a sister that have done some crime like this!!! oh yeah, and i'm telling mom' and she gone to her room leaving me swearing at myself that if i am going to ever smile again it must be some kind of 'joker' would sneaking into my room and put his knife in my mouth while saying " WHY SO SERIOUS?".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;well after some minutes to think i guess it best to tell the truth and face it like a man ....*EHEM i meant like a wo-man. okay so when my other sister came home i was running at her and say " hey ya sis, i broke our rice cooker" for a while she didn't say anything but she making the face like ' owwkay i think i'm gonna need something to drink first'. and the next person that know the truth are my dad, he was just waking up from his sleep and walk toward the bathroom and there i say it " bah, aku ngerusakin rice cooker kita..." with the most innocent and cuties face i ever had and he was like " astagfirullah, pie ini! ya allah billl!" but then he just continue walking toward the bathroom so it wasn't the worst reaction after all. but well life becomes hard when my mother finally came home. this was the most crucial and dramatical scene i ever had in my life ( okay thats too much) so i was the one who opened the door for her and here are our conversation :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;nyokap : assalamualikum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;gue : walaikumsalam mah! sebentar aku bukain pintunya!(buka pintu) halo mah (salam) apa kab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;nyokap : ... baik (mulai curiga,sambil jalan kedalam menuju tkp)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;gue : mah,mah,mah tunggu mah (nahan nyokap gue sambil berusaha stay cool) mah aku mau bilang sesuatu tapi mama jangan marah yaaa (masang muka meringis)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;nyokap : emang kenapa bil? ada apa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;gue: mah....aku....mah aku ngejatohin rice cooker mahh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;nyokap : hah? trus pie ? rusak ga?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;gue : gatau mah insya allah sih enggak ..... tapi... penyok sih mah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;nyokap: hah?? (agak shock) ya allah bill (mengela napas)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;gue:&amp;nbsp; .... ( berusaha menerima apapun yang terjadi )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;nyokap : yaudahlah bil, lain kali lebih ati ati ya...(jalan masuk ke ruang tengah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;gue: ..............................................(freezing, what? What? WHAT? WHAAAAAAAAT? that's it? really really that's it????) mah, mah (berusaha menyusul nyokap gue) beneran nih mah mamah ga marah?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;nyokap: iya yaudah gapapa, asal jangan diulangi aja kesalahannya (senyum)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;gue: ........ ( MELT!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i really don't think i would get this kinda happy ending, i thought it was it was gonna be HUGE..... and the good news are that after a few try, it turned out the rice cooker was completely fine! still there's a 'penyok' on one of it's side but well it still good enough isn't? as i writing this story there is one song that playing in my head, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object align="middle" height="50" width="150"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://muzicons.com/musicon_v_srv_new.swf" width="150" height="50" menu="false" quality="high"  align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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every man really lives.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-1399475771879497524?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/1399475771879497524/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=1399475771879497524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/1399475771879497524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/1399475771879497524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2011/05/mata-hati-telinga.html' title='mata, hati, 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gue disini tanpa ekspektasi, tanpa obsesi, cuman membuang waktu tanpa tau apa yang sebenernya harus dilakuin. &lt;br /&gt;sekarang, satu kehidupan udah hilang, membukakan mata kita kalo umur tuh ga ada yang tau, hanya ALLAH yang tau. tapi sayangnya dengan semakin peka dan sadar, gue malah menuntut semuanya, segalanya, dan akhirnya berakhir disini, tanpa apa apa. breaking point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ternyata memulai dari awal, dan bangun dari jatuh ga semudah itu. ga semudah itu kalo udah terlanjur terjatuh terlalu dalam. dan sayangnya gue kini ada di dasar, bersama koin yang akhirnya terjatuh dari perputarannya yang awalnya gue kira ga akan berhenti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi gue ga bisa berdiam diri terus menunggu dan hanya omdo doang. sekarang semuanya ada ditangan gue, udah ga ada tangan tangan yang membangunkan gue lagi. semuanya pilihan ada pada gue antara melakukan perubahan atau terus menunggu perubahan itu. dan gue memilih untuk melakukan perubahan, yang gue harap bukan pilihan yang salah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-5631913868351182204?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/5631913868351182204/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=5631913868351182204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/5631913868351182204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/5631913868351182204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2011/02/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>sang kerudung 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TQywF88P6FI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Cwj_yaUhdj4/s1600/tumblr_ld1bvt4qlP1qdsxdqo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 589px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TQywF88P6FI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Cwj_yaUhdj4/s400/tumblr_ld1bvt4qlP1qdsxdqo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552006056945641554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cute aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TQyxdJSyrxI/AAAAAAAAAIU/hrbSk7WxBo4/s1600/empire20320apr09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 328px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TQyxdJSyrxI/AAAAAAAAAIU/hrbSk7WxBo4/s400/empire20320apr09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552007554910039826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;emma watson, rupert grint and daniel radclife on empire magazine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TQyyBxDL_hI/AAAAAAAAAIc/vZwsrH7qWKU/s1600/1150737783_4b398a96ee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TQyyBxDL_hI/AAAAAAAAAIc/vZwsrH7qWKU/s400/1150737783_4b398a96ee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552008184057298450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;daniel look hot in this photo! and what's with emma hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TQyz3lbMf7I/AAAAAAAAAIk/aD9s--YMdB4/s1600/e34dtds97xt3z0cxktnrtpxps_ge75au9e.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TQyz3lbMf7I/AAAAAAAAAIk/aD9s--YMdB4/s400/e34dtds97xt3z0cxktnrtpxps_ge75au9e.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552010208161333170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oliver &amp;amp; james phelps and rupert grint on a 'weasley interview'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TQy3-92IByI/AAAAAAAAAIs/x8YZmVpuKB0/s1600/Harry-Potter-BlogHogwarts-012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 422px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TQy3-92IByI/AAAAAAAAAIs/x8YZmVpuKB0/s400/Harry-Potter-BlogHogwarts-012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552014733022332706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;whoaa is it really you n...neville?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TQy6tHuxs5I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Yv7ABhCW7pA/s1600/e882b33d4befd0ca_emma-watson-interview-magaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TQy6tHuxs5I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Yv7ABhCW7pA/s400/e882b33d4befd0ca_emma-watson-interview-magaz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552017724973101970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLASBERG: Can you imagine that last day of shooting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WATSON: I can’t. I will be . . . uncontrollable. It’s been half of  our lives. It’s made us, it’s formed us. It’s such a big part of my  life, so it will be really sad—and so much of the crew who have been  there since the beginning are like my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/8854466128053099237-2282738793203826965?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/2282738793203826965/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=2282738793203826965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/2282738793203826965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/2282738793203826965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-grown-up.html' title='all grown up'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TQywF88P6FI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Cwj_yaUhdj4/s72-c/tumblr_ld1bvt4qlP1qdsxdqo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-5264166264361554812</id><published>2010-12-17T18:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T20:01:53.816+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ginger Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TQtQnzYNl2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/8J6fwZxPUlM/s1600/tumblr_lc5ra516Ob1qdie9ro1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 561px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TQtQnzYNl2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/8J6fwZxPUlM/s400/tumblr_lc5ra516Ob1qdie9ro1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551619610401150818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;recognize him? hell yeah he is our ronnie from harry potter series, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;turned out to be quiet handsome, huh?&lt;/span&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/8854466128053099237-5264166264361554812?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/5264166264361554812/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=5264166264361554812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/5264166264361554812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/5264166264361554812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2010/12/ginger-head.html' title='Ginger Head'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TQtQnzYNl2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/8J6fwZxPUlM/s72-c/tumblr_lc5ra516Ob1qdie9ro1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-4636442792090860974</id><published>2010-11-20T22:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T01:09:31.497+07:00</updated><title type='text'>emotion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;school.people.myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;as i past day by day, month by month, i saw these wall around me. that wall is fear, my deepest fear. fear that i'm not worth it, not worth it to lived. and that motivated me to run, run and run looking after identity. unfortunately, i was looking to hard, real hard that i didn't take a look at a mirror in front of me and found myself standing there. stare in to eyes to eyes, i open my mouth and said damn this is what i've been looking for! i mean like well i never be this confident before , but i felt like why we have to be somebody else when there are nobody, nobody think like us, do like us, feel like us, and lived like us? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;we know one thing for sure that we are singular. Every single each of us are unique, different. we've got different talent, passion, and mind. so i thank god that i finaly found it, found myself. my REAL self. and i hope this is it. this is what i can bring it, this is what i can show to the wide world, that this is me! i dont need to copy somebody else, i just need to learn to be a better person and i know i can do that even, even if it takes a time. i really hope that wall around me are already vanish and now i can barely run, running hard to my dream. maybe yasterday i was a crybaby who thinks that i'm no good, but now i realise that i am capable but i'm not well trained, i never do the best of me, i rarely tried hard. so now that i know, i will try my best to be the best of me. god bless my family and friend who always there for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;and once upon a time start right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;nabila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-4636442792090860974?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/4636442792090860974/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=4636442792090860974&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/4636442792090860974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/4636442792090860974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2010/11/emotion.html' title='emotion'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-5874121123303245219</id><published>2010-11-03T13:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T13:02:31.177+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;There are those people who dreams, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;There are those people who do, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;and There are those people who do what they dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-5874121123303245219?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/5874121123303245219/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=5874121123303245219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/5874121123303245219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/5874121123303245219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2010/11/there-are-those-people-who-dreams-there.html' title=''/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-3803313629151676313</id><published>2010-10-19T17:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T17:52:12.444+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinematografi</title><content type='html'>W-O-W, 3 huruf yang gue bisa ucapin setelah nonton video ini saat pelajaran sinem. video yang dinamis dan kuwl ini telah mematahkan asumsi gue kalo photografer ga bisa bikin film, karena percaya atau tidak, seluruh pergerakan di video ini bukan secara live, tapi merupakan gabungan dari beratus ratus foto yg diambil, wow! penasaran kan? udeh liat aje...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-33a1bfb28112d0dc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=3803313629151676313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/3803313629151676313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/3803313629151676313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2010/10/sinematografi.html' title='Sinematografi'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-8679446324175191885</id><published>2010-10-16T02:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T03:01:44.530+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the Soundtrack</title><content type='html'>the things that i really do like the most about that Personal Taste drama is this soundtack :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8b3fcdf616674368" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8b3fcdf616674368%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331904120%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18751148D08BE4D1DBD476D264BA433EDB4BC87E.40660DB016CAA3FE41A6320305F3360D4538488D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8b3fcdf616674368%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0kDnM_jnzIATYgin3NTq83im3-8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8b3fcdf616674368%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331904120%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18751148D08BE4D1DBD476D264BA433EDB4BC87E.40660DB016CAA3FE41A6320305F3360D4538488D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8b3fcdf616674368%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0kDnM_jnzIATYgin3NTq83im3-8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this song is romantic and also honest, which making me genuine in love with this :)&lt;br /&gt;Here is the Lyrics :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He's never been lonely&lt;br /&gt;She takes his hand and all his troubles step aside&lt;br /&gt;He's never felt like this before,&lt;br /&gt;But he'd like to try&lt;br /&gt;'Let Yourself in', it's all he's thinking about&lt;br /&gt;'Let Yourself in', now he's singing out loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like my life has just begun&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling fine&lt;br /&gt;I fell so alive, singin'&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like my life has just begun&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling fine&lt;br /&gt;So fine, fine, fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lightens up his morning&lt;br /&gt;All of his plans seem so damn easy to decide&lt;br /&gt;It's not about just feeling lonely&lt;br /&gt;It's more, just give it a try&lt;br /&gt;'Let Yourself in', it's all he's thinking about&lt;br /&gt;'Let Yourself in', now he's singing out loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like my life has just begun&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling fine&lt;br /&gt;I fell so alive, singin'&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like my life has just begun&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling fine&lt;br /&gt;So fine, fine, fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to find my way home&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get to start&lt;br /&gt;It will not be done, until it's all begun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-8679446324175191885?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/8679446324175191885/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=8679446324175191885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/8679446324175191885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/8679446324175191885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2010/10/soundtrack.html' title='the Soundtrack'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-4633691146703189845</id><published>2010-10-16T00:24:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T02:02:01.409+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Taste.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;coba tebak apa yg ada apa di trans7 tiap senen - jum'at jam 17.30????? yap betul bgt ada DRAMA KOREA &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;personal taste&lt;/span&gt; lohhh woohooo. hahaha well i'm kinda addicted to this movie, i found it silly that i  even bought the pirated video just to watch this!!! well im kinda busy  remember? +__+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;well the things is, i end up watching this movie all day that i almost  finish watch the video only in two days (you should know that each  episode duration is one hour) hahahah obsessed. as you can see, i interested in the kind of romantic comedy that i always found in korean dramas. it make me think that love is such a wonderful feeling (*blushing*) , but we'll see how that will goes in real life :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;really you should watch it yourself, i recommend it for those who been bored lately!! OH YEAH I FORGOT TO TELL YOU that the one of the cast of this film is......&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LEE MIN HO&lt;/span&gt;!! but well don't expect to much, he kinda look *beautiful* in this movie (no offense, okay?) but i must admit it he really often look cool and sweet :3 :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TLijyddWqoI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vzJaHqGwAQQ/s1600/kaein5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TLijyddWqoI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vzJaHqGwAQQ/s320/kaein5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528348629893819010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;the story is about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; a woman who desperately in love (and yet get dumped by her lover) and a workaholic man that met in such funny way and end up with such sweet pure relationship. but of course life wouldn't get that easy even in this movie, they are often get in some trouble that cause such a big misunderstanding. it all started when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Jeon Jin Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; (the main male character) who is a workaholic architecture that really inspired by Sanggojae (a name of traditional house that built by a famous architecture that became legend) but unfortunately the house is already closed for 30 years after the death of the architecture's wife. and now the house is known liveable by the daughter of the architecture it self, Park Kae In (the main female character). In order to winning the architec design contest, Jin Ho intend to observe that house by living in it. the problem is the daughter (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Park kae In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;) have been dumped cruelly by her boyfriend, that marrying her best friend. so Kae In is in a state that she couldn't believe in man again. because of that Jin Ho decided to act as a GAY friend that Kae In ever wanted. over time to time as both of them lived together, Jin Ho who is actually a normal guy start to fell in love with Kae In that is so hard for him because she really does believe that he was a gay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hahaha quite funny isn't it? then hurry up and watch it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-4633691146703189845?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/4633691146703189845/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=4633691146703189845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/4633691146703189845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/4633691146703189845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='Personal Taste.'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TLijyddWqoI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vzJaHqGwAQQ/s72-c/kaein5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-1013797747644888754</id><published>2010-10-14T15:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T14:01:42.150+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teach</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Those who have made mistake will surely make better teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-1013797747644888754?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/1013797747644888754/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=1013797747644888754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/1013797747644888754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/1013797747644888754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2010/10/those-who-have-made-mistake-will-surely.html' title='Teach'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-8762406331072919481</id><published>2010-10-10T05:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T06:03:52.730+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/time-is-free-but-it-s-priceless-you-can-t-own-it/366011.html"&gt;Time is free, but it's priceless. You can't&lt;br /&gt;own it, but you can use it. You can't keep&lt;br /&gt;it, but you can spend it. Once you've lost it&lt;br /&gt;you can never get it back.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;-Harvey Mackay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-8762406331072919481?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/8762406331072919481/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=8762406331072919481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/8762406331072919481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/8762406331072919481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2010/10/time.html' title='Time.'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-2105967903892622614</id><published>2010-10-09T13:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T15:11:31.346+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breath.</title><content type='html'>finally, now i can breath for awhile. i really can't believe that my life could be this messed up. highschool was never like i ever imagine. maybe some of you think i kinda a bit to off but the fact is, i was too carried away to study, to study how to fix me. all i can say is really dont have time for anything, anyone or even for myself. i have lost contact with so many friend of mine. so i beg apologies and i beg you to understand. i am still the same as who you think i am, so you do know how i make things more complicated than it suppose to be, you know how i easy get panic for facing some problem. you know me so well that i think you would understand. but still, before its to late, i want to apologies if i was so carried away and look like i don't cared about our friendship. i know that yesterday i said i'll be there for you, but now i'm sorry cause i can't be always there for you. i really wish you could understand. and i really miss you friend! really all of you, i wouldn't forget all the time that we passed together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ciao, hope we meet again soon! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-2105967903892622614?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/2105967903892622614/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=2105967903892622614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/2105967903892622614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/2105967903892622614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2010/10/breath.html' title='Breath.'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-1289766918166920126</id><published>2010-09-19T13:52:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T13:52:40.724+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the best teacher Pak Margono nab!!! hahahahaha Lopyuwk! -Naura</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;bgtttt! wuakakakak&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/naba?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything weird (?)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-1289766918166920126?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/1289766918166920126/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=1289766918166920126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/1289766918166920126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/1289766918166920126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2010/09/best-teacher-pak-margono-nab-hahahahaha.html' title='the best teacher Pak Margono nab!!! hahahahaha Lopyuwk! -Naura'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-5404207827049163917</id><published>2010-09-17T22:36:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T22:36:39.004+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who was the best teacher you've ever had?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;pak margono, two thumbs up for you brow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/naba?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything weird (?)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-5404207827049163917?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/5404207827049163917/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=5404207827049163917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/5404207827049163917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/5404207827049163917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2010/09/who-was-best-teacher-you-ever-had.html' title='Who was the best teacher you&amp;#39;ve ever had?'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-6881537457051676263</id><published>2010-08-29T20:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T20:52:56.812+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nowhere warm - Kate havnevik</title><content type='html'>I go nowhere high, go nowhere warm&lt;br /&gt;Until I see your smile and feel your calm&lt;br /&gt;And I lick a dime, I crave for you, boy&lt;br /&gt;You're like a parachute descending from the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sure you're on your way&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm sure you're on the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go nowhere high, go nowhere warm&lt;br /&gt;Until you're by my side, your hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;And I've always known, you're like a feather&lt;br /&gt;You go where wind and fire melt together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sure you're on your way home&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm sure you're on the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sure you're on your way&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know you're on the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sure you're faster than before&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know you're somewhere on the road&lt;br /&gt;And I reckon there is nothing more to say&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-6881537457051676263?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/6881537457051676263/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=6881537457051676263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/6881537457051676263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/6881537457051676263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2010/08/nowhere-warm-kate-havnevik.html' title='Nowhere warm - Kate havnevik'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-4065927796805034769</id><published>2010-08-29T12:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T22:27:04.730+07:00</updated><title type='text'>40 minutes.</title><content type='html'>kenapa 40 minute? bukan karena gue lagi kesemsem ama justin timberlake di 4 minute, tapi karena gue membatasi diri gue untuk menulis blog ini hanya dalam 40 menit (sebetulnya ini agak ga penting untuk dibicarakan -__-) oke to the point , sebetulnya gue mau menceritakan tentang bagaimana stressnya gue masuk sma. well here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HIGHSCHOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;s ten letters what people said such a great experience. where we learn how to life our own live, and where we get our eyes open that life is a struggle, siapa yang menang adalah siapa yang mampu bertahan, bukan cuman meraih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selama ini nampaknya gue hanya menjadi inang inang kakak gue, keluarga gue atau siapa lah. gue belom pernah bisa meraih semuanya sendirian, gue belum mandiri. gue selama ini selalu dikasih apa yg gue mau, dan semakin panjang hidup gue berjalan semakin sering gue GA ngedapetin apa yang gue mau, semakin sering gue terjatuh, terjungkal, terpungkal pungkal dan yg extreme adalah gue pengen berhenti berjuang, gue pengen istirahat dari hidup sebentar aja, dan pemikiran itu coward karena berarti gue melarikan diri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue yang dengan muka pas pasan, uang cukupan dan baju awut awutan ini akhirnya dapat teresot esot ke gerbang pintu SMAN 8. wuah gile ga nyangka gue otak gue yang kusam ini ternyata cemerlang juga kadang kadang wakakak, memang harus gue akui banyak pro dan kontra yang bermunculan. dari yang nyelamatin gue lah, dari yang minta tanda tangan gue lah ampe ampe yang nanya gue pake pelet apaan T.T bener bener deh orang jaman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intinya setelah berusaha menjelaskan kalo gue innocent alias ga pake pelet apa apa, dimulai lah hari hari gue di sman 8. senyum 15 centi yang selama ini ga pernah gue ukur akhirnya menampakan indahnya setiap pagi kalo gue nyampe di depan gerbang sman 8, (baru masuk gerbang aja udah 15 centi gimana masuk kelas?!! oh well back to the topic) awalnya sih belom pernah bener bener belajar banget, soalnya ada&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; LDKA&lt;/span&gt; lah (latihan dasar kepemimpinan awal dimana kita bermalam di kawasan tni, tidur dengan di usik oleh bunyi terompet para tentara yang kesepian, makan yang di itung perdetiknya, mandi dengan air yang kuning warnanya iyuuuh sampe sampe dagel (dangdut gelagapan) bareng tni tni yang kegirangan) disusul &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SANLAT&lt;/span&gt; lah ( pesantren kilat yang tidak dapat dipercaya kembali bertempat di kawasan tni tni kesepian itu dan kembali bertemu om om tni yang kegirang tsb tapi ada&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;aa gym&lt;/span&gt; loh baru kali ini gue diceramahin secara &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;live&lt;/span&gt; sama si doi lup yu dahh ) dan setelah acara acara tersebut barulah sampai gue pada &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KBM&lt;/span&gt; alias &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kembali Belajar Mengajar. &lt;/span&gt;di karenakan kepercayaan diri gue udah sampai puncaknya, gue beranggapan kalo gue sangat merindukan kbm, gue rindu saat saat belajar giat cuih. hari demi hari berlalu, minggu demi minggu melintas, upil demi upil bertebaran (?) akhirnya gue dikembali kan kepada kenyataan kalo gue itu ......................................&lt;br /&gt;..................................................................&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEGO!!!&lt;/span&gt;................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;brb bangkit dari kubur&lt;br /&gt;ehem ehem oke gila di sman ini bener gila gila an! udah pr berdatangan sana sini, gurunya ngajar secepat kilat, tugas beleberan kemana mana, test test dateng kecepetan. pokonya gila deh my couldn't be any better here, so i must fight, at least to survive if i couldn't be the best. bener bener deh gue rindu yang namanya&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; long weekend &lt;/span&gt;yang namanya geletak geletak dirumah ga ada kerjaan gue rinduuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. gue rindu ama otak gue yang dulu &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;agak sedikit lebih cemerlangg&lt;/span&gt; aaaaaaaa tolong ambooo!&lt;br /&gt;dan yang paling bego dari pada &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nyaringgarempakedaunditengahlauttenggelem&lt;/span&gt;, adalah gue kalo udah nyampe rumah tepaaaaar dan hilang sudah napsu menggebu gebu pengen belajarr buju buneh kok gue makin maleees aje belajar bahkan lusa test formatip kimia ama math dan gue belom belajar apa apa ampe sekaaraaaaaaang aaa matilah ambo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i ever wanted is:&lt;br /&gt;-semoga gue setidaknya agak lebih rajin belajar&lt;br /&gt;-semoga gue naek kelas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-semoga sman 8 jadwal KEBANJIRANNYA dipercepat ya allah amiiin ya rabbal alaminnn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intinya gue bukan hanya bisa meraih sman 8 tapi gue harus bisa bertahan didalamnya kalo perlu gue harus bisa ngetekin tuh sma! gue harus lebih konsisten dan gue harus sadar pilihan dan kerja keras gue untuk masuk 8 bukan hanya lah keinginan gue semata, tapi juga komitmen kalo gue harus terus belajar dari kesalahan dan pantang menyerah. cahyo! gue harus ngalahin napsu gue buat ga belajar! cahyo! cahyo! cahyo!&lt;br /&gt;doain gue yeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye INDONESIA, see you in the next post :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-4065927796805034769?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/4065927796805034769/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=4065927796805034769&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/4065927796805034769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/4065927796805034769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2010/08/40-minutes.html' title='40 minutes.'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-9068471925689815015</id><published>2010-08-29T12:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T12:12:39.126+07:00</updated><title type='text'>why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/THnrzN1V2VI/AAAAAAAAAHs/CvqRU3Wp63g/s1600/Everything_is_Amazing_by_harajukumatt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/THnrzN1V2VI/AAAAAAAAAHs/CvqRU3Wp63g/s400/Everything_is_Amazing_by_harajukumatt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510694884183759186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-9068471925689815015?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/9068471925689815015/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=9068471925689815015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/9068471925689815015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/9068471925689815015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2010/08/why.html' title='why?'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/THnrzN1V2VI/AAAAAAAAAHs/CvqRU3Wp63g/s72-c/Everything_is_Amazing_by_harajukumatt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-8636912562099448226</id><published>2010-08-28T17:32:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T17:33:30.168+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now or Never</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Did you say it? 'I love you. I don't﻿ ever want to live without you. You    changed my life.' Did you say it?  Make a plan.  Set a goal.  Work   toward  it,  but every now and then, look around, Drink it in 'cause   this is it.&lt;br /&gt;It might all be gone tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;-grey's anatomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-8636912562099448226?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/8636912562099448226/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=8636912562099448226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/8636912562099448226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/8636912562099448226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2010/08/now-or-never_28.html' title='Now or Never'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-3520218481293316793</id><published>2010-08-22T08:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T10:19:21.233+07:00</updated><title type='text'>desperate for changes.</title><content type='html'>oke, gue berjanji kepada diri gue sendiri setelah posting blog ini, gue akan belajar bener bener biar test formatif gue dapet bagus. wish me luck! kabar baiknya kali ini entry gue tidak terlalu berbahasa inggris (sok jago) di karena kesalahan teknis otak gue yg belum ditemukan solusinya (re: my grammar suck!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i would confess to you. well its hard to admit it but i often envy people, envy about how they're life works out, how they're mind can be so creative yet so wise, and of course envy about how they look like. i just can help it but to pouted behind them. and even worse, i even wont admit it that they are better than me no matter how clear the truth was. my ego doesn't let me to. bahkan gue benci, benci kenapa gue ga bisa seperti dia. kenapa gue yang berusaha setengah mati malah ga bisa ngelebihin dia. just wasted my time wondering why i couldn't be like you? you who have anything above your hand? and you who have anything i ever want but still ask for more? why i even envy to someone like you? god damnit why? dengki rasanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue malu, malu untuk akuin kalo gue sebenernya kayak gini, gue iri sama orang yg ga patut untuk gue kagumi. ternyata gue sendiri pun pasti potensi yang ga pernah gue gubris, ga pernah gue kembangkan dan ga pernah gue pikirkan sebelumnya. emang bener gue ga cantik, gue ga kaya, tapi gue bangga. karena dengan itu gue bisa lebih respect ama diri gue yg telah lama gue hina, gue sesali dan gue rendahkan ini. Dan gue tidak akan pernah seperti mereka, karena gue akan jadi better better man. jadi orang yang jauuuh lebih baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue udah terlalu banyak ngebuang waktu dengan mikirin hal hal yang ga penting, sangat ga penting. gue terlalu insecure sama diri gue sendiri. gue ga percaya kalo gue bisa jadi 'beda' bukan cuma biasa.jadi untuk kesekian kalinya gue bakal melangkah kedepan, dengan melihat ke bawah bukan cuma ngeliat keatas. ngeliat orang orang yg bahkan tidak diberi kesempatan sadar seperti gue orang orang yang lembaran hidupnya sudah habis dengan iri dengki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to be the best of me, cause i believe someday, somewhere, and somehow i can be someone true. someone who is honest even for it self , someone who life happily with their disadventage, with all their unperfection.&lt;br /&gt;Someday, somewhere, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8854466128053099237-3520218481293316793?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/3520218481293316793/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=3520218481293316793&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/3520218481293316793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/3520218481293316793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2010/08/desperate-for-changes.html' title='desperate for changes.'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-8234009174523156335</id><published>2010-08-15T01:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T03:17:21.622+07:00</updated><title type='text'>officialy for you.</title><content type='html'>hello there, hahahah im felt more better in a couple minute since i post last posting, actually i feel a little BIT better than before hahahah well in case you'll be wondering will this posting even sader than before? fortunately the answers is no. i dont want to be a storyteller of an unfortunately story, i mean nobody want it, right? but i want to tell you my life. that including the happiest moment or maybe the saddest ones. well straight to the point here that i want to tell you about one of my bestfriend that as sick as i was. a friend that clearly like a clone to me, really have many things in common with me. and i really love HER. (please note that im not a lesbian, so please dont take it wrong) but maybe there are a thin difference between me and her, it just that.........well she a very pesimmist girl. HAHAHA im pretty sure right after she read this statement she probably notice it was she who im talking about hahahahah no offense okay, friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the story start when i was entering junior high school and my friend introduced me with&lt;br /&gt;you. well at first i thought you're a lot of fun, and i didn't wrong. just about a month i already think that maybe your are my twin sister cause we reallyyyyy do have way too many things in common, like we both like harry potter, we both like to jokes around hahahah. well that to naive, well the truth is that you are my very first best friend, and i wont admit it until now, until now that we apart with time, distance, and different school. you must know how happy i was when i knew that we got in the same class in eight grade junior highschool ? it feels like i dont even have to worried that i would be lonely in class because i had you :). soooo many things we do together in eight grade, so many fun until i realized something changed in you. you became more like.........well i dont know, it just seems like you prefer to be  friend with those 'popular' student rather than be friend with me and i was so upset. the anger that i felt that time is like i've been betrayed with a very bestfriend. you know what it feels like? so i cover that anger with talking in you back, i was so fuckin' hate you that time, i hate you cause you prefer them, not me. i hate you because you making me lost a very bestfriend, that was you. i hate you because your attitude changed in front of me, i hate the way you talk to me like that, i hate you cause you make me feels like i knew nothing about you. you really making me felt that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time pass, wash away my anger and leaving a regret for losing a very bestfriend, now that in nine grade we got different class, its extend our distance, weaken our friendship. i must admit it that sometimes i felt same like you, i really do want to be exist, i want to be popular like those student, i want to be as pretty as they are, as cool as they are. but im not like you, i dont want to be like you in past. my way to be exist is different with you because i have this...pride, pride that i cant let go. while in the meantime i also think that we pretend like we both not care about each other, inside we'll do care. but it just the pride that we both holding on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seem like, i cant stand seeing you become like this i and other friends that felt the way i do, decided to bully you, to wake you up with bully-ing , hahhaha it was so silly to think what we do to you, and its so pathetic to think that you will come back to what you used to be in past. after i bully you it seem like making no difference, it just making you more far away from us, making you feel hated by us (in some point, its true that we hated you for being like that, but we cant put aside our love aside that we really want you to be back like you used to be) not long after that we heard bad things about you that you well, being hated by them too (the 'popular' ones) at first i feel grateful that you got your own karma (this maybe sound cruel but yeah it does hahahah) . but then i just can't keep quite seeing you that miserable, so i built over our friendship again. its true that you waken up and you became the you i know. i am glad for that but there something missing in you, something that simple yet necessary , it was your HOPE FACING YOUR LIFE , it seems like there's no hope at all, you making yourself feel miserable, you making yourself lonely inside. you have this perspective that life isn't always like we want, well its mostly true but your making it your ideas of living, so that you have no hope to be success. i  guest this is why you failed on your national exam, is not because you're not smart enough, but it just that you have NO CONFIDENT in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason why i post this entry about you, it because i just finished reading your blog, and i could feel your hidden tears, your pain, your miserable thought......that you're lonely. so all i could do is saying this, im sorry cause i can't be much help since we got in different high school. and i knew you, i knew that you can past all this negative thought of yourself, all this miserable world that unconsiously created by you, so wake up friend i knew that you can be happy again you can be what you are used to be. i knew cause you are my very bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont just think about all your sorrow, but be grateful about what GOD give you, GOD give you this live, that body, and this pain that will making you mentally stronger. not everybody has same opportunity like you to living such gloomy life, because GOD now you can face this live, that will makin' you smile and cry , doing all human do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so got your chin up, face up, dont look back or look down , see what standing in front of you, and face it. cry when it necessery, crying wouldn't make you look weak, its even make you stronger, so respect yourself dont be too pessimist, be proud to be life while many die with regrets. and when you're at the end of the tunnel, please remember that you have me and other that will always support and respect you. we all love you, even if we dont show it to you. and no matter how miserable your live now, no matter how ugly you think you are, i proudly call you my bestfriend. i dont care if you're not seeing me as your bestfriend, cause is not important anymore. so pull yourself together and rock n roll it! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its getting pretty late now, its almost time for suhoor (sahur wkwk).bye, see you next time, hope you get better in time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my best regards given to you. : D&lt;br /&gt;naba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-4214740401807304583</id><published>2010-08-10T21:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T03:23:02.883+07:00</updated><title type='text'>checkmate.</title><content type='html'>i dont know what i can say, all i know that my life is messed up. everyone, everytime, always see me like a young cheerful lucky girl, im not cheerful as they see, im not lucky as they think. im just someone that life my live, no matter how it hurts, no matter how many pain will always came.i just want to feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;i just dont want anyone pity me. i dont need that, all i need is understanding, understanding the problems, understanding me. i have so many things broken and ignored. i am a liar. i living a lie, i life with a lie that i am okay, im fine, and im not screw up. but the truth always comin' at me, always find the  right time to busted me with all my lies. it always freak me out.&lt;br /&gt;now i still wanna say im fine, please dont wash away this lies, it already become my blood, that revolve under my skin, that unbelievably keeping me alive. i am alive, i am who you call "Young cheerful lucky girl" . so thank you for reading this i will keep in touch and write more funny exciting story not like this, so keep following fellas. and please dont pity me i dont need that , just please understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-4214740401807304583?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-3473306217941011354</id><published>2010-06-30T12:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T13:59:10.848+07:00</updated><title type='text'>say hello to korean!</title><content type='html'>setelah disibukan oleh un &amp;amp; test mandiri yang melelahkan dan menyebalkan itu akhirnya gue pun di hadapkan dengan liburan panjaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang jaaaaaaaaaang jaaaaaaaaaaang! awalnya sih gue seneng seneng aja tapi setelah gue dipergunakan secara paksa oleh keluarga gue sebagai pembokat (karena pembantu gue kabur) gue pun mulai tersiksa dan bosan se bosen bosennya umat islam. nah inilah saat dimana gue pertama kali terjun ke dunia korea , awalnya gue agak meremehkan memang tapi ternyata kereeeeeeeen! gue terpukau oleh lihainya dancer dancer sana walaupun kadang kadang sok ke g*nt*ng-an tapi two tumbs up deh buat super junior! hidup SUJU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi bukan hanya itu saja yang membuat gue tergila gila ama dunia ke-korea-an ini yang bukan lain adalah DRAMA KOREAnya aaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!! awalnya gue cuman suka fullhouse lama lama gue jadi suka princess hours (goong) trus juga sassy girl dan BOY BEFORE FLOWER tentunya tapi yang membuat gue paling tergila gila ialah BRILIANT LEGACY / SHINING INHERITANCE awawawawwwawa bagus paraaaaaaaaaaaah  ceritanyaaaaa dan lebih lebih lagi, pemeran cowonya cakeeeeeeeeeeep bgttt namanya LEE SEUNG GI awawawaw gigit jari deh gue liatnyaaaa awawawaw here's some pictured of him :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TCreRnRMB0I/AAAAAAAAAF8/_qhHUGmysio/s1600/20090818_lee_seung_gi_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TCreRnRMB0I/AAAAAAAAAF8/_qhHUGmysio/s320/20090818_lee_seung_gi_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488443490084587330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TCres8usjCI/AAAAAAAAAGE/gUC6fGfEVws/s1600/leeseungki2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TCres8usjCI/AAAAAAAAAGE/gUC6fGfEVws/s320/leeseungki2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488443959701965858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lee Seung Gi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Korean_language" title="Korean language"&gt;Korean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;: 이승기, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hanja" title="Hanja"&gt;Hanja&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;: 李昇基), born o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;n January 13, 1987, is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/South_Korean" title="South Korean" class="mw-redirect"&gt;South Korean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; singer, actor and MC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't he coooooooool?? look at those gorgeous smile of him, oh my oh my ily seung gi oppa ^^&lt;br /&gt;another pictured of him :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TCrgGHCERwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/DAfnFP9wSTE/s1600/25z5rev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TCrgGHCERwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/DAfnFP9wSTE/s400/25z5rev.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488445491475924738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TCrhbRD_4sI/AAAAAAAAAGc/inPEKWGqJMY/s1600/12657929162010021018104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TCrhbRD_4sI/AAAAAAAAAGc/inPEKWGqJMY/s200/12657929162010021018104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488446954457260738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TCrh3boARPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UEn6f4dzOTM/s1600/20102k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TCrh3boARPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UEn6f4dzOTM/s320/20102k.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488447438328972530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TCrmLBvbP9I/AAAAAAAAAGs/nYeZioH4XhY/s1600/20090614_lee_seung_gi_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 370px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TCrmLBvbP9I/AAAAAAAAAGs/nYeZioH4XhY/s400/20090614_lee_seung_gi_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488452173024673746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TCrmcTK33cI/AAAAAAAAAG0/dpqwyqus_KI/s1600/lsg-es1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TCrmcTK33cI/AAAAAAAAAG0/dpqwyqus_KI/s320/lsg-es1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488452469760974274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TCrm9gv1QVI/AAAAAAAAAG8/gTgZ3x5NDB8/s1600/shining-inheritance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TCrm9gv1QVI/AAAAAAAAAG8/gTgZ3x5NDB8/s320/shining-inheritance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488453040341336402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright guys this is it ! hope you'll like it ! i love youuu seung gi oppa (L)&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, leave your comments please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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ya semuanya kalo hurufnya gede kecil gede kecil gituu! keep following this blog okeeeeeeeeeeey?*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-5032574062054773271?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/5032574062054773271/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=5032574062054773271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/5032574062054773271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/5032574062054773271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;akhirnya, setelah perjuangan gue melawan kejahatan adek gue, setelah gue melalui 'general test' yang membuat gue tidak p**p selama seminggu dan setelah melalui berbagai ibu ibu yang memperebutkan piala dunia (?) walhasil, akhirnya gue masuk SMABEL, wah betapa bahagianya gue bisa memasuki smabel, serasa....serasa gue dilahirkan kembali (lebay).pokoknya seneng bgt kayaknya kalo anak smabel kemana kemana keren gitu misalkan ke pasar pake rok smabel, ke ice skating pake seragam smabel,ke warung pake seragam smabel wuaaaaaaaaaah bahagiaaaaa bgt deh semua mata tertuju pada gue gitu awawaw!&lt;br /&gt;nah,setelah liburan yang melelahkan akhirnya datanglah hari pertama MOS widiiiih deg degan pisan!!dalam menunggu datangnya hari ini gue bertanya tanya ama kakak2 gue bagaimana sukses dalam mos, yak percakapannya sebagai berikut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;naba: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;bang, gmana nih aku besok mos omg atkut bggtttt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;abang: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;udahlah bil nyante aja....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;naba:&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;nyante aja gimana aku kan belon pernah mos gmanaaa dong?? ada saran?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;abang: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;pokoknya harus pd bil trus harus aneh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;akhirnya setelah pemikiran yg cukup panjang dan melelahkan gue memutuskan untuk menerima saran abang gue ya itu jadi ANEH &amp;amp; PD. sipppp kini gue pun siap menghadapi mos!&lt;br /&gt;besoknya, guepun berangkat ke sekolah baru gue itu. nama gue tercantum disebuah kelas bernama plato, alias dikelas 74. gue pun dengan semangat 45 mencari kelas tersebut sampai sampai gue langsung duduk dan berkenal sama semua orang yang bisa gue capai, akhirnya sahabat pertama gue disana ialah puput, dinda, ama yesmine.udah agak lama gitu datanglah sang kakak mos itu gue udah seneng gitu eh taunya ga ada cowonya preetttt&lt;br /&gt;pokoknya setelah mereka memperkenalkan diri blablabla akhirnya terucaplah kata kata yg paling gue takuti dari bibir salah satu kawanan mereka "yak, semuanya memperkenalkan diri yaa diDEPAN KELAS" ........................................(dead silence)...........................................................&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa WHAT THE HELL!! kenapa harus didepan kelas sih ya tuhaaaaaaaaan aaaaaaa maluuu oh shiiit aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;ehem,ehem. yak akhirnya setelah mengalami 5 menit stroke akhirnya gue pun bangkit dan meningat kata kata abang gue itu "ANEH &amp;amp;PD" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;"ANEH &amp;amp;PD" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;"ANEH &amp;amp;PD"&lt;/span&gt; dan babak perkenalan pun dimulai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;kakak2 mos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; : yang dipanggil namanya maju ya, trus kenalin diri sama jelasin kenapa mau masuk yak x, maju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; : halo teman teman nama saya *piiip*, umur saya *piiip*, saya ingin masuk smabel karena saya yakin smabel memiliki prestasi yang baik yang dapat menjunjung saya ke masa depan yang cerah, salam kenal ya semuanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;gue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; : (waduh -___-"" )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;kakak2 mos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; : xx, maju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;: hai kawan kawan, nama gue *piip*, gue tuh masuk smabel soalnya smabel tuh terkenal akan prestasinya yang gemilang jadi gue yakin kalo gue masuk sini, gue dapat menjadi orang yang kelak dapat menyatukan nusantara sesuai sumpah palapa yg merupakan keinginan kakek gajah mada,hihi (wtf???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;gue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; : ( -______________-"""""""" )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;kakak2 mos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; : xxx,maju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; :haaaai nama aku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;y*sm*n*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; , umur aku 12 tahun, aku tinggal di tebet barat raya no: 14 (who cares), aku masuk smabel soalnya sudah mendengar prestasi prestasinya yg gemilang itu (halah spik) juga tentang pendidikan yang akan menjunjung aku ke kehidupan yang sukses dan dapat membuatku menjadi orang berguna hehehe (preeeeeeeeeeetttt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;gue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; : (-_______________-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;kakak2 mos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;: nabila,maju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;gue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;: .........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;gue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;: .........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;kakak2 mos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; : nabila? yang namanya nabila siapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;gue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; :!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;gue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;: s..sayyaa kaaaaak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;kakak2 mos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; : oke maju ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan memikul berat 51,25 kilo dipunggung gue, dengan ingus yang terus bercucuran keluar dari idung gue dan dengan jantung yang berdentuman di dada gue, gue pun maju. deg deg deg deg !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;gue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; : ehem , ehem (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;"ANEH &amp;amp;PD" ingat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;"ANEH &amp;amp;PD") halo semua, nama gue nabila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;kakak2 mos&lt;/span&gt; : kenapa pengen masuk smabel ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;gue&lt;/span&gt; : ...................................( ingat nab inget &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"ANEH &amp;amp;PD" ) errr saya mau masuk smabel karena....karena deket endorse, bloop , burger &amp;amp; grill, de jons dan lain lain, salam kenal ya semuanyaaa! (nekat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;semuanya&lt;/span&gt; : ..............................HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA WUAKAKAKAKA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;gue&lt;/span&gt; : (bernapas lega dan kembali menempatkan pantan gue ditempatnya.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yak , awalnya gue merasa telah sukses dengan jawaban ini , tapi setelah gue nyampe rumah, makan rumput dan mandi madu gue pun sadar ........................GUE TELAH MEMPERMALUKAN DIRI GUEE AAAAAAAAAAAAA!! walhasil gue pun melalui masa masa 3 tahun dismabel dengan dihujat oleh teman teman gue yang Anj......*ehem* yang gue sayang. 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alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468597331505626370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah rasa rasanya sayang banget kalo gue belom nyeritain tentang event terSUKSES sekolah gue, yang ga lain dan ga bukan adalah CRAMSISCO IV woohooo mantaaaabb&lt;br /&gt;dengan guest star RAN, SERINGAI, ROCKET ROCKERS, dilengkapi dengan band band cool lainnya ini bisa mendobrak smabel yang akhirnya terpenuhi oleh beri ribu oranggg! widiiiie keren banget deh dari bocah ingusan, om om mesum, bocah ilang, ampe tukan kebon (?) pun turut memeriahkan sesuasana. bener bener deh pensi kita tahun ini ga ada tandingannya moga moga aja angkatan bawah juga bisa bikin yang bagus hahahah banggaaaaaaa bgt gue ama cramsiscooo , love ya bgt deh #CRX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-5458241378320850102?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/S-RcTJQKvQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/peMY5fcV2zQ/s72-c/cramsisco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-6845077617437028479</id><published>2010-05-08T00:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T00:46:39.540+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No Posting</title><content type='html'>hellloooo semua&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya hari ini dengan bangganya gue mendeklarasikan kemerdekaan gue atas jajahan Ujian Nasional dan Test RSBI ( phew) rasanyaa kangeen banget ama blog ini , kayaknya gue bakal sering nge post lagi nih ! keep following okey guysss, Chao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, Naba&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-6845077617437028479?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/6845077617437028479/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=6845077617437028479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/6845077617437028479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/6845077617437028479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2010/05/long-time-no-posting.html' title='Long Time No Posting'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-7245582862376756781</id><published>2009-12-05T10:58:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T11:46:58.064+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pencarian Dompet yang Hilang , bg 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;dihari yang panas namun cerah itu gue akhirnya selesai juga menghadapi bulatan bulatan lembar jawaban komputer yang telah sukses ngebuat jari gue pegel lalu dengan lugunya gue lihat jadwal ulangan besok ternyata besok adalah B INDONESIA (phew yaah setidaknya ga ada apalannya ) dan SEJARAAAAAAAH ! OH NO ! , sejarah merupakan pelajaran yang palingggg rumit sejagad udah buku bukunya tebel na udzubillah banyak tanggal tangal nama nama dan tempat tempat gilaaa mati aja otak gue , maksud gue penting ga sih kita ngapalin tanggal, jam, dimana bendera merah putih berhasil dikibar kan , atau siapa aja yang ikut perjanjian roem royen lah renville lah pliss deh ga kenaaaal ( gue binggung deh belanda ngeyel bgt sih pengen nguasain indonesia ga nyadar apa udah punya wilayah sendiri urusin tuh warga warga lo jangan ngejajah negara orang dasar ngeyel ) DAN PENTING GA SIH KITA MEMPELAJARI POLITIK EKONOMI ALI BABA yang dicetuskan oleh iskaq dan penting ga sihh kita nyari tau kenapa namanya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;ALI BABA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;padahal yang nyetusin namanya iskag , plis deh who care gituuu ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;terkadang gue suka curiga bagaimana guru guru sejarah itu bisa menghapal sejarah begitu lancarnya apa ya tipsnya ? gue juga penasaran bgt gimana si madam of history aliaass blabala itu bisa segitunya tertarik ama sejarah sampe sampe pas quiz sejarah ada pertanyaan " siapakah yang membaca pidato proklamasi ? " trus gue dengan yakinnya menjawab " soekarno dan moh hatta buu !" dan sang madam of history alias bu guru pun menyahut " SALAH ! yang benar soekarno DIDAMPINGI moh hatta !" oh shiiiiiiiit plis deh apa bedanya siiihh ? emang dia liat langsung apa proklamasinyaaa ? emang seberapa bedanya sih dan ama didampingi ?? pokonya alhasil gue diketawain sekelas dan disuruh belajar lebih giat lagi ( sialan !)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;okey back to the topik , setelah cukup panik ngeliat jadwal uas besok tiba tiba muncul fatia dan dengan anggun nya berkata "nab , hari bakalan ada tambahan bta mau ikut ga nab ?" seraya menghapus air mata yang menggenangi mata gue gue pun akhirnya memeluk dia dan berkata "AKU CINTA PADAMU !" eh salah skenario maksudnya gue bilang "IYA GUE MAUU" akhirnya gue bersama fatia paes falisha pun mencari bajai langganan agar dapet diskon ke bta . sesampainya di BTA gue bergegas nanya ke mr hafiz tambahan sejarah di ruang mana katanya  "ruang sr 4 " gue pun mnyempatkan diri bertanya " yang ngajar siapa pak ?" trus kata mr hafiz " kayanya sih kak ***** yang biasa ngajar itu " hahahahahahahahah dengan bahagianya gue pun langsung menuju sr 4 lalu gue memberanikan diri masuk dan ternyata ternyata yang ngajar bukan kak ***** oh shiiiiiiit siaaaaaaaalannn , tapi yaudah lah yang penting tambahan huhuhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;setelah 2 jam kemudian bel BTA pun berdering itu artinya tambahan selesaai akhirnya gue bisa melarikan diri dari guru psiko yang nyuapin gue dengan sejarah tanpa habis habisnya phew! setelah sekian lama  ngobrol ngobrol didepan bta mulai dari ngomongin new moon , madam of history , 2012 dan banyak lagi , perut gue pun akhirnya menghembuskan napas terakhirnya yang berbunyi " KREEEKRUYUUK" dan saat itu pula gue sadar kalo gue sebenernya sebener benernya LAPEEER BGTTT , teman teman gue pun segera melarikan diri gue ke abang abang mie ayam terdekat .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;disapa oleh wanginya ayam , hangatnya kuah dan keriting mengelitiknya mie gue pun bangkit dan bilang " BANG SAYA PESEN SATU " trus kata abangnya "iya iya 5 ribu ya neng " gue langsung jawab "oke !" gue pun meraba kantong gue dan bagian bagian lain dimana gue biasa menyimpan dompet gue , lalu gue mengobrak abrik tas gue , berlari lari kecil dari bukit safa dan marwah tujuh kali sambil memanggil manggil dompet gue , trus tiba tiba langit menjadi gelap , tsunami datang , gunung krakatau meletus lagi , tanah pecah pecah dan barulah gue sadar kalo ..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;DOMPET GUE HILAAAAAAAANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-7245582862376756781?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/7245582862376756781/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=7245582862376756781&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/7245582862376756781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/7245582862376756781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2009/12/pencarian-dompet-yang-hilang-bg-1_04.html' title='Pencarian Dompet yang Hilang , bg 1'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-618855351044705382</id><published>2009-12-05T10:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T10:57:09.416+07:00</updated><title type='text'>KELAS 9 a.k.a UJIAN NASIONAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;AHHHHHRG ! setelah masa masa yang menyenangkan dan mengharukan  di kelas 8 sekarang gue harus mengahadapi masa masa jenuh sumpek asem di kelas 9 yang gak laen berarti adalah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;UJIAN NASIONAL&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;seperti anak anak muda lainnya tentu gue sangat amat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; tentang apa yang akan terjadi dikehidupan SMA mendatang namun semua kegembiraaan itu akan hilang kandas kalo ga lulus UJIAN NASIONAAAAAAAl oh shiiit  &lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;kenapa sih harus ada ujiaaaan ??? dan lebih lagi ujian nasional tahun ini akan dimajukan jadi bulan maret yang berarti tinggal 3 bulan lagiii gila ya gimana caranya gue bisa masuk 8 kalo gituuuu ? tapi sebagai ORANG YANG BIJAK gue tentunya tak akan menggunakan cara kotor seperti nyogok bu radjini dengan semangkok soto biar gue dikasih bocoran soal plis deh bukan cara gue bgt gitu loohh lagian gyue kan bokek uhuhuhuhuh. nah bagi anda anda yang kiranya juga se stress saya inilah tips tips menghadapi ujian nasional k**pret itu :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;makan yang banyak mengisi tenaga untuk UN 3 bulan mendatang &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;perbanyak olahraga biar fit disaat UN mendatang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mendekatkan diri dengan yang maha kuasa ( YA ALLAH TOLONG YA ALLAH !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ikut bimbel yang kira kira bisa membantu kapasitas otak kita&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;dan yang terakhir tentunya&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Belajaaaaar ampe mati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;walaupun banyak kabar kabar burung seperti "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;nanti un ada bocoran&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; guru guru pada jual soal un&lt;/span&gt;" , "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;butet dicurigai memiliki brankas brankas soal un&lt;/span&gt;" , "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;mama loreng bilang kalo un akan diundur sampe 2012&lt;/span&gt;" atau "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;brad pitt mau kawin lagi&lt;/span&gt;" jangaaaaan percayaa mendingan kita fokus ke yang namanya belajar menjelang UN belajar belajar dan belajar yah seperti kata pepatah&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sedikit sedikit lama lama jadi bukit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ahahahahha KEEP ON FIGHTING !!&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/8854466128053099237-618855351044705382?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/618855351044705382/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=618855351044705382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/618855351044705382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/618855351044705382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2009/12/kelas-9-aka-ujian-nasional.html' title='KELAS 9 a.k.a UJIAN NASIONAL'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-669762768029316228</id><published>2009-09-01T22:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:27:10.856+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;i was in the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dead end&lt;/span&gt; , i have no where to run , no where to hide. its like i have nothing left to do , just standing here walking on the pain following my life. i was so confused that i cant even think , i was so down that i cant even look up &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;searching for hope&lt;/span&gt; that never come and save me , i was to upset that i even tired of my life. everything went too fast that i cant even see its coming. i was in a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;deep depress&lt;/span&gt;, all my common sense wont work , so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i was running a little too fast maybe&lt;/span&gt; but i dont care , I just want to keep &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;running away&lt;/span&gt;, from all the problems that haunt me, from all the pain that &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kept me gripping&lt;/span&gt;, i was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fragile&lt;/span&gt; and empty. all the emotions have gone and leaving broken hearts . and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the wound&lt;/span&gt; will not heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-669762768029316228?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/669762768029316228/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=669762768029316228&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/669762768029316228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/669762768029316228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2009/09/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-5502933557160117889</id><published>2009-05-02T14:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T14:44:30.570+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Umat Umat Quantum</title><content type='html'>dibalik kejayaan quantum sebagai salah satu bimbel terbaik ternyata penghinunya pun tak kalah edan , untuk selengkapnya ikuti liputan ini :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0. Stephii : nama aslinya stephano sih tapi kayaknya enakan dipangil gini, bocah edan yang berusia 13 tahun itu demen bgt ama politik kerjaannya nonton berita mulu baca korang mulu beuh politikus dah pokoknya setiap mau ngobrol ama dia pasti nyambungnya ke politik oalah &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but still he's my best friend :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Sekar : cewe &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;perfectionis&lt;/span&gt; ini emang rada nyebelin tapi seru juga lho orangnya apalagi kalo ngomongin gossip beuuh mantab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Dalilah : cewek &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;behelan&lt;/span&gt; yang satu ini kerjaannya pacaraaaaaan mulu, yah maklumlah udah 5 bulan gtu wakakaka langgeng ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Fasha : dia juga salah satu dari a million girl who love &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SUPERNATURAL&lt;/span&gt; movie  ! horaay emang sih dean winchester ( jensen ackles ) ga ada duanya cakep tenan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Isel :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; cewe cina &lt;/span&gt;ini kayaknya kurang merhargai namanya sendiri udah bagus gisella eh maunya dipanggil isel lah icel lah tapi gitu gitu ini orang laku juga loh pacarnya aja kelas 3 ciee ciee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. tiara : ini cewe amat sangat tomboy rupanya dia memiliki gaya yang rada seditik&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; punk&lt;/span&gt; tapi kok namanya feminim banget ya ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah ah pegel&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-5502933557160117889?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/5502933557160117889/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-8376420728946925193</id><published>2009-04-05T18:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T18:46:27.352+07:00</updated><title type='text'>teman</title><content type='html'>inilah teman teman terdekat gue tepatnya orang yang tabah berteman dengan gue :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.desy : odong odong ini telah bolah balik ke bali tanpa mengajak beta huh sedih aku ditinggalnya , tapi ga papa sih toh gue dapet oleh oleh wuakakak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.paes :seorang gadis ingusan yang sering main odong odong yang tampak bahagia selalu , yang baru bertemu belahan jiwanya gtu bulan kemaren ( cie cie )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.shintia : manusia yang mengangap kecoa sebagai dosa , baru beli softlens warna biru yang setiap dia pake mukanya jadi mirip kucing (  joking lho bro )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.wulan : makhluk yang satu ini nampaknya sedang dimabuk entah cinta apa asmara , tukang jualan dreamy yang nawarin gue untuk berdagang seperti dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.nanda : nenek dari segala nenek nenek yang pernah memasuki semabel rada sedeng trus suka ngeluh ama kulitnya yang mulus tak berbulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. selma : punya style yang keren , tajir tapi sayang nya kok masih mengutang ama ec oalahh oalah trus kalo curhat ama orang ini beuhh enak bener dah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.azzura : cewe tajir yang akhir akhir ini sering bergosip panas dengan gue , dan suka cepika cepiki bersama gue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.yesmine : setelah bertemu seseorang di bakerzin menjadi pelanggan tetap disana namun sepertinya hubungannya dengan seorang itu tlah di ambang penceraian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.hana : anak aneh yang sepertinya memaklumin keanehan gue dengan natural tanpa beban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. fatia : makhluk feminim yang amat gue kagumi , dan sebagai dokter cinta gue yang selalu menjadikan pak mustakim alternative dari jodoh gue oh no !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.anito : tokoh antagonis yang selalu mengejek diriku yang bak cinderella ini huhuhu samapi akhirnya gue bales dendam dengan meneror dia biar gue tau no hpnya wuakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adduuuh tangan gue pegel pisan ey , to be continued ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-8376420728946925193?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/8376420728946925193/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=8376420728946925193&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/8376420728946925193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/8376420728946925193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2009/04/teman.html' title='teman'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-6804095024575495108</id><published>2009-04-05T18:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T18:08:55.822+07:00</updated><title type='text'>masa masa jenuh sang bijak ( part 1)</title><content type='html'>kelas berisik , ac kelas panas , terus gurunya itu itu mulu siapa yang ga jenuh coba ! mending kalo kelas tentaram adem ayem terus gurunya cakep cakep gitu ye kagak kayak pak marno beuuh betah dah gua . tapi kok kayaknya yang ga tentram gue doangnya temen temen gue kayaknya fine fine aja tuh lari larian bahagia lah , di mabuk cinta lah , suka ama sesama jenis lah , lah gue apan dong udah utang makin banyak tugas makin banyak pak marno makin sering dan sangat rajin ke kelas gue utuk ceramah ceramah ga jelas bujuuu bosen idup lah gua&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-6804095024575495108?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/6804095024575495108/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=6804095024575495108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/6804095024575495108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/6804095024575495108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2009/04/masa-masa-jenuh-sang-bijak-part-1.html' title='masa masa jenuh sang bijak ( part 1)'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-4784786910686474347</id><published>2009-04-05T17:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T17:48:33.771+07:00</updated><title type='text'>something about you</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="100%" cellpadding="12" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I could talk to you for days  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You make me laugh one thousand ways  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And I realise (you fill me up)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Like hot water (in my tea cup)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm enchanted by your smile  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I must admit it took a while  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For me to see that (this was something)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;More than (he's my friend, it's nothing)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I hope to God you feel the way I feel  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'Cos this could be amazing, something so super real  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[Chorus:] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There's something about you and you don't even know it  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm telling you now that you got me good  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There's something about you and I can't help but show it  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Damn right, you got me good  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now I'm not alone, with you I'm whole  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I gotta let you know, you got me good  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Your style, your voice, your points of view  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The good, the bad and ugly too  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Boy I'll take it (give it to me)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'll be careful (give it to me)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Addiction don't come close to this  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Official is what this sh- is  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Still I can't say it  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No I can't say that I'm in love  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I hope to God you feel the way I feel  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'Cos this could be amazing, something so super real  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[Chorus:] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There's something about you and you don't even know it  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm telling you now that you got me good  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There's something about you and I can't help but show it  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Damn right, you got me good  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now I'm not alone, with you I'm whole  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I gotta let you know, you got me good  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just wanna be your all and all  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just wanna be the one to make you fall  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I wanna take you away, I want you to be for me  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I want you here with me forever, be my holiday, yeah  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh yeah  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Let me take you away  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There's something about you  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[Chorus:] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There's something about you and you don't even know it  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm telling you now that you got me good  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There's something about you and I can't help but show it  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Damn right, you got me good  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now I'm not alone, with you I'm whole  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I gotta let you know, you got me good  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You got me  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You got me good                    &lt;/span&gt;            &lt;/td&gt;                &lt;/tr&gt;                &lt;tr&gt;                     &lt;td colspan="2" style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243); line-height: 15px;"&gt;                                                                     &lt;br 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title='something about you'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-3528052014156739348</id><published>2009-02-05T18:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T18:56:33.067+07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOLONG</title><content type='html'>omigosh masa pas gue lagi latihan backroll, tiba tiba gue menyadari sesuatu .. sesuatu yang amat penting .. sesuatu yang kayaknya merugikan gue gitu .. sesuatu yang aneh ? .. dan akhirnya gue inget kalo GUE PUNYA BANYAK UTANG BULAN INI ! omigosh what i gonna do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daftar utang nabila baradja a.k.a sang kerudung bijak :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;utang ama paes                        : 11000 ,-&lt;br /&gt;utang bayar kas bulanan        : 20000,-&lt;br /&gt;utang ama butet                      :    1000,-&lt;br /&gt;utang ama wulan                     :       500,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gile ye dari segala jumlah gue ngutang ,  gile mau jadi apa daku kelak ? masa gue bakal menjadi cewe arab gila yang selalu kere dan meminjam uang dengan muka sedih alias melas ? huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;tapi is okay , gue kanbelom minta uang bulanan gidu ama my sweet honey bunny pompom alias bokap gue wakakak bagi yang menyadari dan meratapi kisah sedih utang harap menyumbang atau ga mendoakan agar saya di beri rezeki yang amat banyak dan melimpah aminnn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-3528052014156739348?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-5639165582934493359</id><published>2009-02-05T18:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T18:41:22.612+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubur !!</title><content type='html'>entah kenapa ya akhir akhir ini gue jatuh cinta gitu ama makanan yang lembek ama kenyel kenyel ini , kayaknya tuh kalo gue makan bubur tuh gue berasa lembut gimana gitu , serasa dunia milik sendiri wakakak ( lebay ) tapi lo nyadar ga sih kalo bubur tuh lembut bgt , trus kenyel gtu terus kadang2 suka membuat pemakannya merasan kehangatan yang nyata dan sentosa , lagian ini makanan kan kagak bikin gendut dan ngenyangin , soalnya sseporsi bubur paling cuma  segengem nasi kan ? makanya is a good food to diet ! kira kira sehari tuh gue bisa makan 4 porsi bubur gitu itupun gue masih kelaperan kayak apaan gtu ( iya kan es?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-5639165582934493359?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/5639165582934493359/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=5639165582934493359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/5639165582934493359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/5639165582934493359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2009/02/bubur.html' title='Bubur !!'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-1285635199059152790</id><published>2009-02-05T18:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T18:20:43.477+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;hah gue dah lama banget ga ngeblog wakaka maklumlah secara gue amat sibuk dan tersohor ( cih bahasanye ) soalnya akhir akhir ini gue binggung gitu deh ama topik yang bagoes buat ngeblog , wakakak tapi gue usahain deh biar tetap online selalu hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-1285635199059152790?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/1285635199059152790/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=1285635199059152790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/1285635199059152790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/1285635199059152790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2009/02/busy.html' title='Busy'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-4243626815952234075</id><published>2009-01-05T18:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:59:48.365+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm  Back</title><content type='html'>hello there fella , gila gue dah lama pisan kaga bercurhat curhat ria lagi di blog ! tapi insya allah tar gue jadi rajin deh hehehe , ga penting bgt ya , yaudah lah pokoknya gue cuma mau ngasih tau I'm Back !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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dengan cerdasnya temen gue , si&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; bagus &lt;/span&gt;memanggilnya dengan sebutan NELLY , yang dengan indahnya dipisahkan menjadi dua suku kata yaitu nenek lincah . semenjak itu nama ini pun banyak digunakan oleh tokoh tokoh smabel ceria seperti salah satunya adalah gue . menurut pengamatan gue , nenek itu ternyata memiliki hobby dalam menimbulkan hal hal baru yang dapat menjadi trendsetter , misalnya adalah pose seksi yang di beri nama pose&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; " kodok nemplok di tembok "&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;jadi kalo di singkat menjadi&lt;/span&gt;  KOPLOK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dan dengan segala keberuntungan dan keberaniaan yang gue miliki saya dengan tidak sengaja mendapatkan salah satu foto pose tersebut yaitu sbg berikut :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/SSf8-kG3zXI/AAAAAAAAAC0/89lCrMX-n1w/s1600-h/Ckckck002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/SSf8-kG3zXI/AAAAAAAAAC0/89lCrMX-n1w/s320/Ckckck002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271460040635043186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jangan ditiru dirumah , kalo mau niru disekolah aja soalnya dengan begitu dapat dibimbing oleh ahli seperti wulan yang dengan bangganya bilang " eh gue udah bisa dong pose kayak nanda ", dan apabila anda nekat untuk mencobanya tanpa bimbingan ahli maka resiko yang anda dapat adalah :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;terjatuh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;malu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sulit buang air besar ( sembelit )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;muka merah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;serangan jantung&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;ngak deng yang bener cuma yang pertama dan kedua , hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berlanjut ke pengamatan yang berikutnya , setelah jatuh bangun gue ngamatin nanda , eh salah nelly , gue akhirnya sadar bahwa nenek nenek adalah orang yang tidak boleh kita remehkan karna di balik badanya yang rentan dan remuk itu ditemukan sebuah kekuatan yang besar apabila nenek nenek ini mengamuk .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah ah , gue mau baca twilight dulu ya&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUE .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-3097734125970927830?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/SSf8-kG3zXI/AAAAAAAAAC0/89lCrMX-n1w/s72-c/Ckckck002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-6948376046249469418</id><published>2008-11-13T21:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:44:44.399+07:00</updated><title type='text'>tolol bin bahlul</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;waktu itu kan gue masih ngefans sama lagunya indra bekri ada dewik , yang judulnya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;eh eh kok gitu sih itu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; lho , akhirnya sepanjang jalan mau olahraga gw nyanyi gitu deh trus tiba tiba gue berpapasan ama pak ***y*  gitu dan dengan pedenya gue nyanyi gtu deh didepan tuh guru , nyanyiannya kayak gini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; " eh eh bapak kok gtu sih , bapak kok marah , jangan gitu bapak , jangan gitu bapak "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;  dan dengan mematahkan semua perhitungan di atas kertas tuh guru tiba tiba mukanya kayak murka gtu , trus  ancang ancang mau mukul gue gtu , otomatis gue shock setengah mati  dong , trus tiba tiba ada bisikan gini , kalo tuh guru marah ke gue bisa bisa dia ngomong yang ga ga ke nyokap , atau jangan jangan tar nilai gue di jatuhkan bagaikan kertas yang telah rusak ( ngak nyambung ) wal hasil akhirnya gue langsung minta maaf gtu kan tapi tuh guru tetep melototin gue gtu dan dengan kesegalatololan yang masih gue miliki gue pun nyanyi lagi dan dengan anehnya tuh guru tiba tiba ketawa dan pergi , ninggalin gue yang masih shock  bareng saksi saksi yang ngeliat gue . entah guenya yang beruntung apa emang gurunya yang edan tapi yaudahlah yang penting gue selamet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-6948376046249469418?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/6948376046249469418/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=6948376046249469418&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/6948376046249469418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/6948376046249469418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2008/11/tolol-bin-bahlul.html' title='tolol bin bahlul'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-1878372326991206791</id><published>2008-11-09T00:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:44:14.199+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quantum'/><title type='text'>Pa Adun the best photoshot taken by gue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;quantum hari ju'mat tuh paling ngeselin soalnya plajaranya ipa biologi yang di ajar ama bapak" yang bahkan kalo ngomong aja ga kedenngeran , trus jam plajaran keduanya pak yadi lagi , yang ngajar matematika kayak ngajar bahasa indonesia , trus suka marah marah gj gtu deh .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;TAPI&lt;/span&gt; kalo hari sabtu gw demen , soalnya yang ngajar ips  adalah my lopely bu henny tea , trus pelajaran kduanya gantian kadang bahasa indonesia kadang2 bahasa ingris , kalo bahasa inggris gurunya tuh rada misterius gmana gtu , soalnya gatau tukang ramal , dukun , apa sinterklaus , apalagi die kalo ngajar suka melenceng jauh lah , misalnya dari  ngajar grammar jadi cerita tentang dewi persik kembemnya jatoh , atau ga dari ngajar present tense jadi ngomongin teroris , ckckck emang edan nih guru satu . trus kalo bahasa inggris yang ngajar sih pa adun yang kocak bin ga jelas , kadang serius gmana gtu , kadang kocak  , kadang nyegir sendiri pamer gigi , kadang godain si sakti . namun akhirnya gue dan tami pun menemukan ke - tahcutahyol ( entah lucu  entah konyol ) -an pak adun makanya gw sengaja meng candid pak adun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;dan inilah hasilnya :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;awalnya pa adun lagi ngobrol ngobrol gtu deh ama kibe , fahmi , dkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/SRXOesTBIHI/AAAAAAAAABs/1VmtjyImwio/s1600-h/padun+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/SRXOesTBIHI/AAAAAAAAABs/1VmtjyImwio/s320/padun+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266342365961986162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;trus akhirnya kembali nulis kunci jawaban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/SRXOeqyh46I/AAAAAAAAAB0/J4mmXlk6DTw/s1600-h/padun+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/SRXOeqyh46I/AAAAAAAAAB0/J4mmXlk6DTw/s320/padun+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266342365557285794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;lalu saat gw panggil dia melirik dengan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;seksi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;nya ( sori gambarnya goyang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/SRXPCwKJD6I/AAAAAAAAACM/SwRoZDZypZg/s1600-h/padun+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/SRXPCwKJD6I/AAAAAAAAACM/SwRoZDZypZg/s320/padun+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266342985473789858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;lalu tiba tiba dia membuat ekspresi yang tidak terduga :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/SRXOe6mF7KI/AAAAAAAAACE/4tHOgoCZ8GM/s1600-h/padun+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/SRXOe6mF7KI/AAAAAAAAACE/4tHOgoCZ8GM/s320/padun+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266342369800088738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ya allah !! gw begitu ngeliatnya langsung ketawa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ngakak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; bareng tami , najis dah ekspresinya tuh sok cool gmana gtu , hahahaha sumpah deh kocak abis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-1878372326991206791?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-5907175762177084396</id><published>2008-11-07T20:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T21:31:39.766+07:00</updated><title type='text'>nasi kebuli biadap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;waktu itu gue lagi nunggu di dino burger ama paes , gue mau nemenin dia ampe di jemput gtu deh , trus didasarkan oleh panggilan sang perut , tanpa mempedulikan tinggal berapa uang bulanan gue , gue pun langsung ngibrit ga jelas biar kedapetan burger ice cream vanilla &amp;amp; strawberry , lumayan lho enak enak gtu cuma 5000 walaupun abis beli itu dompet gue langsung melorot , tapi setidaknya adalah yang bisa buat nahan nih perut biar ga nyanyi nyanyi kelaperan . dengan santainya gue ama paes ngobrolin gtu kenapa dia bisa putus ama mantannya , si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;siput . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;pas paes udah pulang ,  tiba tiba di jalan gue mulai merasakan gejolak gejolak  bahwa perut gue akan berbunyi karena masih laper , makanya gw langsung celingak celinguk ngecek ada orang ga di sekitar gw dan saat gue merasa aman akhirnya gue pun  membuang gas dari pantat yang lebih keren di sebut &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;kentut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; . berkat kebisingan mobil mobil yang berlalu lalang bunyi kentut gw pun dapat di sembunyikan dengan sukses . emang bener ya kata orang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;" buanglah gas sembarangan " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;emang bener bener top dah hehehe . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;sesampainya gw di rumah gue cukup shock karena nyokap gue telah berbaik hati membuatkan gue nasi kebuli langsung aja gw hantem tuh nasi kebuli trus gw makan dengan biadap di depan mbak gue yang natap gue  seakan gue ini  macan yang belom pernah makan daging selama 40 tahun . tapi saking ga pedulinya ama sekitar sampe sampe gw mau ngambil sampel malah keganti ama kecap ! alhasil nasi kebuli gue jadi manis ga nahan gtu , tapi tetep enak enak aja tuh wkwkwk .  abis makan gue langsung ngesot keatas trus main komputer sambil ngemil kerupuk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;udang , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;lagi enak enak baca komik eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;pake  acara keselek segala jadi terpaksa ngibrit ke bawah dan ngambil minum , namun sayangnya gue ga bisa kabur dari tatapan murka nyokap gue dan akhirnya gue gak blh maen komputer sebelum shalat isya. bener bener deh gue bukannya ga mau shalat , tapi kondisi perut gue kan lagi abnormal neh , jadi buat ruku' aja susahnya udah setengah mati . wal hasil abis shalat pun gue kringetan dan ngos ngosan dan tanpa di prediksi terjadilah kejadian seperti ini :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;gue : ( ngambil gelas di dapur )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;mbak ni' : hayo bil , kamu abis ngapain ngos ngosan gtu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;gue : hah ? abis shalat mbak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;mbak ni' : alah jangan bohong hayo abis ngapain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;gue : ih apaain sih ( sambil ngos ngosan gw ninggalin mbak gw yang horny sendirian )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;emang sih mbak gue dah ngebet pingin nikah gtu tapi setidaknya ga usah nyebarin pikiran pikiran negatif gtu kan , secara gue orangnya dah cukup bokep gtu , tapi yaudalah gue doain deh biar mbak gue bisa cepet cepet nikah jadinya ga horny sendirian deh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;setelah negak air kira 19 liter ( sesuai kapasitas onta ) gue pun ngerasa lega , tapi tiba tiba timbul aura aura kemualan dalam mulut gue , trus perut gue rada rada sakit gtu deh dan ternyata ternyata .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;gue mencret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-5907175762177084396?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-1975418268105502016</id><published>2008-11-07T19:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T20:53:20.584+07:00</updated><title type='text'>komik geblekkk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pada pagi yang panas gara2 ac kelas gw ga ada yang nyala , gw membaca komik judulnya lovely lesson gw beli tuh komik soalnya covernya bagus tau nya .. ANE'EH ! udah karakter cewenya matanya segede gaban , trus idungnya runcing bgt! karakter cowonya lebih jijay lagi , matanya gede , trus gayanya sok gangster gmana gtu , pokoknya alay bin lebay , najis gw baca komik kayak begitu ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nih salah satu adegan dalam komik itu :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;            didalam kelas yang rusuh tiba tiba datang &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;cowo idung runcing&lt;/span&gt; sambil ngebanting pintu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;           trus dia langsung meluk &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;cewe mata gede&lt;/span&gt; dari belakang trus bilang gini :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;cowo idung runcing&lt;/span&gt; :    maafkan aku , sepertinya aku cemburu padamu ,memang aku   tidak                                                 mengangapmu manis ,  tapi alasan mengapa aku selalu mengejekmu                                                 adalah karena aku hanya menginginkanmu untuk menjadi milikku                                                     seorang , aku  mencintaimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;cewe mata gede&lt;/span&gt;       :    a .. apa maksudmu ( mukanya merah padam gtu )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;cowo idung runcing&lt;/span&gt; :    sebelum aku menyadarinya, para laki laki itu menggodamu dan itu                                                     membuatku  sangat kesal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;cewe mata gede  &lt;/span&gt;    :    ja .. jangan bercanda ap apa maksudmu ( mukannya udah ga jelas warna                                            apa trus sambil setengah nangis gtu )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;cowo idung runcing &lt;/span&gt;:   tapi ternyata memang benarkan , kalau aku sendiri menganggap mu                                                sangat manis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bruk ! si &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;cewe mata gede&lt;/span&gt; tiba2 meluk si &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;cowo idung runcing&lt;/span&gt; ( kok kayaknya sound effectnya berlebihan ya ? masa meluk orang aja bunyinya sampe bruk gtu sih ? apakah itu adalah pelukan yang menyakitkan ? apakah cinta itu begitu menyakitkan ? atau apakah sang &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;cewe mata gede&lt;/span&gt; memiliki dendam tersendiri ? mari kita kupas setajam ... SILET [ teng teng teng teng whoaa ] )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;cewe mata gede&lt;/span&gt;  :   aku tidak mengerti ucapanmu ! kamu selalu dikelilingi oleh banyak orang dan                                   selalu populer , dari dulu ... dari dulu aku selalu ingin membuatmu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                                  berkata bahwa aku manis .. hiks hiks kamu benar benar tidak akan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                                  mengejekku lagi ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;cowo idung runcing &lt;/span&gt;: aku tidak akan mengejekmu lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;cewe mata gede  &lt;/span&gt;    : baiklah aku memaafkan mu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;trus akhirnya mereka ciuman di tengah kelas sedangkan muka temen2nya cengo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;TAMAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;jibang (jijik banget) bgt ga sih ? , sumpah ya abis gw baca tuh gw tuh langsung drop , gubrak bgt sih ceritanya ! dan lebih parahnya lagi GW UDAH NGELUARIN 14.000 BUAT TUH KOMIK GEBLEK ! SIALAAAAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-1975418268105502016?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/1975418268105502016/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=1975418268105502016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/1975418268105502016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/1975418268105502016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='komik geblekkk'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-6088535568492164396</id><published>2008-11-05T15:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T16:15:45.444+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANAK ANAK REFUSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;0 &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;MASHITAH  &lt;/span&gt;                                  : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;PRIMADONNA&lt;/span&gt; 84&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;1 bobby bibir (alias imam )              : orang gila yang memiliki bibir seksi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;2 agi                                                     : cewe babyface penggemar film bokep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;3 nanda ( nenek )                               : nenek dari segala nenek yang pernah masuk ke kelas 84&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;4 anit                                                    : cewe bermata sipit yang &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;BEKEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;5 ardhi                                                 : cowo yang tralu bahagia dan suka cari perhatian ama pak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;                                                               mustakim ( hati hati homo )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;6 aufar                                                 : orang aneh yang entah knapa cadel trus perhitungan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;7 iman                                                 : cowo kurang berisi yang di duga salah satu homo-annya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;                                                               ardhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;8 bagus                                                : cowo edan yang kurang mesra ama pacarnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;9 mika                                                 : cowo berbehel yang gatau lucu apa konyol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;10 eska                                                : cowo jangkung ceking yang makin kurus sejak putus ama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;                                                                pacarnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;11 richard ( ricat )                              : poninya kayak mangkok , sok keren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;12 Aldi ( bani alias kibau )                : tinggal di cirebon tapi sekolah di smabel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;13 bobby pisang                                 : paling &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;BOKEP&lt;/span&gt; secipinang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;14 raga                                                 : terlalu ceria , terlalu bahagia , terlalu bokep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;15 mirdas                                            : jago gambar dan di dakwa sebagai homoannya pak suradi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;16 tanto                                               : berkulit hitam dan terobsesi akan kacamata putih levis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;17 naufal ( misbah )                           : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;TUKANG UTANG&lt;/span&gt; , nyolot , sok keren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;18 didit                                                : pinter , tapi rada rada gmana gtu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;19 monic                                             : pinter matematika , berbehel , demennya ngejek si bibir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;20 wulan                                             : Na &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;UDZZUBILLAH&lt;/span&gt; pinternya , kadang kadang suka sadis ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;                                                               trus rajinnya ga nahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;21 aulia                                                : pendiem , berkacamata , murid unggulan pak mustakim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;22 danti                                               : anak cheers , seksi dan berbehel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;23 Falisha                                           : suka &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HERI&lt;/span&gt; ( heboh sendiri ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;24 harry                                             : punya rumah makan wiryo , kalo ngasih contekan tarifnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;                                                              mahal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;25 risma                                             : temen se &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HERI&lt;/span&gt; -an nya falisha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;26 naila                                               : pendiem trus lembut ( apannya ? ) , lembut hatinya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;                                                               maksudnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;27 shintia                                            : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;TUKANG CABUT&lt;/span&gt; , cewe yang takut kecoa tapi entah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;                                                                knapa laku abis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;28 hana                                               : temen se&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; LESBIAN&lt;/span&gt;nya YESMINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;29 &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;YESMINE   &lt;/span&gt;                                  : suka ketawa ga jelas , rada rada error trus badannya bohai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;30 sheila                                             : baik , pinter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;31 jihan                                               : baik , asik di ajak jalan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;32 naqi                                               : mantan anak teakwondo tapi suka edan bin aneh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;33 dita                                                 : penggemar komik conan yang kalo cabut ga pernah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;                                                                ketahuan ( siaaaalaaan !)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;34 fatia                                                : suaranya merdu , maklum anak padus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;35 rehan                                              : cowo berbehel pink yang takut film horror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;36 kartiko                                            : cowo gede yang di gosipkan memiliki cinta terlarang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;                                                                dengan  neneknya ( nanda )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;37 saddam ( chair )                             : cowo kacamata yang nama akhirnya artinnya kursi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini lah temen temen sekelas gw yang aneh bin ga jelas , sekian dan terima kasih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-6088535568492164396?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/6088535568492164396/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=6088535568492164396&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/6088535568492164396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/6088535568492164396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2008/11/anak-anak-refuse-0-mashitah-primadonna.html' title='ANAK ANAK REFUSE'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-8476229909829158989</id><published>2008-10-31T21:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:30:05.728+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Innallilahi wa innalilahi rojiun</title><content type='html'>hari ini, sore ini tepatnya bokapnya temen gw , tiko meninggal dunia , innanillahi wa innalillahi rojiun . dan parahnya meninggalnya pada saat gw ama temen lagi pulang dari nonton , otomatis gw ga enak bgt ama tiko , soalnya bukannya berduka cita dia sampingnya gw malah berbahagia ria di indische ama anak refuse , sumpah gw ga enak bgt ama tiko . emang gw gatau gmana rasanya kehilangan orangtua ( jangan sampe deh ) tapi pasti itu bakal sakit banget , makanya itu gw hormat bgt ama temen gw yang udah pada keilangan orang tua karna mereka bukannya nangis setiap hari hanyut dalam kesedihan tapi mereka tetep berdiri tegar ngehadepin seberapa berat pun hidup mereka . itu kenapa gw salut ama temen2 gw .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-8476229909829158989?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/8476229909829158989/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-86432139659864549</id><published>2008-10-30T23:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:11:29.980+07:00</updated><title type='text'>kematian sebuah friendster</title><content type='html'>Pada tanggal 22 agustus 2008 , pukul 20.05 , saya umumkan bahwa frienster saya telah MUSNAH ! MUSNAH ! cuma karna gw ga tau cara nge verify email . dan satu satunya cara agar gw tetap bisa berjaya dan terkenal adalah gw harus bikin fs lagi ! tidaak ! (menjerit histeris) akhirnya gw pun bingung memikirkan cara lain supaya gw beken , trus akhirnya gw sok- sok- an bikin face book gtu , tapi sayangnya gw ga tau satu pun face book temen gw . tapi saat gw tau fb mereka , eh gw malah lupa password fb gw , bener bener otak gw kok kayaknya kapasitasnya dikit bgt,  kayaknya gw harus segera menculik wulan trus gw operasi biar tuker otak jadinya kayak film2 gtu . hehehe tunggu saja wulan aku akan menculik mu WAHAHAHA&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-86432139659864549?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/86432139659864549/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=86432139659864549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/86432139659864549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/86432139659864549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2008/10/kematian-sebuah-friendster.html' title='kematian sebuah friendster'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-5852296245264332273</id><published>2008-08-28T16:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T16:41:43.788+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guru Edan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;assalamualikum !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;gile dah lama bgt ni blog ga gw urus , soalnya gw dah jarang maen komputer nih . ih gue sebel bgt deh ama wali kelas gw ( nama dirahasiakan , tp anggep aja namanya&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Joko&lt;/span&gt; ) , masa uang kas kelas gw di masukin ke bank ! edan ga sih tuh ! abis itu dia pake acara pinjem" uang kas gitu deh , ih ketauan bgt kan matre nya !! trus dia tuh suka ngomel ga jelas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" kalian itu harus bayar uang kas , kan kalo kalian ga bayar kalian juga yang rugi ( mulai kringetan ) lagiankan uang kas itu buat membeli keperluan2 kalian juga kan ( mulai was - was ) nanti kalo uang kasnya habis kalian gmana ( mulai ingusan ) pokoknya yang belom bayar uang kas harus bayar besok, oke ?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ngerasa aneh ga sih ?? berdasarkan beberapa sumber yang terpecaya , terbukti kalo selama ini terpidana &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joko &lt;/span&gt;memang suka mengambil uang kas kelas yang menjadi kekuasaannya tapi anehnya , smabel kok nga mecat dia ya ? gue tuh ampe mikir tujuh hari tujuh malem , tapi tetep aja ga abis pikir knapa si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joko &lt;/span&gt;itu ga pernah di pecat .. ckckck emang ya sekolah gue  edannya ga nahan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-5852296245264332273?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/5852296245264332273/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=5852296245264332273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/5852296245264332273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/5852296245264332273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2008/08/guru-edan.html' title='Guru Edan'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-4505606812811495051</id><published>2008-08-10T12:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:23:43.338+07:00</updated><title type='text'>aneh nyeleneh</title><content type='html'>nah di pos yang satu ini gw rada sedih nih .. gw tuh sebetulnya tuh suka bingung deh antara membedakan mana temen yang baek ama temen yang cuma manfaatin gw doang , walaupun udah beberapa kali ketipu dan terjatuh di depan rumah ( hah ?) akhirnya gw ngerti bahwa ternyata kita gak bisa terlalu menggantungkan diri kita sama temen karna bahkan temen yang paling kita percaya aja bisa menjatuhkan kita ke jurang yang paling dalam .. tapi bukan berarti gw ga suka ama temen2 gw yang sekarang , gw udah bahagia punya temen kaya shintia , yang slalu nasehatin gw kalo ada apa2 , azzura yang suka ngasih tau gw keanehan gw , paes yang gilanya satu taraf lebih gila dari gue yang slalu dengerin curhatan gue , desy temen gw yang bisa di ajak sumo (lho?) dan easygoing , ama yesmine yang slalu ngasih tau d mana sisi alay gue , wkwkwk ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854466128053099237-4505606812811495051?l=nabilabaradja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/feeds/4505606812811495051/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8854466128053099237&amp;postID=4505606812811495051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/4505606812811495051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854466128053099237/posts/default/4505606812811495051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilabaradja.blogspot.com/2008/08/aneh-nyeleneh.html' title='aneh nyeleneh'/><author><name>sang kerudung bijak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03688335639511684697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucavh-cCpBI/TC-GwJzOUrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hsGItjpsx34/S220/13833_1172834001895_1259395140_30473756_932640_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854466128053099237.post-8100759430919303844</id><published>2008-08-03T11:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T12:15:50.958+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pelantikan EC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;mautau singkatan ec ? ec itu singkatan dari english club , sebuah ekskul di sebuah sekolah berwarna ijo dan orange yang sangat norak yang biasa di sebut smabel . ini ekskul sebetulnya sih seru , lencananya juga keren , tapi pelantikanya itu lho , ga nahaan !! gile aja semua kakak klasnya marah marah , ngomong aja ampe muncrat semua ! pokoknya banyak permuncratan air liur dan pertumpahan air mata deh kmaren .. waktu itu gw sekelompok dengan azzura , salah satu pembunuh lalat terjago sejagad . kami melalui masa masa yang menyedihkan , dari suruh drama ga jelas , suruh pelukan ampe di katain lesbie , dansa kayak di film &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;the prince and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; ,  sampai - sampai di mandiin oleh kakak ec yg rada kejam . tapi ga semua kakak ec  jahat , ada juga yang minta maap setelah marah dan memuncratkan air liurnya ke gw dan zura .. ada beberapa temen gw yang nangis tapi tentunya gw , zura , yasmin , ama shintia ga nangis yah paling hanya menahan malu dan kesedihan ini di dada ( caelah bahasanya ) . setelah pengkukuhan selesai , gw dengan biadapnya di mandiin kembang ama kakak ec . anehnya walaupun gw udah di siram pake air kembang banyak tapi tetep aja gw kagak harum harum malahan bau asem . ckckck hidup memang kejam  , kalo kita ga tegar bisa bisa kita dimuncratin air liur orang , maka itu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;WASPADALAH ! 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