<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297</id><updated>2012-01-09T11:38:49.394+07:00</updated><category term='hot issues'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='about me'/><category term='suram'/><category term='hopes'/><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='people around me'/><category term='another blog'/><category term='school'/><category term='flash news'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='jalan-jalan'/><category term='nonton'/><category term='university'/><title type='text'>iedo radityo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-8546462584513918383</id><published>2011-12-02T19:56:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T20:18:04.074+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Present December</title><content type='html'>Aneh sih. Tiba-tiba udah setahun aja sejak gw nulis post, "December, don't be desperado!". Udah nyaris setahun sejak gw ngepost dari Sbux Skyline dan nonton The Next Three Days. Dan, ya emang horor sih yang ini, udah nyaris setahun sejak UAS di semester ganjil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang berubah? Ya banyaklah. Gw inget setahun lalu gw nulis post-post di bulan Desember itu dengan hati cerah ceria meskipun mulai dibayangi UAS. Sekarang? Lagi gamang cuy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enggak kok enggak bukan gamang cinta-cintaan lagi. I'm done with those thingies. Lagi gamang... kehidupan. Sekali lagi, gw kayak lagi menjalani hidup sambil meraba-raba. Mulainya sih sejak gw pulang dari jogja kemaren sama keuangan KOMPeK 14. Kayak tiba-tiba banyaaak banget yang mesti dipikirin otak, yang mesti diproses badan, dan mesti dicerna hati. Padahal segalanya normal. UTS hamdalah baik-baik saja nilainya, akademis juga stabil, tugas ga banyak-banyak amat, KOMPeK juga belom hectic-hectic amat, duit... yah emang sih duit lagi seret tapi selow lah. Tapi rasanya kayak capeeek banget. Kayak pengen ilang dari muka bumi. Sembunyi seminggu di kamar hotel bintang 5 yang kamar mandinya ada shower sama bath tub pake air anget, kasurnya king size, TV nya ada semua channel, dan room service 24 jam all-you-can-order no-need-to-pay. Iya tau sih emang gw minta ditabok banget udah gamang aja masih banyak mau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo udah begini sih, bawaannya apa-apa demot. Apa-apa maunya sendiri. Lagi ngomong sama orang meskipun sobat sendiri jadi ga fokus. Apa-apa jadi sensitif. Apa-apa disimpen di otak mendem padahal masalah sepele. Ribet yak? Tau nih iedo jadi orang ribet beudh kayak jambul khatulistiwa nya syahrini. Dan gw sebenernya udah masuk stadium agak krusial sih kayaknya. Buktinya gw jadi gampang sewot (meskipun dipendem di hati) kalo ada yang salah dikit, ke starbucks gabisa senyum 3 jari sama barista nya, denger buble sama jones cuma masuk kuping kiri keluar kuping kanan, baca novel gak kelar-kelar, dan bahkan ngunyah cream cheese cake nya maqui's yang super yummy itu aja gabisa bikin nyengir. Huff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayak begini juga ga ada obatnya. Biasanya sih ilang sendiri aja gitu. Tapi... lama. Prosesnya lama. Bisa nyampe sebulan baru sembuh. Huff lagi. Mungkin... mungkin gw cuma jenuh aja kali ya sama kehidupan yang mulai masuk fase monoton karena udah dari september gini-gini doang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi... Desember tahun ini? Dibuka dengan mendung di sana-sini sih. Tapi keliatan kok ada secercah sinar mentari dan sebercak pelangi di pojok langit yang siap muncul :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-8546462584513918383?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/8546462584513918383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=8546462584513918383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/8546462584513918383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/8546462584513918383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/12/present-december.html' title='The Present December'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-436511902963474373</id><published>2011-11-22T12:40:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T13:19:32.249+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan-jalan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people around me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Third Term of Academic Life (so far)</title><content type='html'>Iya iya tau kok rasanya kayak dosa banget udah 2 bulan gak ngeblog. Tadinya yang udah berencana nulis lengkap artikel mengenai liburan yang seru dan fun di bulan agustus secara full pun pupus sudah, cuma sampai hari ke-10. Ya... Mau gimana... Yang mau nulis aja lupa dia ngapain aja pas liburan kemaren hehe *cengar-cengir ala short-span memory*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daripada cerita masa lalu (yang udah lupa juga sih haha udah kek do gapenting woy), mending cerita sekarang. Apa sih sebenernya yang bikin lau murtad dari dunia per-blog-an ampe 2 bulan ga ngepost sama sekali? Erm... Simple and cliche sih. "Ga ada waktu, geng".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ga ada waktu". Ngapain aja sih, do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi selama 2 bulan ini, iya he eh gw udah semester 3 uh yeah! Udah punya junior (which is gapenting juga sih ga ngepek-ngepek amat ke hidup gw), udah makin tegar menjalani kehidupan (cieh galau), dan makin mejret liat matkul yang bikin modar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September ya gitu deh euforia semester baru. Buat pengidap post-holiday syndromme, seminggu pertama masuk itu pasti bawaannya demot, bete, dan pengen libur lagi. Tapi sekarang udah mendingan sih hehe dulu jaman SD bisa sampe nangis segayung malah. Terus september itu all about KOMPeK banget, geng. Apa sih KOMPeK? Jadi KOMPeK itu kompetisi ekonomi skala nasional yang bikin anak FEUI untuk siswa SMA/sederajat. Zeruw kan? Zeruw banget dong kayak liat Beckett nangkep kriminal #eh. Intinya di bulan itu, agendanya adalah open recruitment staff terus staffing deh. Gw sendiri disana jadi Wakil Koordinator Divisi Dana Usaha. Intinya ya... Cari duit. Jadi, kalo ada yang duitnya berlebih kayak lemak gw (sekalian curhat) dan punya koneksi ke perusahaan-perusahan ciamik, boleh loh guys dibagi ke awak. Atau mungkin ada yang curious detailnya KOMPeK gimana? Bisa loh buka websitenya di kompekfeui.com atau follow twitternya, @kompekfeui! Boleh dong ya sekali-sekali promosi di blog sendiri :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus abis itu, oktober. Oktober datar sih. Datar banget. Isinya kuliah, kuliah, kuliah, rapat, hura-hura akhir pekan. Plus hari selasa deng yeay gw semester ini selasa libur! #jogetsamba Terus bulan ini juga kerjaan gw meeting, meeting, dan meeting sama mbak tyas, mbak yetta, dan mas timin atau personel KOMPeK lainnya. Sumpah, ini serunya kebangetan loh guys pake baju formal ke kantor-kantor buat deal-deal soal duit. Kyaaa, best job ever! Intinya, Oktober sih ya itu doang. Tapi diakhirnya... ada derita segala umat mahasiswa. UTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UTS sendiri gw agak-agak serem semester ini secara matkul lebih susah dan di kelas gw... Masih doyan ga fokus. Malah pernah juga cabut... Eh tapi itu buat OIM! OIM itu Olimpiade Ilmiah Mahasiswa yang mempertandingkan kemampuan ilmiah fakultas-fakultas di UI. Gw sendiri mewakili FE jadi kontingen OIM Quiz dan hamdalah, Juara 1 aaaaa seneng banget padahal gw gabut-gabut hoki gitu deh. Anyway, balik ke UTS. Ya gitu lah ya tau sendiri gimana habit mahasiswa kalo UTS. Sistem Kebut Semalam, kasak-kusuk cari kisi-kisi, mengemis-ngemis kultwit di twitter biar ga guilty feeling gitu deh belajar sambil twitteran, terus paginya bangun panik-panik sakit perut gemeteran, terus pas di ruangan ujian udah deh grogi biting-nail. Intinya, itulah UTS dan gw seneng banget gw survive dari derita itu :")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November. Minggu awalnya masih UTS juga. Minggu kedua juga UTS, tapi cuma sampe selasa. Terus rabu-minggu? LIBUR!!! Kyaaa senengnya ampe ketiban emas sih kalo kata gw soalnya FEUI pelit banget soal libur makanya langka banget ada libur 5 hari ditengah-tengah periode akademik. Terus pas jumatnya, Marissa dapet kabar bahwa gw, dia, dan Wildan berhasil lolos ke final NBCC di... Universitas Padjadjaran, Bandung! Khokho senengnya bukan main karena apalagi kalo bukan... ketemu Mpi, si pengemis cinta dipatiukur! Walaupun kehidupan asmaranya memprihatinkan kayak durasi pernikahan Kim Kardashian (yaudah sih do...), gitu-gitu doi jadi Chief General Secretary merangkap Liaison Officer merangkap Driver loh guys di NBCC. Gapaham lagi awak bangganya sama Mpina :"D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya, senin minggu lalu, gw, Marissa, dan Wildan goes to Bandung! Iya he eh kita cabut kuliah seminggu hehe. Itu kita bener-bener nothing to lose banget sih abis gimana coba ga ada bayangan lombanya ngapain dan kita satu-satunya tim yang semuanya anak 2010 dari UI. Sisanya, 12 tim lainnya, kombinasi dari 2010-2008. Hari senin itu sendiri kita juga cuma nyampe penginapan terus seminar terus udah selese. Lombanya hari selasa-kamis. Dibagi jadi 3 sektor: Public, Private, dan Non-Profit. Kamis malemnya, pengumuman. Dan ternyata... Kami juara 1 di sektor privat! Kyaaa, girangnya gapaham lagi deh ya guys. Dan juara 2 umum, setelah diakumulasi. Karena itu, kami berhak dapet duit 3 juta. Berarti 1 juta per orang. Lumayan banget deh itu sumpah bener-bener balik modal karena biaya yang dikeluarin buat ikut lomba ini nyampe 500 ribu per orangnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus sekarang gw udah balik jakarta. Kehidupan balik ke biasa. Kuliah lagi, rapat lagi, hura-hura lagi, dan galau... lagi? Kalo soal galau, agak aneh sih emang tapi erm gimana ya bilangnya... Intinya, rasa itu telah padam. Gw kayak udah ga ada apa-apa lagi sama gebetan dan bener-bener fokus jalanin hidup gw (yang masih aja hectic). Bagus juga sih dipikir-pikir karena alokasi waktu galau gw bisa dialihin ke hal lain yang lebih produktif #klise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi... yaudah intinya post ini itu doang. Eh iya lupa! Gw juga 2 weekend terakhir nonton iNAFFF dan sumpah ya... FILMNYA KEREN DAN CIAMIK PARAH!!! PLIZ PLIZ TAUN DEPAN KUDU WAJIB LAGI! Sedih banget sih tahun ini ga ada JIFFest karena mereka kesulitan pendanaan tapi untungnya iNAFFF sukses menghibur gw. Dan hari ini, iya tanggal 22 November 2011, adalah peringatan setahun bidding Avarkop! Labu guys so much! Semoga persahabatan kita bener-bener sekental kopi torabika lupa diaduk, as tweeted by @avarkopnews!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Sebenernya, masih banyak sih yang perlu digalauin. Tapi... bisa kok dipending. Time to be more focus, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-436511902963474373?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/436511902963474373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=436511902963474373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/436511902963474373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/436511902963474373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/11/third-term-of-academic-life-so-far.html' title='Third Term of Academic Life (so far)'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-2303105323530304347</id><published>2011-09-07T20:00:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T21:16:52.315+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Day 10: Avarkop's Transformers</title><content type='html'>Monday, August 8th 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I apologize for this blogging hiatus. It happened because... I did homecoming to Medan! After Medan, I went to Banda Aceh &amp; Sabang for a short holiday. Actually, I've written it, eh? Well, this trip story can wait. Now, back to the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, I went to Senayan City, another extravagant mall in Jakarta which is located in Senayan. I went there to meet Avarkopians. Have I told you about Avarkop? It's my circle of friend in campus. We met and then became bestfriends because a committee. A fail committee actually because we lost in bidding. Anyway, the failure somehow made us getting closer. Now, 9 months after the bidding, we're still friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to that day. We met there to watch Transformers 3: Dark of The Moon then breakfasting. The crew who attended that day is Amez, Tia, Akhlan, Jihan, Ilona, Saggaf, Audi, and I. Just 8 persons eventhough Avarkop is officially consisted by 20ish persons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5i3s214LP-U/Tmd0pFhKNHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/VILSgHO88Uk/s1600/Transformers-3-poster-530x792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5i3s214LP-U/Tmd0pFhKNHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/VILSgHO88Uk/s400/Transformers-3-poster-530x792.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649612506764293234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;LaBeouf &amp; Huntington-Whiteley are not in their best act...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film was good, actually. I liked the action part and the supporting actor/actress. While the main one is... no comment. I also don't know until now how can Carly run from Megatron and friends with her 10 or cm heels :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to musholla to do our Ashar pray. Then, we went straight ahead to the food court, waiting the Adzan Magrib. The advantage of having brakfasting in food court is... you have lots of choices. I chose Bakmi GM that time. Ordered their authentic noodle :9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did our Maghriv pray after the delicious breakfasting. Then, did windowshopping at bookstore, having chit chat about love life, laughing together. For short, it was a fun day. Besides, it was our hangout outside the campus after the focus-demanding short semester :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Picture Sources: Click &lt;a href="http://www.pictures19.com/transformers-3"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-2303105323530304347?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/2303105323530304347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=2303105323530304347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/2303105323530304347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/2303105323530304347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-10-avarkps-transformers.html' title='Day 10: Avarkop&apos;s Transformers'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5i3s214LP-U/Tmd0pFhKNHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/VILSgHO88Uk/s72-c/Transformers-3-poster-530x792.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-548919222753345039</id><published>2011-08-25T04:08:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T23:04:38.838+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Day 9: Grand Indonesia</title><content type='html'>Sunday, August 7th 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tradition does still rolling in Sunday. In Sunday, it is my family turn to break our fast outside the house. At mall, usually (as the mall is the main attraction here in Jakarta). Now, my two cousins who work in Jakarta also included in the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chose to break our fast at Grand Indonesia. The most luxurious, biggest, and complete mall in Jakarta (and Indonesia, perhaps). I think even Takashimaya or iSetan in Singapore can't beat this one. It has more than 8 floors and not less than a hundred tenants. So yes, it's a one-stop shopping center. For more information, check this &lt;a href="http://www.ghttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifrand-indonesia.com/#"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the story. We went there at 16.00. You might've known the reason, eh? Yep, the traffic jam. On the street, we argued about the restaurant. I wanted to break the fast at Takigawa, since they have sushi and we could get discount from my father's credit card. While my brothers, arguing strongly like three musketeers, chose to do that at Burger King. We still didn't reach the understanding when we arrived so we let our father to chose. For Ngabuburit, we went to Gramedia, reading comics and sightseeing novels. While my mom and my female cousin went to The Seibu Department Store to did some window-shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minutes before Maghrib, my father called all of us to Grand Suki, the restaurant that my father finally chosed. They have chinese food, thai food, and seafood so it was cool for me, actually. Finally, the adzan announced. We broke our fast and the food was superb. Prawn with mayonnaise, steamed tofu, dim sum, chicken sauteed by lemon sauce, black-pepper-sauced crab, and so on. At 18.45, our stomach had already full and we have did the Maghrib pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we walked again in the mall to do window-shopping, stopping by at Dairy Queen for their famous Blizzard ice cream (It tastes like heaven!), then my mom went to Yoshinoya to bought some yakiniku for our sahur at the next day. After that, we went home. Surely a pleasure for our tongues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 Culinary of Ramadhan: Grand Suki &amp; DQ's Blizzard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-548919222753345039?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/548919222753345039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=548919222753345039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/548919222753345039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/548919222753345039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-9-grand-indonesia.html' title='Day 9: Grand Indonesia'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-358172552600635411</id><published>2011-08-25T03:49:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T04:06:02.497+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Day 8: First Big Family Breakfasting on Ramadhan 1432 H</title><content type='html'>Saturday, August 6th 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was saturday. As a tradition in my big family, we gathered at this day to breakfasting together in one of my uncle/aunty/my houses or at restaurant, usually. That day was my aunty's turn. Her home is located at Condet. Anyone knows about it? It is located in the southeast of Jakarta and well-known for many Arabians live there since a long time ago (and also their perfume shops). It is also quite crowded area there. SO, traffic jam is an usual problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on that knowledge, we left home at 16.30. It was true... The traffic jam is quite hard. We arrived at my aunty's house at 17.45. It was just a several minutes before the breakfasting. For killing the time before before breakfasting (or "Ngabuburit" in Bahasa Indonesia), we listened to religion speech. Then, the maghrib time came. We broke our fast by Hoka-hoka Bento, KFC, and some pastries. After that, we did our Maghrib pray. Then, having the family chit-chat. It always feels warm and comfy, you know, to do that. Finally, we went back to home at 21.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also my third day of reading Eldest, the  next Inheritance Cycle after Eragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: I forget to write that I went to campus on the last thursday. Yep, the morning before The Devil Wears Prada. I did that to greet the freshman of FEUI, FEUI 2011. Hereby I said, welcome to FEUI, the next economists, CEO, accountant, and other economic professions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-358172552600635411?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/358172552600635411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=358172552600635411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/358172552600635411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/358172552600635411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-8-first-big-family-breakfasting-on.html' title='Day 8: First Big Family Breakfasting on Ramadhan 1432 H'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-1283142990945052532</id><published>2011-08-22T08:59:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T10:20:43.615+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Day 7: Sudden Illness</title><content type='html'>Friday, August 5th 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, this day wasn't a movie day as usual. So yes, please don't leave this post. In this day, ritual was still the same. Sahur, Subuh pray, Sleeping in the morning. But, I had to wake up at 11 a.m. this day for the Friday pray. After Friday pray, I went back to home and was going to sleep again until near Maghrib. But... that sudden illness was coming.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach started trembling. It really hurt that I barely could feel the warm of Counterpain (this balm usually makes me feel comfy for its hotness). Therefore, I couldn't go to sleep. I also tried to do that sh*tting activities but it still didn't work. After several times screaming like jagger because of the pain, I, sadly and finally, vomited. But, still, didn't effective to ease the pain. So, I walked around the house, screaming and moaning like I was a demoniac. My mom finally arrived at home, saw my condition, and tried to give me a positive suggestion (yep, that's what she did. because positive suggestion is cheaper than medicine &amp; medical action :")).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I experienced the second vomit. My mom panicked, then. So, she dressed up and brought me to medical center near my house. Well, while she's in the middle of dressing up (it took a long time... a really long time), I already thought the worst. Diabetes, colon cancer, and so on... Geez, I'm officially suffering hypochondria, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being examined by the doctor, turned out that I was suffering a maag. That happened because I ate spicy food too much. Which was true... Mom's making rendang for the first days of Sahur. Then, we bought the medicine at the drugs store. Then, we headed back to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the doctor's advice, I skipped the Taraweh pray. Which was a wrong decision because my family straightly went to Bubur Ayam Cikini (Chicken Porridge at Cikini region. they're quite famous in jakarta!) after the Taraweh. Fortunately, they bought me a take-away porridge. Yummy! I felt better after I ate that dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Culinary of Ramadhan: Bubur Ayam Cikini (take-away), Home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-1283142990945052532?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/1283142990945052532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=1283142990945052532&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/1283142990945052532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/1283142990945052532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-7-sudden-illness.html' title='Day 7: Sudden Illness'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-4486360091715113514</id><published>2011-08-22T08:39:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T08:59:17.664+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Day 6: The Devil Wears Prada</title><content type='html'>Thursday, August 4th 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, I was re-watching The Devil Wears Prada for... the hundreds times, I guess (Exaggeration is added here, of course). They still amazes me, you know? The persistent Andy Sachs (and gorgeous Anne Hathaway... Dear Lord, help me). The elite-wannabe Emily (played nicely by Emily Blunt). The devilish-yet-elegant Miranda Priestly (Meryl Streep, we want more of you in other movies!). Last, the angelic and pity guy, Nigel (Stanley Tucci hits that!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sKCuMVfptts/TlG1-0HeBtI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ZKsrfhBAqcs/s1600/The_Devil_Wears_Prada_main_onesheet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sKCuMVfptts/TlG1-0HeBtI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ZKsrfhBAqcs/s400/The_Devil_Wears_Prada_main_onesheet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643491898818430674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hathaway's first major movie! (Ella Enchanted &amp; Mia Thermopolis doesn't counted! :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't bother you with the summary since I've talked a lot about this movie (and you can check it by yourself at &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0458352/"&gt;imdb.com&lt;/a&gt;). In the middle of 'the cinema', a guy from Telkom came to install the new internet modem. So, I paused the movie, assisted the guy, then continued the movie. That's all for that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture Source: click &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:The_Devil_Wears_Prada_main_onesheet.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-4486360091715113514?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/4486360091715113514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=4486360091715113514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/4486360091715113514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/4486360091715113514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-6-devil-wears-prada.html' title='Day 6: The Devil Wears Prada'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sKCuMVfptts/TlG1-0HeBtI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ZKsrfhBAqcs/s72-c/The_Devil_Wears_Prada_main_onesheet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-1295671815447080853</id><published>2011-08-22T08:23:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T08:38:06.215+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Day 5: The Terminal</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, August 3rd 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, looks like I was in the middle of Tom-Hanks-fever. After Saving Private Ryan, this day I chose to watch... The Terminal. I  have heard about this 2004 rom-com-drama movie since I was in high school. But, I never had a chance to watch it. Now, the luck went upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-enqAmQE8WIk/TlGwuJe1ZpI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/iBHIxunm1yE/s1600/terminal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 400pxhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-enqAmQE8WIk/TlGwuJe1ZpI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/iBHIxunm1yE/s400/terminal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643486114937661074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tom Hanks... at one of his best role&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not very good to make the summary of this movie because... The DVD jammed when I watched it! Dear God, it created a big upset that I straightly went sleep after I had turned off the DVD player (or that was maybe because I felt sleepy... Never mind). So, here I'm giving you the summary that I get from &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0362227/"&gt;imdb.com&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Viktor Navorski, a man from an Eastern European country arrives in New York. However after he left his country war broke out. Suddenly Navorski is a man without a country - or one that the U.S. cannot recognize, thus he is denied entrance to the U.S. However, he also can't be deported so he is told by the Security Manager that he has to remain in the airport until his status can be fixed. And also Navorski doesn't speak English very well, so he cannot talk to or understand anyone. But he somehow adapts and sets up residence in the airport, which makes the man who placed him there unhappy, as it seems he is in line for a promotion but Navroski's presence might complicate that. So he tries to get Navorski to leave but Navorski remains where he is. Navorski makes friends with some of the people who work in the airport and is attracted to a flight attendant he runs into whenever she comes in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Written by r.g.clark@gte.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it is. Enjoy the movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Picture Source: click &lt;a href="http://www.impawards.com/2004/terminal.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-1295671815447080853?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/1295671815447080853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=1295671815447080853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/1295671815447080853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/1295671815447080853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-5-terminal.html' title='Day 5: The Terminal'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-enqAmQE8WIk/TlGwuJe1ZpI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/iBHIxunm1yE/s72-c/terminal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-366646146415334612</id><published>2011-08-22T07:51:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T08:14:35.075+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Day 4: Marketing Call Day</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, August 2nd 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special happened today. Except... As I had promised to Kak Inah, The Head of Financial Bureau of BEM FEUI 2011, I would do my project, Partnership BEM FEUI 2011, in the first week of August. Since I will have to focus on KOMPeK 14 (and the holiday) at the middle of August. So, that's what I did. I made some calls to some companies, asking their contact persons, and persuaded those persons to accept the Partnership. Well, some were showing progresses while others were dead ends. Haha, don't worry. I'm getting used to of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, in the night, I sent the progress report to my bureau's email. That's all for this day, I think. Oh, and I started re-reading Eragon by Christopher Paolini! Geez, it still amazes me! Check out &lt;a href="http://www.alagaesia.com/"&gt;alagaesia.com&lt;/a&gt; if you're curious about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUDrkDrQBfA/TlGsJARacOI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ImU3nf3SE_4/s1600/InheritanceCycle4HC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 153px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUDrkDrQBfA/TlGsJARacOI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ImU3nf3SE_4/s400/InheritanceCycle4HC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643481078763778274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Inheritance Cycle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, it's about fantasy novels, divided into four series. Eragon-Eldest-Brisingr-Inheritance. This quadralogy is called Inheritance Cycle. The matter of fact is... Inheritance will be released on this November! Yeah, I know that's for America. But hey, I still can't wait for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: If you have links to companies that have big opportunities to give sponsorship, it will be a great help for me to finish my project! Kindly leave it at the comment section. But um... For Indonesia-site company only, I think. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Picture Source: click &lt;a href="http://www.crackingthecover.com/1329/knopf-reveals-christopher-paolinis-4th-inheritance-cycle-book/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-366646146415334612?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/366646146415334612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=366646146415334612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/366646146415334612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/366646146415334612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-4-marketing-call-day.html' title='Day 4: Marketing Call Day'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUDrkDrQBfA/TlGsJARacOI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ImU3nf3SE_4/s72-c/InheritanceCycle4HC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-5289877293516444608</id><published>2011-08-20T22:56:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T08:17:06.916+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Day 3: Saving Private Ryan</title><content type='html'>Monday, August 1st 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of shaum, or puasa, or fasting! The ritual begun! Sahur at 03.45 a.m., going to masjid at 04.45 for Subuh pray, and then take a short sleep before going to school. Err wait... Going to school? Not anymore, iedo! You're a college guy now! Woo hoo! And because I'm no longer a freshman, I don't have any orientation in this August (which was a nightmare last year...). Therefore, HOLIDAY IN THE HOLY MONTH! A FULL HOLIDAY! This is my first Ramadhan while also having a full holiday. So, the ritual also having a bit change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's start the ritual all over again. Sahur, Subuh Pray at Masjid, then... Sleep all I can! I did that and wake up at 10 or 11 a.m. After that, I wanted to watch some movies that I've already bought as the holiday preparation haha. Therefore, I tried to install the dusty-seldomly-used DVD player and... it was broken. Sigh. Thanks to Allah, my father was in home because he decided to take a day-off as his stomach began to acting freaky. The surprise was... He had another DVD player! So, we installed the new one and then... Enjoy the movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IptwxiNG5-w/Tk_hqY8BAcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6KuaL7w4Xzg/s1600/savingprivateryan_926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IptwxiNG5-w/Tk_hqY8BAcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6KuaL7w4Xzg/s400/savingprivateryan_926.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642976976483451330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tom Cruise. Matt Damon. Vin Diesel. And... Nathan Fillion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film took the World War II setting. This film is in IMDb Top 250 Movies so yes, I'm curious. I watched it with my two last brothers. In the first 30 minutes, I already knew what makes this movie feels good. The gore thingy. The beginning scene was about the Allied Army trying to occupy the Normandy area but when they got there, they're attacked by the Axis by heavy military weapons. And it was a mess. A bloody mess. After that scene, you can't take off your eyes from the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching the movie, I took a nap and then, woke up at 5 p.m. So, I took a bath, preparing for the break-fasting, break my fasting, and then, went to Masjid to did my Taraweh pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Picture Source: click &lt;a href="http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SavingPrivateRyan"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-5289877293516444608?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/5289877293516444608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=5289877293516444608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5289877293516444608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5289877293516444608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-3-saving-private-ryan.html' title='Day 3: Saving Private Ryan'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IptwxiNG5-w/Tk_hqY8BAcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6KuaL7w4Xzg/s72-c/savingprivateryan_926.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-4615307616404198171</id><published>2011-08-13T05:36:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T08:22:39.678+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Day 2: The End &amp; The Beginning</title><content type='html'>Sunday, July 31st 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, the birthday greetings. Happy 31st birthday, Harry Potter! Happy 46th birthday, Joanne Kathleen Rowling! Lucky for me, I was going to watch Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows Part 2 (or HP7DH2, for short) that day! So, after doing Sunday morning rituals, we're (my father, my last two brothers, and I) going to Setiabudi One Plaza in Kuningan. At there, my first brother had arrived before us and already queueing in front of the cinema. They would be open in several hours but people already making lines. Whoa looks like David Yates successfully casting the Accio spell, then :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizing that it's useless for all of us lining for the ticket, my father decides to bring my little brothers to Kaizen (barbershop) in the lower floor. I followed them. Getting bored... I walked around the building. Then, when I got back there, all of them had gathered. After that, we took a lunch at Chatterbox! I ordered some steak with ratatouille (yes, it's actually a kind of food). It was delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity for us, we got 15.15 for the Harry Potter. To kill some time, we decided to go to Hero Gatot Soebroto, buying toiletries and bla bla. Then, we went back to Setiabudi Building to catch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pz6um65mZSI/TlGuyye_nKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/_lU52Yc8Z_k/s1600/11-07-21-harry-potter-and-the-deathly-hallows-part-2-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pz6um65mZSI/TlGuyye_nKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/_lU52Yc8Z_k/s400/11-07-21-harry-potter-and-the-deathly-hallows-part-2-poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643483995640405154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Last Enemy is... Death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS SUPERBLY AWESOME, FOR THE SAKE OF ALLAH SWT! I barely wiped my eye in some monumental scenes like the final duel of Potter &amp; Voldemort, the Potter's in-between condition, and the Albus Severus's King Cross. I've been reading HP series since I was in elementary school, third grade I think. And although I'm not liking the movie as big as the novel, still.. It all ends now. No more Potter movies. No more Potter books. Feels like there is a mega hole in my heart... :")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when there is an end, there is a beginning, as proverb said. After the last Harry Potter, we rushed back to home. For preparing ourselves for the first taraweh in this Ramadhan 1432. Then, after the Taraweh pray, my parents and I went to Martabak Kubang at Manggarai to get some supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I want to say... Welcome to you, Ramadhan! Hope all muslims around the world gain the blessings and forgiveness from Allah SWT this month. Amin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;#1 Culinary of Ramadhan: Martabak Kubang, Manggarai, Jakarta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Picture Source: click &lt;a href="http://sputnikreviews.wordpress.com/2011/07/21/harry-potter-and-the-deathly-hallows-part-2-a-great-end-to-an-amazing-era/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-4615307616404198171?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/4615307616404198171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=4615307616404198171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/4615307616404198171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/4615307616404198171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-2-end-beginning.html' title='Day 2: The End &amp; The Beginning'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pz6um65mZSI/TlGuyye_nKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/_lU52Yc8Z_k/s72-c/11-07-21-harry-potter-and-the-deathly-hallows-part-2-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-5154761707723271337</id><published>2011-08-03T21:31:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T21:51:52.153+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Day 1: Abnormal Afternoon</title><content type='html'>Saturday, July 30th 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of holiday! Woo hoo! Last night, I spent it by watching 2 movies in my laptop straightly. Sleepy Hollow &amp; Ocean's 11. Both are great! But yeah, it's more interesting to see George Clooney and his army breaching Andy Garcia's vault than to watch Johnny Depp chasing headless ghost whom seeks his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, I almost do nothing. Only laying in my bed, thinking about holiday scenarios, and so on. But, in the middle of day, the sinners group (In Bahasa: Grup Dosa) wass constantly making my BB beeping. Topic of our chat is about our last meeting before Ramadhan. Because Mpi has to go to Bandung in Monday. After several jokes and arguments, we agreed to met at Dindut's house at 4 pm. So, I took a bath, went to ATM, and went to our meeting point there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived, Mpi had already arrived. Dindut was fear about Mpi's over happiness. Until the end, we didn't know why she did that. So, it must be because of guys or... sugar overuse. Yeah, that's Mpi. Anyway, after I arrived, since I'm a boy, we couldn't stay in Dindut's room. So, we moved our ground zero to her living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Bajay and Nikon showed up. Muthe and Bule couldn't come because of some business. Started at 4.30 pm, insane activities were detected at that place. We talked. We mocked. We gossiped.We laughed. We ordered food from Hokben. We ate. We took some hilarious pictures. Here are some of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E_ryMmOlBdM/Tjle6w913kI/AAAAAAAAAGo/JVtp79fXlT0/s1600/Abnormal%2BAfternoon%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E_ryMmOlBdM/Tjle6w913kI/AAAAAAAAAGo/JVtp79fXlT0/s400/Abnormal%2BAfternoon%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636640772300594754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Before the insanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5tCAs4l8qeA/TjlfIFKn9II/AAAAAAAAAGw/62AHbwMMqqk/s1600/Abnormal%2BAfternoon%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5tCAs4l8qeA/TjlfIFKn9II/AAAAAAAAAGw/62AHbwMMqqk/s400/Abnormal%2BAfternoon%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636641001061217410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;In the middle of insanity. Btw, Bajay and I were using Rumah-Dara theme to pose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also copied some movies from Dindut's laptop. At 7 pm, Mpi had to go home. So, Nikon, Bajay, and I decided to went back to with Mpi. After that, Mpi dropped Nikon and I across the Pasaraya Manggarai. Craving for something sweet, Nikon and I went for ice creams at McD there. Then, we went back to our home. What a crazy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-5154761707723271337?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/5154761707723271337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=5154761707723271337&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5154761707723271337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5154761707723271337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-1-abnormal-afternoon.html' title='Day 1: Abnormal Afternoon'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E_ryMmOlBdM/Tjle6w913kI/AAAAAAAAAGo/JVtp79fXlT0/s72-c/Abnormal%2BAfternoon%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-5068173406345492184</id><published>2011-08-03T21:08:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T21:52:36.103+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>44 Days of Holiday</title><content type='html'>After two months of short semester, now, I'm having my long long holiday! There is 44 days of holiday or... about 1072 hours! Hell yeah, I counted that haha in the middle of studying for the past final exam. What makes it more special is this holiday also contains Ramadhan (the first 29/30 days), Homecoming Trip to Medan (the next 6 days), Trip to Banda Aceh &amp; Sabang (the next 3 days), and the rest to... cleaning the house from any contamination caused by being left for those trip (the last 5 days).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, I can expand this holiday plan into more detail. Nevertheless, it's not wise to do that in one post. Therefore, I'll tell you day by day, just like Ganesh do in &lt;a href="http://jazzandjavascrapbook.blogspot.com/"&gt;his blog&lt;/a&gt;! Btw, check it. His holiday itinerary is totally... tempting *drooling*. So, see you again, dearest readers! Happy fasting for you who are muslim and happy holiday for you who are lucky (as I am)! Once again, say a warm welcome to the HO-HO-HOLIDAAAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: I, shockingly but yet as I planned, have spent half of my august wage in the first week. Yeah... Terrible, eh? :")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-5068173406345492184?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/5068173406345492184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=5068173406345492184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5068173406345492184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5068173406345492184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/08/44-days-of-holiday.html' title='44 Days of Holiday'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-3722000568074803405</id><published>2011-07-14T20:56:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T21:15:05.841+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan-jalan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Full Moon</title><content type='html'>Well well, once again, I left this blog for a long long time. No post in a month! The Short Semester thingy are surely grab my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks again, my dear readers! Then, I'll hug my precious-holy-month holiday. While at this moment I'm writing to you, Dindut, Muthe, Nikon, Bajay, and Vicky are probably enjoying the indulgence of Bali. Jealous, iedo? Can't be more. They're enjoying sunrise, I'm struggling with merciful-needed tasks. They're enjoying sunset, I'm holding my last breath to face the exhausting way back to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I'm going to Dufan tomorrow with my financial bureau of BEM FEUI 2011 team! Definitely can't wait! The one and only problem is... Money. Since my 18th birthday, I've been receiving my 'salary' monthly, not weekly again. Moreover, my father has raising the amount, also. But, silly me, stupid me, sinfully me, I always spend it significantly in the early month. Therefore, there is only a little amount left for the rest of month. Dear Lord, I have to fight my hedonist behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, reader. Gonna sleep now to enjoy my delightful tomorrow. See you guys soon. At least, in august :")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: It's a full moon tonight, babe. Unquestionably, you are as bright as it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-3722000568074803405?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/3722000568074803405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=3722000568074803405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/3722000568074803405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/3722000568074803405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/07/full-moon.html' title='Full Moon'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-7850873156355190419</id><published>2011-06-05T22:25:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T22:46:38.871+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><title type='text'>Jolts of June</title><content type='html'>It's june already! In the end of this month, half of 2011 will be passed. Okay... Time-keeper? You're getting freakier now about the time's speed :"D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it also means a new month. I'm kinda excited. New month always means new spirits, new stories, new challenges, and err... new cash, absolutely. My first short-term in college also starts this month. Love the schedule so much! I only need to attend the class from Monday to Thursday, begins from  2 p.m.! Yippie, I can go anywhere in the night without worrying about waking up in the morning at the next day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. Not in the mood for writing, sadly. Write to you soon, readers! At 8th June, especially! It is my blog's 2nd anniversary! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-7850873156355190419?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/7850873156355190419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=7850873156355190419&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7850873156355190419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7850873156355190419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/06/jolts-of-june.html' title='Jolts of June'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-6060155839513434454</id><published>2011-05-29T16:23:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T16:30:19.826+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><title type='text'>The Last One</title><content type='html'>So, tomorrow is my last exams in this term. my second term as FEUI's student. whew, time really flies. The exams are introduction to acoounting 2 and statistics 1. believe me, they're super effective like clefairy's double-slap to make my mood kinda decreasing. what makes it become worse are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done any practices. Kinda spooky since both of them are mathematical subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't read the introduction to accounting book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, instead, spent 2 hours playing plant vs zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm blogging to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell to the no, gotta back to those books. please, pray for me reader. this is the last one. after that, I'll have a gorgeous-six-days holiday. So... write to you again later. Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-6060155839513434454?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/6060155839513434454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=6060155839513434454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/6060155839513434454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/6060155839513434454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/05/last-one.html' title='The Last One'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-7655419544791443886</id><published>2011-05-28T21:21:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T22:59:51.179+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hopes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Buble goes around, Buble comes around</title><content type='html'>Okay, you guys maybe, finally, fed up about me telling this Buble story, again and again. Believe me, I've tried to forget him (Okay, even getting more spooky. I still straight. That is obvious). What I mean, as I said in my post titled "Obsesi", I began to not addicting this Canadian singer. The problem is... He's the one who starts popping up in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the story. In the beginning of May, I surrounded by many non-academically business. From becoming the PO of CIMB Clicks at FEUI (Thanks for your pray, it was succeed!) to err... some unnecessary conflict between my organization to another one. Then, in the middle of May, I started to focus on my academic situation which I have to because final exams are waiting in the end of May. Finally, End of May, as Buble sang. Final exams are coming. With these tremendous and hectic thingy, Buble slowly downgraded in my mind. From anytime-I-remember idol into, err... kinda evil, just a singer who sings my songs-before-sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you can see that everything became normal. Until yesterday noon when I took a simple nap. Buble, once again, sneaked into my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTENTION: This dream contains so damn much imaginations that may kill your patient then you probably want to kill me. So, please. Don't take it to seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this dream, I became a student in the most rich-glamor-classic school in Indonesia. I also became the son of Indonesia rich person. Shockingly, Indonesia also has four seasons (Hell yeah. Even dream told me that it was just dream). Nah, because of my school's advantages, inviting Buble to our school is kinda piece of cake. I, dunno why, was appointed to become Liaison Officer of Buble. And only me. Because you know, superstar needs anything personally. So, he sang many songs in our school art shows (everyone wore coat because it was winter. I've told you Indonesia has four seasons in this dream, eh?). In our school's auditorium that extremely looks like McKinley High School's one. The audiences are only my school's students because well, it's only a night to appreciate art project (see how extravagant my school in dream, eh?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he had delivered such an outstanding performance, I, automatically, already wait in his dress &amp; waiting room. I even remember the detail. The MB sign in the door, the suits in the cupboard-case. Hell yeah, I'm such a great dream-memorizer. Suddenly and dunno why, I didn't want to go out from his room when he told me to do that. I felt like, this is my last chance to stand near to him. Hell to the no, I don't want to release this chance. Then I said, "I won't go. I want to be here with you as long as possible. I'm your biggest fan and I stand by you as long as I live. I'll provide anything you need. Just to take a chance to be anywhere near you for a little while". After I had said that, he cried. FOR GOD'S SAKE, THE GREATEST CANADIAN MALE SINGER IN THIS ERA WAS CRYING IN FRONT OF ME (in my dream). He even shared his problem. He said that he bored with his glamorous famous live. He couldn't be his own self. He didn't have any single time to did what he like. In the end of his story, he said, "Do you want to go with me to Vancouver, Canada? I'll take some time to rest from this hell world and yeah, we can share our lives in my place". And that night, I went to Canada with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be patient. We are still in dream mode. We're going to reality mode soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I arrived in his Bavarian-castle-look-a-like house. After that, I met his old and disabled dad whose is taken care by nobody. I spent a week in his house. At that moment, he shared a lot about his life. His childhood. His life as everybody's idol His hopes and wishes. While I also took care of his dad (I'm such a multi-talented person, eh? In dream, indeed). In the end of the week, he and his father accepted me as his step brother and he said, "Why you don't move here and we can act as a totally bro?" (Dear Lord, it is the greatest dream I've ever had). After that, I had to go back to Jakarta. I still had to go to school and met my family, right? I also need to think about his offering. He had said that he couldn't forbid me to go back to Jakarta and he would pay a lot of visit to Jakarta if I did that (Hell yeah!). But still, he prefer to have me in there. To take care his dad and to act as his truly bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last scene, I already on the train. The train that would bring me to Vancouver airport so I could have a flight to Jakarta. The train started to leave the station. And the last words of Buble are "Bye, Iedo. My father and I will surely be missing you. Pick the right decision please. We need you". There it was, my train boosted its speed and it went through the morning fog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that sweet? I barely wake up with slight tears in my eyes. I mean, to have your idol to come into your dream... Such a tantalizing moment. Felt like all I have done to forget him was blown by the wind and I started to idolize him all over again. Back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;I know that it is a totally dream. That in reality, he has Lusiana Lapilato to be his lifetime friend and his life companion. That it's true that he has old dad but it is almost impossible that his dad is neglected. To conclude, my dream can't be turning into reality. But still, it shakes your world to have dream like that. So yes, Buble. You go around, you come around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: I've told this dream to Buled and she said, "Well, maybe he is not on any tour right now so he pay a visit to your dream world". That's exactly true, Ms. Buled. He's not on any tour right now. He will has his tour on first of June. Yes, Buled..... You might be right :")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-7655419544791443886?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/7655419544791443886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=7655419544791443886&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7655419544791443886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7655419544791443886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/05/buble-goes-around-buble-comes-around.html' title='Buble goes around, Buble comes around'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-6223458720601058454</id><published>2011-05-21T23:40:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T23:52:30.255+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suram'/><title type='text'>End of May - Michael Buble</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Golden haze,&lt;br /&gt;Another morning feels like yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;End of may...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Now you’re gone&lt;/span&gt; and there’s still bills to pay.&lt;br /&gt;And you know it doesn’t help to make believe, you’re sitting next to me.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t help, to make believe that you are right behind me&lt;br /&gt;Saying it’s okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longer days,&lt;br /&gt;More time to sit and watch the pendulum sway.&lt;br /&gt;In quiet rage &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I’m staring at this empty notebook page&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;In times like these you feel like you are done with feeling&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;You feel you want to stop the pain from healing&lt;br /&gt;Because you feel like you’re the only one who’s ever felt this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days in a daze, there’s brighter days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Funny how the feeling never stays&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;But I know I’ll have to come to terms when I’m awake,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thinking about you is the icing on the cake&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me realize the fact you’re gone for good for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden haze, another morning feels like yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;End of may, a year is gone and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I still feel this way&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;When we meet again I’ll ask you how you’re doing&lt;br /&gt;And you’ll say fine and ask me how I’m doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I’ll lie and I’ll say ordinary, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;It’s just an ordinary day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With dilemmas about short academic term ahead in June &amp; July, problems of organization &amp; committees, ferocious attacks by final tasks &amp; final exams, this song describes me best. At least, for this time being..... End of May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: And yes, babe. Thinking about you is the icing on the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lyric source: click &lt;a href="http://lyrics77.co.cc/end-of-may-lyrics-by-michael-buble"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-6223458720601058454?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/6223458720601058454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=6223458720601058454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/6223458720601058454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/6223458720601058454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/05/end-of-may.html' title='End of May - Michael Buble'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-5418659369214577444</id><published>2011-05-01T19:23:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T20:22:22.548+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Obsesi</title><content type='html'>Pernah ga sih lo mengidolakan seseorang sampe kayaknya semua hal di sekitar lo sekarang ga penting ga meaning dan yang pingin lo lakukan detik itu juga adalah menjadi groupies atau paparazzi atau stalker orang itu? Gw, manusia labil nan galau, sedang mengalami hal itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korbannya, siapa lagi sih kalo bukan Michael Buble? Haha emang sih sekilas ini membuat terlihat sedikit 'menyimpang' tapi percayalah gw straight kok. Gw masih mengharapkan kasih si Fourth of July *ups curcol dikit*. Masalahnya gw toh ga terlalu ngotot mengenai love life. Jarang-jarang sih gw cerita ginian tapi maksud gw gini. Seperti yang pernah gw tulis, buat apa sih enggak sendiri kalo dengan sendiri aja juga lo udah cukup bahagia? Oke gw mungkin terlihat sedikit pengecut dan gamau keluar dari comfort zone, tapi toh itu yang terjadi sekarang. Dengan segala macam kebutuhan dan kesibukan gw sekarang, entah kenapa status single itu lebih klop, lebih pas. Emang sih sekali-kali mau lempar piso kalo ada sedikit selentingan asmara lewat di Twitter atau kalo lagi kemana gitu terus ada dua sejoli menebar aroma kasih sayang. Tapi yaudah gitu doang. Gak lebih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah kembali ke Buble. Semuanya berawal pas bulan Februari. Waktu itu ini om Buble (dia 36 tahun loh astajim 2 kali lipat lebih tua dari gue!) kan mau konser tuh di Singapore Indoor Stadium pas awal Maret. Bokap gw, ga ada angin puyuh ga ada serangan ulet bulu, tiba-tiba cari perkara nih nyodorin tawaran "Mau gak nonton Buble di Singapore?" Ya gini aja deh ya. Gw belom pernah nonton konser dan Buble termasuk dalam list yang worth banget buat ditonton. So why not kan? Jadilah gw browse sana-sini dan menemukan fakta bahwa tiket yang paling murah, which is sekitar 600 ribuan, udah abis. yang sisa itu tinggal yang 2 jutaan. Ya belom tiket pesawat kan, bisa abis 3 juta noh. Jadi dengan laporan itu dan kesialan lain bahwa bokap sadar itu konsernya pas weekdays, resmilah gw gagal pergi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan itu bener-bener bikin amblas yang namanya semangat hidup loh. Mendingan dari awal udah tau ga pergi kan daripada lo udah berharap berbunga-bunga eh akhirnya batal? Jadilah pas malem dia konser di Singapore, gw bagaikan kumpulan energi negatif terbaring pasrah di tempat tidur sambil sekali-sekali sedot ingus. Belom lagi pas cek Twitter eh mas Aldhin posting foto doi lagi nonton. Tambah gubrak gubrak pokoknya hati yang rapuh ini. Tapi seiring dengan mendekatnya UTS di akhir Maret, gw mulai terdistraksi sama peraih multiple Juno Awards ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah kan gw kira selese aja disitu bai gutbai abis cerita. Eh taunya mulai lagi pas tanggal 10 april. Iya jadi ceritanya waktu itu gw kan ke Bandung tuh melepas penat. Sekalian dong ketemu Mpi, si unyu domisili Bandung. Kita ketemuan kan di Sbux PVJ mau cerita-cerita kehidupan gimana aja. Eh gataunya... Doi, featuring Buled, ngasih kado Crazy Love nya Buble. Eyalow. Begitu gw pulang abis ketemuan sama Mpi, gw langsung heboh semalem suntuk ngedonlot lagu doi sambil cari lirik. Itu parah banget deh passion nya sampe-sampe gw lupa itu mess ada hantunya katanya hahaha. Dan tiba-tiba aja, pas pulang ke Jakarta, gw nyadar ini om Buble udah menguasai seperduabelas dari playlist BB gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woh udah deh mulai saat itu kayaknya lagu Buble itu jadi anthem of life selama april. Dapat kabar nilai bagus, langsung keinget irama bouncy nya Can't Buy Me Love. Ngeliat si dia jalan sama cowok lain, langung bersenandung Kissing A Fool. Intinya, gw kayak keracunan ga ada obat. Malem mau tidur sambil belajar Korelasi &amp; Regresi Linear pun theme song nya Crazy Little Thing Called Love. Ga nyambung emang tapi ya gitu kan kalo udah obsesi. Pagi-pagi di stasiun bukannya keinget pelajaran malah ngetweet om Adrie Subono, ngemis-ngemis minta didatengin om Buble. Gw ibaratnya udah jadi gembel. Gembel mengharapkan kasih seorang idola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah di akhir april, udah mulai reda kan tuh gara-gara mulai pusing mikirin segala macem kerjaan. Eh gila ternyata masih aja loh dipancing. Kali ini sama Tia a.k.a Amut a.k.a Cingga, temen gw anak KI FEUI. Dia tiba-tiba mention di twitter suruh donlot yang Song For You. Astajim langsung deh itu meteran galau melonjak drastis. Bahkan saking galaunya, jadi kebeli kan itu album Buble satu lagi hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus weekend ini nih, gw lagi demen banget muter yang Lost. Anjir sumpah itu dalem banget bzzzt bzzzt hati otak langsung gangguan hebat gitu dengernya. Saking keponya sama Buble, gw bukain official website nya continuously terus gw ubek-ubek setiap halaman. Terus gw buka di Wikipedia dan gw jadi tau segala macem mulai dari nama tengahnya adalah Steven, suaranya Baritone, sampe cerita bahwa kakeknya yang tukang ledeng nukerin jasa dia ke sebuah klub biar Buble ini boleh manggung di klub tersebut. Anjir sumpah dalem banget jleb jleb jleb triple attack. Ujungnya, gw weekend ini malah jadi galau ga produktif saking obsesinya sama ini manusia sebiji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus akhirnya gw tadi tidur siang. Buset sampe lagunya pun kebawa mimpi loh kawan-kawan sumpe deh ga boong ana zuzur. Dan gw kebangun pas BB lagi muter Lost. Langsung deh kepikiran segala macem. Ya ampun. Kok idup gw langsung Lost gini sih? Gw kayak ga berpijak di dunia yang nyata sekarang gara-gara ini Buble sebiji. Sepanjang sejarah kehidupan gw, gw pernah sih mengalami periode kayak gini 2 kali sebelum yang ini. Pertama, Ewan McGregor. Kedua, Karl Urban. McGregor itu kejadiannya pas Juni 2009 mau naik gitu kan ke kelas 3 dan ilang sendirinya karena gw sibuk gitu mikirin kuliah kemana. Kalo Urban, itu kejadiannya pas Oktober 2010 gara-gara nonton RED dan gw officially 'sembuh' bulan Januari, thanks to Buled yang ga gentar tiap malem dicurhatin. Nah kalo Buble ini... Speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti yang gw bilang, gw merasa akhir-akhir ini hidup gw lost banget. Luntang-lantung gajelas kayak kukang. gw, jujur aja deh yuk buka-bukaan, mengalami penurunan tingkat iman deh kayaknya sejak kuliah saking banyaknya kegiatan duniawi. Sejak kuliah, gw juga ketemu banyak orang dan temen baru. Jadinya gw perlu membentuk semacam pribadi baru kan, which is membuat peran, status, dan segala macam kepribadian dan perilaku gw berubah. Gitu deh pokoknya idup gw saking dinamisnya kayak gw ga sempet pegangan apa-apa lagi. Intinya, gw terlalu terseret arus kehidupan. Ga heran deh gw jadi galau, labil, dan teman-temannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus kembali ke tadi sore, ke saat dimana gw bangun tidur siang sore-sore dan dengerin Lost nya Buble. Gw langsung berasa, "Ya ampun apa sih yang lagi gw lakuin?" Buble sendiri nyanyi gini kan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Cause you're not alone. I'm always there with you. And we'll get lost together till the light comes pouring through"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi gwnya malah jadi ilang kendali. Gw salah mengartikan lagu ini kan? Nah loh mulai gajelas kan do mau nulis apaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumpung ini bulan baru. Bulan Mei. Orang bilang meibi yes meibi no. Tapi gw mau berubah ah bulan ini. Gw mau menata ulang hidup gw lagi. Capek juga hidup kayak gini lama-lama. Gak ada pegangan, gak pernah ngisi agenda, gak ada pendirian. Saatnya berubah. Dan untuk kasus Buble khususnya, gw juga harus berubah. Gak lagi-lagi terlalu terbawa sama ini orang sebiji. Saatnya berubah. Menjadikan Buble, secara kasar, hanya objek hiburan dan pendorong semangat. Bukannya malah jadi penyebab gw galau mentok terus jadi ga produktif. Iya, do. Saatnya berubah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Masalahnya, Buble tiba-tiba udah menguasai seperenam dari playlist gw. Susah dong ya do move on nya :")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-5418659369214577444?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/5418659369214577444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=5418659369214577444&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5418659369214577444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5418659369214577444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/05/obsesi.html' title='Obsesi'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-7069855154298301885</id><published>2011-04-30T14:10:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T14:47:22.891+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>May Day</title><content type='html'>Today is the last day of April 2011. I must say this april was kinda fascinating yet ferocious &amp; time seems flies like a jetplane. I still remember that 21 days ago, I was with mpi at Sbux PVJ, talking about our lives heart from heart (she, joint venture with buled, also gave me Buble's Crazy Love remember?). 7 days ago, I also met with the complete casts of the sinners group (mpi, dindut, buled, bajay, muthe, nikon) at Sushi Ya &amp; Sbux TIS Square. It feels like that moments happened yesterday. Now, may is coming. waiting silently until midnight to rise &amp; shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me about how I feel about this may and I will say "Mayday! Mayday!" with no doubt. Start from 19th of May, I'm gonna fight against the mighty final exam of term 2. So yes, I only have 19 days before this term ends and conquer all of the subjects. Like those aren't enough, in this rest of 19 days, I'll have a lot of agenda. a lot of important agendas. from 2nd until 6th of May, there will be a stand from CIMB Clicks at FEUI to promote online business and Online Entrepreneur Awards 2011. in addition, there will be a seminar also at 4th of May because you can't get enough info only from flyer, eh? I am, with proud and joy, the project officer of this event. beside that, I'll also have other BEM events to catch up like bidding part 2 for one of its project &amp; a program from BEM's HRD division.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you notice, the previous paragraph only tell about final exam &amp; non-academic thingy I have to overcome in May. In fact, the 19 days before final exam also filled with unstoppable and focus-demanding academic tasks. 2nd until 6th of May, I'll have Presentation for Management subject, Quiz for Introduction to Accounting 2 subject, and a bunch of homeworks. 9th until 13th of May, I'll have to complete the Academic English paper and then, present it in front of class. and exactly at 18th of May, I should have finish all of the final task from Academic English, Introduction of Accounting 2, Javanese Music, &amp; Management subjects. Yes, Mr. Ravi. I'm in the middle of academic galauness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May seems pretty jerk, eh? But... I don't know. Happiness and Sadness bonds together, as proverb said. Al-Quran also said that when hard things come, there will be easy ways to conquer it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, let's say: &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;work harder, pray harder, and play hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: At least, I still have Buble in my playlist for encouraging me to surpass the obstacles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-7069855154298301885?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/7069855154298301885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=7069855154298301885&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7069855154298301885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7069855154298301885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/04/may-day.html' title='May Day'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-5259909159909809225</id><published>2011-04-28T18:38:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T19:00:00.452+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>It's Time - Special Edition</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday night, I went to Hero Gatot Subroto with om ira a.k.a my daddy to deliver his pants to the laundry. Of course, we bought little of this, little of that at Hero. Then, after we had shopped, we walked to the parking lot passing by Disc Tarra. Wait. Disc Tarra? Hem. Well, I just got my monthly 'salary' from dad and erm... I need another buble's thingy in da hoz. so..... &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I BOUGHT THIS ALBUM!&lt;/span&gt; \(*_*)/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I1pMqa_30S4/TblSNpOKPSI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1y67IJPEKCk/s1600/it%2527s%2Btime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I1pMqa_30S4/TblSNpOKPSI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1y67IJPEKCk/s400/it%2527s%2Btime.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600598005968944418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Mr. Buble. You've got me under your skin and it feels like a foggy day in London town, waiting you to held a live concert in Jakarta :")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: For my rich, generous, and philanthropist readers, if you confuse about giving what gift for my birthday, don't be shy to give me a flight ticket with route Jakarta-Memphis-Jakarta at 2nd-3th of June + BUBLE'S CONCERT TICKET! Gosh, I am really dreaming of it. For the others, simply give me another buble's album. I'll accept it with tears of joy :"D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;picture source: click &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://image.dealoz.com/image/us/522/1383522.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http://lyricsdog.eu/s/it%2520is%2520electric&amp;usg=__-ei75joa-_JCbYMMYPVLdR13K_E=&amp;h=444&amp;w=500&amp;sz=30&amp;hl=en&amp;start=0&amp;zoom=1&amp;tbnid=DnedDxXRTRfKvM:&amp;tbnh=142&amp;tbnw=160&amp;ei=FVG5Te_sCcnYrQeUzPndBA&amp;prev=/search%3Fq%3Dit%2527s%2Btime%2Bbuble%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26safe%3Doff%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26sa%3DX%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26biw%3D1280%26bih%3D667%26tbs%3Disz:m%26tbm%3Disch&amp;um=1&amp;itbs=1&amp;iact=hc&amp;vpx=1001&amp;vpy=306&amp;dur=61&amp;hovh=212&amp;hovw=238&amp;tx=187&amp;ty=107&amp;page=1&amp;ndsp=21&amp;ved=1t:429,r:13,s:0"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-5259909159909809225?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/5259909159909809225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=5259909159909809225&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5259909159909809225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5259909159909809225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-time.html' title='It&apos;s Time - Special Edition'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I1pMqa_30S4/TblSNpOKPSI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1y67IJPEKCk/s72-c/it%2527s%2Btime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-6982981881464534533</id><published>2011-04-20T21:49:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T22:31:28.310+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hopes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Big Step, Giant Leap</title><content type='html'>Today, for the first time, I signed an MOU. iya, MOU. Memorandum of Understanding. semacam perjanjian dengan pihak lain untuk mengadakan suatu kontrak. dalam kasus gue, kontraknya mengenai sebuah seminar. simple, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enggak juga sebenernya. okelah untuk organisasi sekaliber BEM, MOU yang gw tandatangani ini mungkin MOU kesekian ribu nya. MOU yang less important mungkin karena toh tidak menyangkut uang dalam skala yang cukup besar. tapi... ini istimewa buat gw. I mean, my first one! my first signing! gila gila gila ini ibarat first love kali ye *uhuk curcol dikit* jadi, yah, I feel nothing except grateful and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus pas tadi di stasiun gw jadi kepikiran. kepikiran banyak hal. bahwa untuk mencapai satu tanda tangan ini, gw melalui banyak hal. begitu banyak hal. ibarat di labirin, kalo gw ga belok di belokan yang benar, mungkin aja gw ga nyampe di momen ini. momen istimewa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Gimana kalo dulu waktu bayi gw beneran ilang pas dibawa lari pembokat?&lt;br /&gt;Gimana kalo dulu gw die pas SD gara-gara demen main lempar-piso-ke-pohon gara-gara obsesi sama badut sirkus?&lt;br /&gt;Gimana kalo dulu emak gw ga berenti kerja, which is gara-gara doi berenti kerja, nilai gw jadi membaik?&lt;br /&gt;Gimana kalo dulu gw mati tenggelem pas berenang ga dijagain?&lt;br /&gt;Gimana kalo dulu gw gamasuk SMP 115?&lt;br /&gt;Gimana kalo dulu gw gamasuk SMA 68, malah masuk ke SMA idaman dari SD yang ternyata ga seperfect itu juga tuh?&lt;br /&gt;Gimana kalo dulu gw ga pindah ke IPS?&lt;br /&gt;Gimana kalo dulu gw ga ketemu valuable persons di SMA macem geng dosa (mpi, dindut, buled, bajey, nikon, muthe) + pumen, nata, dll?&lt;br /&gt;Gimana kalo dulu gw cuek sama pendaftaran PPKB, dan membiarkan fakta bahwa guru gw super teledor dalam urusan pendaftaran ini?&lt;br /&gt;Gimana kalo dulu gw ga milih FEUI?&lt;br /&gt;Gimana kalo dulu gw ga ikut KOMPeK 13, yang mempertemukan gw sama kak inah, kabiro gw di BEM FEUI sekarang?&lt;br /&gt;Gimana kalo dulu gw gak daftar BEM FEUI?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? Terlalu banyak 'Gimana kalo dulu' untuk mencapai suatu titik dalam kehidupan kita. Satu langkah aja yang terlewat dari sekian banyak 'Gimana kalo dulu', mungkin aja gw ga ada disini sekarang. blogging tentang hal ini. jadi, ya, sesuai rukun iman, gw percaya bahwa takdir itu ada. bahwa hidup kita dirangkai oleh serangkaian keberuntungan dan keputusan. bahwa arah hidup kita benar-benar tergantung mengenai pilihan kita mengenai belokan dalam labirin kehidupan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GZI5LwGOlf4/Ta77iipeQSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/uA7AGxMMXu0/s1600/Maze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 382px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GZI5LwGOlf4/Ta77iipeQSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/uA7AGxMMXu0/s400/Maze.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597687957702983970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sekali lagi, gw cuma bisa bersyukur. sambil terus berharap. bahwa usaha, doa, dan tawakal akan terus mengarahkan gw ke belokan yang benar dalam hidup ini. salah sesekali tak mengapa, asalkan kembali ke arah yang benar. sampai akhirnya sebuah pintu keluar muncul di ujung sana, pintu keluar dari kehidupan ini. bukankah itu inti dari kehidupan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture Source: click &lt;a href="http://www.google.co.id/imglanding?q=maze&amp;um=1&amp;hl=en&amp;safe=off&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;sa=G&amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;tbm=isch&amp;tbnid=sqxb1QWmF4X6WM:&amp;imgrefurl=http://www.starwon.com.au/~cfrench/Maze.htm&amp;imgurl=http://www.starwon.com.au/~cfrench/Maze.jpg&amp;w=407&amp;h=389&amp;ei=MvuuTaveL4L6swPByMWSAw&amp;zoom=1&amp;biw=1280&amp;bih=640"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-6982981881464534533?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/6982981881464534533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=6982981881464534533&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/6982981881464534533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/6982981881464534533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/04/big-step-giant-leap.html' title='Big Step, Giant Leap'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GZI5LwGOlf4/Ta77iipeQSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/uA7AGxMMXu0/s72-c/Maze.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-2779890377092465186</id><published>2011-04-11T22:39:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T22:56:26.503+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hopes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suram'/><title type='text'>"Top 10" Poem</title><content type='html'>I'm at my &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Home&lt;/span&gt; right now.&lt;br /&gt;But I still search my &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Everything&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Are you in this city? Or in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hollywood&lt;/span&gt; perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;I think I just &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Haven't Met You Yet&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Call Me Irresponsible&lt;/span&gt;, I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;I only want another &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Moondance&lt;/span&gt; with you.&lt;br /&gt;So, please &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Save The Last Dance For Me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I've been abducted by &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Crazy Little Thing Called Love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Me &amp; Mrs. Jones&lt;/span&gt;' isn't a perfect phrase. 'You and I' is the right one.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I chose the wrong hope. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kissing A Fool&lt;/span&gt; like you. Yeah, that has been my dream. Until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-2779890377092465186?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/2779890377092465186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=2779890377092465186&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/2779890377092465186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/2779890377092465186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/04/top-10-poem.html' title='&quot;Top 10&quot; Poem'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-4151469135662770312</id><published>2011-04-10T00:46:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T00:58:57.837+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Best Birthday Gift So Far!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KCgKl_dh3o8/TaCc8LKkqyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GuTR7ePzS6s/s1600/Crazy%2BLove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KCgKl_dh3o8/TaCc8LKkqyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GuTR7ePzS6s/s400/Crazy%2BLove.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593643294797376290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Mpi and Buled has decided to give me this magnificent-masterpiece-miraculous album by Michael Buble as my birthday present. No need to put a comment. The title of this post explains everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture Source: click &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://coverlandia.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/Michael-Buble-Crazy-Love-Hollywood-Edition-FanMade.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http://coverlandia.net/%3Fcat%3D1186&amp;usg=__vHxinwHdKOyBUyG7s8KrABXv6GU=&amp;h=1500&amp;w=1500&amp;sz=299&amp;hl=en&amp;start=13&amp;zoom=1&amp;um=1&amp;itbs=1&amp;tbnid=Io4nO0LdPaN7yM:&amp;tbnh=150&amp;tbnw=150&amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dcrazy%2Blove%2Balbum%2Bcover%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26safe%3Doff%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26sa%3DN%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:id:official%26biw%3D1126%26bih%3D435%26tbm%3Disch&amp;ei=ZJqgTcquO4-WvAP1hITzBA"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-4151469135662770312?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/4151469135662770312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=4151469135662770312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/4151469135662770312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/4151469135662770312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/04/best-birthday-gift-so-far.html' title='Best Birthday Gift So Far!!!'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KCgKl_dh3o8/TaCc8LKkqyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GuTR7ePzS6s/s72-c/Crazy%2BLove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-1430903578077657148</id><published>2011-04-08T21:27:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T22:04:30.616+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hopes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suram'/><title type='text'>Pulang</title><content type='html'>Taman Dekanat FEUI. Maker FEUI 2011. Musik. Orang-orang. Sorak-sorai. Tempat baru, situasi baru, cerita baru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam ini sangat gemilang. Tuhan menghentikan hujan untuk kami. Langit gelap tanpa bintang. Manusia berkumpul. Berceloteh, bercengkerama, berbagi keceriaan. Tidak ada yang perlu ditangisi. Tidak ada yang perlu disesali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acara terus berlanjut. Pengisi acara silih berganti. Atmosfer kebahagiaan tak mau beranjak, terus-menerus menyelubungi khalayak ramai. Lalu datanglah saat itu. Sebuah performance apik. Tiada cela, tiada cacat. Orang berkerumun ke pusat keramaian. Tertular kebahagiaan. Bergoyang sesuai irama. Melebur dalam melodi. Lalu kami bertatapan. Aku dan seorang gadis. Bukan sembarang gadis. Gadis dimana hatiku bersemayam. Kutatap dengan penuh rasa. Tapi tatapannya mati. Kosong. Tidak sinkron. Lalu aku tersadar. Oh tidak, satu lagi kekecewaan romantika kah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hal yang terjadi berikutnya adalah seorang teman mengajak pulang. Aku menurutinya, tanpa bantah. Kereta terakhir, jawabku ketika orang bertanya kenapa aku begitu cepat undur diri. Tapi hanya aku tahu yang sebenarnya. Tatapan mati dari gadis itulah yang membuat segala kebahagiaan jadi hampa. Segala keceriaan berubah suram. Membuat semuanya menjadi tak penting. Menumpang motor, pergilah aku menuju stasiun. Angin dingin menusuk kulit dan tulang. Tapi hatilah yang terluka saat ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stasiun. Kereta datang dengan segera, tanpa pemberitahuan. Sama seperti gadis itu. Datang tiba-tiba dalam hidupku. Aku naik. Dan segera saja, semua kenangan antar kami terlintas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami berkenalan pada bulan September. Saat daun-daun berguguran di belahan utara bumi. Saat bunga-bunga bersemi di belahan selatan bumi. Kebetulan dan jagad raya berkonspirasi mempertemukan kami dalam berbagai kelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awalnya kukira dia galak, hidup dengan sekat.&lt;br /&gt;Lalu sekat pun pudar, ternyata itu hanya pikiran sesat.&lt;br /&gt;Kepanitian membuat kami dekat.&lt;br /&gt;Aku menjadi seseorang untuknya, seorang sahabat.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi untukku, dia lebih dari sekedar sahabat.&lt;br /&gt;Tak mungkin disadarinya, tapi imaji romantika dalam diriku antar kami sering berkelebat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sepotong lagu Buble pun terngiang dalam benakku:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;This thing called love&lt;br /&gt;It cries&lt;br /&gt;In a cradle all night&lt;br /&gt;It swings&lt;br /&gt;It jives&lt;br /&gt;It shakes all over like a jelly fish&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like it&lt;br /&gt;Crazy little thing called love&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stasiun demi stasiun terus berlalu. Keraguan pun mulai muncul. Mungkin saja kau hanya salah membaca tanda, iedo. Mungkin saja matamu silap, iedo. Dan terus begitu, berbagai 'mungkin saja' muncul dalam pikiran setiap pintu kereta membuka. Semua kemungkinan terus dimunculkan agar aku terus berharap. Tapi tetap semua itu terbantahkan. Berharap adalah salah, itu jawaban saat pintu kereta menutup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu tanpa sadar, tinggal satu stasiun sebelum stasiun terakhir. Kali ini, bayangan masa depan lah yang berkelebat. Masa depan imaji antara aku dan dia. Akankah mungkin dia menerima kebiasaanku? Habitatku? Orang-orang terdekatku? Rahasiaku yang paling pekat? Semuanya berterbangan dalam pikiran. Kukira usaha terakhir ini akan berhasil. Kukira mengimpikan masa depan antara kami akan memunculkan harapan lain yang lebih kuat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu, stasiun terakhir. Kereta terus melaju menuju stasiun akhir. Tapi tidak denganku. Aku turun. Dan keputusanku bulat. Saatnya berhenti berharap, iedo. Cari pengganti atau kau akan terluka. Kebodohanmu, iedo, dinyanyikan dengan merdu oleh Buble dalam lagunya yang lain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm irresponsibly mad for you&lt;br /&gt;You know it's true&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby it's true&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Tetapi hati kecil tetap saja menginginkan harapan. so yes, baby it's cold outside. it's cold. without you, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;lady chopstick&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-1430903578077657148?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/1430903578077657148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=1430903578077657148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/1430903578077657148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/1430903578077657148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/04/pulang.html' title='Pulang'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-1104055432123425347</id><published>2011-03-23T19:14:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T19:42:30.600+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people around me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Duty's day</title><content type='html'>Halo lagi! Situ baik? situ sehat? Saya sih lagi mabok diterjang UTS yang menderu-deru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah nah postingan kali ini dinamain duty’s day. Kenapa? Satu, duty means UTS yang sedang menerpa wilayah otak sebelah kiri. Dua, duty is dindut and today is her birthday! Jadi postingan ini entah kenapa akan diselubungi kebahagiaan kegembiraan kegirangan. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dindut’s Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini ultah Dindut a.k.a Andini Ramadhanti Putri! Uh yeah happy birthday beloved dinzi! Wish you all the best and be a better person! Semoga jadi anak djarum, menantu bakrie, dan simpenan cendana :p&lt;br /&gt;Dindut adalah salah satu temen terbaik gw dari jaman SMP. Dari yang dulu kami ini jahiliyah sekarang kami sudah syamsyiah #salah #salahbanget. Intinya dindut udah tau dalemnya gw dan gw juga tau kalo doi suka banget sama aves merah jambu, mamalia coklat bertanduk yang dikandangin di UI, ataupun anak-anak lelaki para taipan kaya se-indonesia (yeah, she’s kinda slutty. Slutty duty, as ichoy said).&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun begitu, tetep sedih juga sih gabisa ngasih doi surprise tahun ini gara-gara gw UTS dan kantong gw setipis rembulan (iye tau gw rembulan kagak tipis ahelah selo aja kale). Maybe next time, dinzi. Pas gue udah kaya. Pas gue udah jadi raja kopi. Ntar lo ultah wa kasih tiket honeymoon ama suami ke Bora-bora sama Maldives. Amin. Tapi untuk saat ini, wa persembahkan nilai MKDB dan postingan ini untukmu! XOXO, Iedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Coming up next: MY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuhu satu alasan lagi kenapa ultah andini sangat membesarkan hati adalah karena 4 hari setelah dia ultah, gue yang jadi birthday boy uh yeah! And I do really love my birthday moments so far. Waktu gw SD, ada masa dimana gw ultah eh emak bapak wa malah ngeluyur ke luar negeri berasa kagak punya anak. Waktu SMP, yah so so lah (padahal lupa). Waktu SMA? Kelas 2 nonton flock dan nonton adegan ‘action’ di rumah dindut haha. Eh tapi sedih banget masa pas ultah 2009 ini barengan sama kejadian situgintung (awas aje yang bilang ultah wa bawa sial, gw lempar kapur barus nih). Terus 2010? GUE KE SINGAPORE MAHAHAHHAHAHA. Asli itu bokap gw random abis tiba-tiba ke Singapore cuma 2 hari buat ngerayain ultah wa dan emak wa. Disana inti acaranya cuma belanja di Mustafa, dinner di Clarke Quay, dan besoknya pas ultah emak wa, ke Universal Studios! Dan bulan mei nya, I treat my 20 best friends at Dome in Plaza Indonesia! SO YEAH, I HAD A SWEET SEVENTEENTH LAST YEAR! And I hope this eighteenth will be umm… Enlightening? Empowering? Efficient and Effective? Oke oke udah ngelantur ke bahan UTS. To conclude, I hope this eighteenth gonna be great :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Another “Sarinah Moments”&lt;br /&gt;Selain tempat tidur, kamar hotel pagi hari yang harum kopi, juga konser mas Buble (plis plis mau banget ini konser. Promotor Indonesia di luar sana tolong dengar doa sapujagad anak melas ini), tempat favorit gue berikutnya adalah… Sarinah and around. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Soalnya Sarinah itu strategis, pewe, apa aja ada, bikin galau (ups), bikin hepi, bikin rajin ngerjain tugas. Disini ada McD, fast food termantap. Ada Starbucks, beloved coffee store sejak kelas 3 SMA dan juga tempat terpewe buat bikin tugas, merenung, dan dengerin free Live Jazz tiap rabu malem! Ada Djakarta Theater, bioskop yang harganya tengah-tengah tapi biasanya sepi. Ada Burger King, kalo lagi kaya raya dan butuh belaian burger jumbo. Ada juga Hero, kalo mau beli apa-apa. Dan tidak jauh dari sini, ada Jalan Sabang yang legendaris yang makanannya mulai dari Dunkin Donuts’, Hokben, sampe warung-warung Amigos (agak minggir got sedikit). Intinya, this place is near to perfect. Yang kurang cuma toko buku deh suwer.&lt;br /&gt;Dan entah kenapa, imajinasi gw selalu terpancing kalo ada di area sini. Gw selalu dapet inspirasi blogging disini. Gw nemuin berbagai macam orang buat diperatiin disini. Dan, memandang jauh gedung perkantoran di jalan Thamrin, gw juga bisa merancang masa depan imajiner di otak. So yes, I love you, Sarinah and around !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all for 23rd march or as Dindut said: Hari Bahagia Sedunia. I do have fun today meskipun tadi UTS MKDB amat sangatlah memeras jiwa raga otak pikiran hati semua deh. Keluar ruangan otak gw langsung kayak BB restart gitu bunyi ngik ngik, ada jam muter-muter, panas ngepul. Maybe I will submit another post mengingat malam ini sepertinya akan menyenangkan dan panjang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: 4 young energetic working ladies just asked me about sharing the table. See why I said Sarinah is a cool place to hang out? ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-1104055432123425347?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/1104055432123425347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=1104055432123425347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/1104055432123425347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/1104055432123425347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/03/dutys-day.html' title='Duty&apos;s day'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-373595919612089940</id><published>2011-03-02T19:49:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T20:24:29.970+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan-jalan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>march's mesmerizing joy</title><content type='html'>Jadi sudah maret kembali. maret geng yuhu my birthday is coming in several days yeah! dan sebenernya agak-agak miris loh tahun 2010, GUE SAMA SEKALI GAK NGEPOST PAS MARET CKCKCK GA PAHAM LAGI. Jadi mengingat gue sepertinya akan sibuk sekali didera UTS, Proker, Birthdays, and many more, sudilah anda membaca postingan ini. semoga ga jadi satu-satunya post di bulan maret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa mesmerizing joy? iya soalnya gw lagi seneng banget gitu tapi saking banyaknya peran yang harus dijalanin buat jadi seneng, jadinya pusing deh. makanya judulnya mesmerizing joy. kenapa gue seneng? karena...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. BEM FEUI 2011&lt;br /&gt;Mengingat bahwa gw memutuskan menjadi anggota BEM dalam satu malam dan keterima, rasanya tentu aja agak-agak kayak gambling aduh ini bener ga ya jalan gue. dan sejauh ini, YES IT'S MY WAY! jadi kemaren gw baru aja team building sama anak-anak BEM dan... SUMPAH SERU ABIS! gue disana kerjaan ya ketawa, ketawa, ketawa, game, makan, dan tidur! anjirlah ya runtuh lansung semua bayangan gue akan tembok keeksklusifan BEM. ternyata BEM juga manusia kok. kerja ya kerja profesional tapi dibawa lawak juga bisa wkwkwk. team building kemaren juga bikin gw kenal banyak anak BEM jadinya sekarang banyak deh yang bisa disapa. dan masuk ruang BEM juga ga sungkan-sungkan lagi hahaha. intinya, gw bersyukur jadi staff Biro Keuangan BEM FEUI 2011 dan ga nyesel atas keputusan gw dalam semalam itu. semoga aja segala macam keriangan ini bertahan terus selama masa kerja gue. amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Birthdays!&lt;br /&gt;Bukan rahasia lagi, maret itu yang ultah bujubuneng banyak banget elah. cuma di bulan maret, agenda gw yang ultah pada dempet begitu. in fact, sejauh ini, gw udah nemu 4 orang aja di dunia ini yang ultahnya bareng gw. BAHKAN ADA YANG TAHUNNYA SAMA PERSIS OH LORD APAKAH KAMI PANGERAN YANG TERTUKAR????? dan ultah itu selalu penuh kebahagiaan buat gw. bertambah umur, bertambah dewasa. walaupun pada dasarnya ultah berarti umur kita berkurang, bisa juga kok dilihat dari sisi lain. bahwa Allah SWT udah ngasih kita umur sepanjang ini dan nikmat sepanjang usia ini. so, BIRTHDAYS FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. UTS&lt;br /&gt;Iya tau kok UTS itu momok sejuta umat di muka bumi. iya gw tau UTS itu bikin demek bikin demot bikin dombret eh salah bikin butek mata hati pikiran pokoknya. tapi gw mikir, ya udah lah ya lo mau kabur sampe mejret juga gabisa kabur kan dari UTS? malah di fakultas gw, lo cuma bisa izin UTS kalo keluarga inti meninggal atau dirawat inap. jadi kalo kakek meninggal atau lo diare 3 detik sekali mejret dan ga nginep di RS, yowes lo gabisa dapet UTS susulan. iya sih ketat banget tapi mau diapain dong? nah mending ambil sisi positifnya aja. nih ya, UTS itu bikin: 1. asah otak 2. bikin rame timeline twitter penuh hysteria dan tornado dan pontang-panting dan turangga-rangga (oke mulai ngaco) 3. PULANG CEPET UH YEAH SIAPA YANG SAYANG PADA RASULNYA??? SAYAAA! 4. Libur! Kalo di fakultas gw, ada masanya dapet libur gitu karena jadwal ujiannya. tapi tergantung jadwal sih emang 5. Di kampus cuma bentar! uh yeah, karena cuma bentar jadi bawa buku pun cuma dikit dan mereka yang punya nyali, bisa melanglang buana dulu entah ngemall entah nyalon entah ngopi entah nyemut entah apapun sebelum mulai belajar lagi. see? UTS ada sisi baiknya juga kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Traveling&lt;br /&gt;Gatau kenapa. Om ira alias bokap ane yang terheboh demen bener deh bikin acara jalan-jalan pas maret. kayak pas tahun lalu misalnya. bisa-bisanya adek gue senen nya UAN (UAN loh geng UAN iya itu loh yang kontroversial yang hot yang goyang yang arwah oh itu jupe depe saya salah maap), eh sabtu-minggu malah ke singapur. alesannya sih buat ngerayain ultah daku dan bundaku (aaaaa unyu) tapi tetep aja, nekad beudh lah om ira. nah maret ini, gw mau ke... MAKASSAR! uh yeah akhirnya gw menjelajah indonesia lebih jauh! setelah jawa, sumatera, dan bali, akhirnya wa ke sulawesi! seneng banget lah. belum lagi denger cerita seafood disana yang super yahud :9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. HALF OF THE SEMESTER&lt;br /&gt;Ini sebenernya yang bikin demot menjauh dari gw sementara. karena ini maret dan ada UTS, berarti maret ini setengah dari semester 2 usai! yeah tinggal setengah lagi. dengan aroma libur yang menanti agustus nanti (iya agustus soalnya wa ambil SP gitu deh disuruh tante lin biar kuliah cepet selese *curcol*), setengah semester dan SP yang masih menanti pun jadi lebih menggelora setelah februari yang penuh kompleksitas lewat sudah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hence, there's no reason to put that disappoint face to welcoming march, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-373595919612089940?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/373595919612089940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=373595919612089940&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/373595919612089940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/373595919612089940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/03/marchs-mesmerizing-joy.html' title='march&apos;s mesmerizing joy'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-6918874838565855370</id><published>2011-02-20T10:38:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T11:36:34.886+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>night of caffeine and caramel</title><content type='html'>So yesterday night, I went to a coffee store. a comfy one in Tebet. I met my old friends and surprising persons. a night of joy. a night of laughs and giggles. I think I can't wish for a better saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you, my faithful readers, might have known that I'm a status quo addict. I dislike transition. I curse big change that disturbing my glorious habits. yes, I am. I am that person. but wait, did I say, "I am that person"? well I must correct that line. it's not "am" after I. it should be "was".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've changed. A lot. A big one. in a short term. in my ordinary life, this transition might be equal to Egypt Revolution. what did I do? I'm improving myself now. now, I'm a... &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;staff of financial bureau of BEM FEUI 2011&lt;/span&gt;, an organization with many agendas &amp; activities in my faculty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No no, I don't blame you if you think this is a simple step. a step that everyone makes in their life. no, you're not wrong. you just don't know me well if that sentence blooping in your mind. for me, and others who know me well, it is really big. Pumen angelo, my devil best friend who studying law in the keraton city, for example. she shocked when I told this story last week. and her comment was "wow, do! I thought you'll never be in this kind of business! I thought you always become an observer and think that this isn't your zone. but... I proud of you. You're now..... improving".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Improving. simple word yet hiding a huge meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to yesterday night. Before I went to that oasis-of-inspirations coffee store, I had had a meeting in my college. every bureaus and departments presented about what they'll do in this year. so yes, I'm officially in this 'business' now. In the coffee store, the jazz singer sang many heart-warming song. I enjoyed my caramel frappucino and yes, I also did my religion paper. dindut did her anthropology paper. nisa made notes of her subjects. while nikon just played around with laptop, took photos, a bunch of photos, of herself, and... she was staring a cute guy with overwhelmed lust. oh, dont forget the disturbing giggles with nisa as her partner in crime. you guys are such naughty sluts, babes! but, I still heart you, my warm best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, tian came! I surprised because I thought he was in gorontalo. then dindut made another surprise by saying that one of our junior high school friend, virly, was in other resto near us! so we said hello to her and we had a nostalgic time of our past time, of course. like those were not enough, bajay came by! LABIBAH ZAI! mother of all sins in this world uuu that was really a gigantic surprise! but she couldn't stay for a long time because she was coming with her err... kinda strict mom. in fact, she only came by to paid her debt to dindut (o, what a poor pimp). unfortunately, nikon &amp; nisa had already went home before bajay visited us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dindut, tian, &amp; I are now the last-peer standing. well, I thought that because the jazz-singer had stopped the charming song. but, that magnificent coffee store was getting more crowd and noisy! a newly-wed over there with their baby, a lovebird near the cashier, the never-ending-gossiping ladies in the corner. yes, yesterday night was really dynamic! dindut and I played chess (doing task is full of boredom, you know. so I need to take a break), then with tian, we're talking about our real-bitch school mate, movies, love journey, even future predictions of Indonesia! so yes, it's not only comfy and warming, it's also productive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,we went home a half before midnight. I must said, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;improving becomes less terrifying word if you add caffeine, caramel, jazz songs, best friends, and surprises on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-6918874838565855370?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/6918874838565855370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=6918874838565855370&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/6918874838565855370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/6918874838565855370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/02/night-of-caffeine-and-caramel.html' title='night of caffeine and caramel'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-3846563321415927765</id><published>2011-01-29T14:02:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T14:07:48.562+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Balada Kedai Kopi</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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Kedai kopi ternama di pusat kota. Tempat favorit. Tempurung yang hangat. Zona nostalgia. Aku teringat. Hampir setahun lalu aku duduk di sudut sana. Mengajari seorang teman kiat memecahkan integral dan diferensiasi. Aku juga masih ingat. 4 bulan yang lalu aku bermeditasi di pojok nyaman itu. Terkungkung tugas kuliah membludak dan buku referensi yang memusingkan. Khusyuk dalam keheningan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sekarang? Sekarang kedai kopi ini berselimut riuh rendah keramaian manusia. Lagu jazz mengalun. Sepasang kekasih bertukar cinta. Wanita pesolek sibuk bekerja. Sedang apa aku? Membaca. Buku tua. Fiksi Sejarah. Perang Jepang abad ke-12. Genji versus Heike. Tapi… itu cuma di permukaan. Aku menciptakan topeng. Sedang apa aku sebenarnya? Meratapi kesepian. Merutuki kesedihan. Aku sendiri. 2 sahabat baru saja pergi. Sahabat tercinta. Semoga mereka bertahan lama.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Aneh. Disini ramai. Barista menyambut pelanggan dengan ramah. Mesin kasir berbunyi bising. Kopi mengepul. Orang tertawa. Musik mengalun. Seakan ruangan ini bercerita riuh rendah, penuh semangat, energi tak kunjung padam. Tapi aku sendiri. Tiada yang menemani. Perihkah? Ya. Sangat perih. Tapi untuk apa tidak sendiri, kalau sendiri itu menciptakan kebahagiaan? Entah itu semu, entah itu sesaat, tapi aku bahagia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Orang bilang aku terjerumus gaya hidup salah. Gaya hidup yang mengagungkan kesenangan semata dan menghadirkan kebahagiaan semu. Orang bilang kesenanganku diukur oleh tebal dompet, merek baju, dan prestise gadget. Benarkah? Aku pun tak tahu. Semua buram. Masa lalu menerpa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh hidup dahulu kala begitu indah. Begitu mudah. Tiada duka. Bermain bercanda. Tangis pun hanya sementara. Lalu datang masa ini. Orang bilang ini pedewasaan. Orang bilang ini jalan hidup dan nasib pemberian Tuhan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Musik masih mengalun. Lagu terus dinyanyikan dengan indah. Orang-orang masih ramai di sekelilingku. Aku masih punya waktu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lagu berganti. Seorang gadis bernyanyi. ‘Everything’nya Michael Buble. “And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times. It’s you, it’s you, you make me sing. You’re every line, you’re every word. You’re everything” Kok malah tambah galau? Ya habis bagaimana. Sampai sekarang si you tak kunjung muncul. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lampu neon masih berpendar. Aku masih punya waktu. Entah sampai kapan. Next song, ‘Leaving on the jet plane’. “Cause I’m leaving on a jet plane. Don’t know when I’ll be back again”. Mungkin aku sekuler. Mungkin aku terlalu sibuk akan keduniawian hingga melupakan Tuhan. Tapi aku berharap, someday I’ll be back again. On the right track.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lelaki-topi-fedora mulai mengalunkan lagu Norah Jones. Dia bilang, “Don’t know why I didn’t come”. Aku juga bertanya-tanya, apakah dia disana mengalunkan melodi, melakukan senandung lirik yang sama? Atau itu hanya khayalan? Apakah sendiri merupakan takdirku?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I guess I’m tired of waiting”. Kata seorang tokoh dalam serial televisi asing. Lo masih muda do, kata sahabatku ketika aku mendeklarasikan hal yang sama. Jalan lo masih panjang, kata dia lagi. Benarkah? Semoga.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;OH AYOLAH! Kemana remaja bahagia dulu yang memandang sinis kegalauan seorang remaja? Kenapa sekarang dia berubah menjadi salah satunya? Gatau deh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Aku masih menunggu lagu terakhir kok. Bosan ga sih lo denger gw ngeluh? Gw aja bosen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lagu terakhir usai. Tak tahu apa judulnya. Aku terhanyut dalam prosa absurd ini. Sedikit demi sedikit semua orang beranjak pulang. Saatnya tiba. Waktu habis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;…..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Itu cerita suatu malam. Sekarang siang. Mentari bersinar. Dimana aku? Kedai kopi. Kedai kopi yang lain. Tempat berbeda, suasana berbeda. Kenapa aku disini? Mencari sesuap kebahagiaan semu, serupa dengan malam itu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-3846563321415927765?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/3846563321415927765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=3846563321415927765&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/3846563321415927765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/3846563321415927765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/01/balada-kedai-kopi.html' title='Balada Kedai Kopi'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-2031728560985938612</id><published>2011-01-23T20:39:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T20:54:09.808+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suram'/><title type='text'>Quote of The Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;DOING WHAT YOU LIKE IS FREEDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;LIKING WHAT YOU DO IS HAPPINESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via: @nadiaarl's tumblr (click &lt;a href="http://matchesss.tumblr.com/page/3"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;uh... may I give add-ons?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; DOING WHAT YOU &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; LIKE IS STATUS QUO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; LIKING WHAT YOU &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; DO IS USELESS OVER THINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;ING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;IR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/1303863925800716297-2031728560985938612?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-473887777465921711</id><published>2011-01-23T19:44:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T20:13:55.776+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suram'/><title type='text'>Life is Complicated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pada intinya, gw adalah manusia yang simpel. selama gw bisa memenuhi (hampir sebagian besar) kebutuhan gw, atau dalam arti lain, kemampuan finansial yang mumpuni, gw puas dengan hidup gw. oke, sebagai manusia di milenium ke-3 atau abad ke-21 atau di era teknologi informasi yang progresif dimana hidup adalah kompetisi dan saling sikut, gw harusnya juga mengikuti arah perkembangan kehidupan manusia ini. gw harusnya mengikuti para motivator yang bilang 'unleash yourself!' atau 'leave your tiny bunny eenie meenie comfort zone' atau 'hidup adalah tantangan. cari terus tantangan'. masalahnya, gw ga gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di mata para manusia di luar sana yang terus berubah, terus termotivasi, terus mencari tantangan, kemungkinan besar adalah gw kutu kecil kurang ajar gak tau  diri minim tanggung jawab udah bagus bisa ada di salah satu lembaga pengembangan diri terbaik di Indonesia (baca: FEUI) tapi yang gw lakukan adalah suatu... kesantaian. kemalasan. pathetic. orang-orang di sekeliling gw sibuk dengan bagaimana cara mereka terus memperkaya diri, terus mengembangkan diri, terus-menerus mencari tantangan dan yang gw lakukan adalah... mengidamkan status quo yang hangat, yang kekal, dimana gw bisa diem disitu selama-lamanya dengan penuh kebahagiaan dan kepuasan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iya. gw suka sama status quo. gw suka sesuatu yang konservatif. konvensional. ga rebek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iya. gw suka (benci) sama perubahan. karena perubahan itu rusuh, berisik, heboh, gak asik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iya gw tau kok perubahan itu baik. iya gw tau dunia ini sampai ke tahap ini karena ada perubahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masalahnya... gw gak suka itu. gimana dong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gatau ah. rebek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intinya, gw mencintai me-time gw di coffee store dengan menyeruput segelas penuh kopi dingin penuh caramel sauce sambil mengerjakan tugas akademik yang bertumpuk, dibandingkan dengan sibuk mengaktifkan diri gw di bidang lain yang penuh keambisiusan dan gairah pengembangan diri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iya. gw tau kok gw pathetic. gw pragmatis. ga ada idealisnya sama sekali. jauh banget dari yang nama keteladanan sebagai mahasiswa di negara berkembang yang butuh banyak kreatifitas dan inovasi. tapi... gw tau kok kalo gaya hidup gw ini rapuh. beresiko tinggi untuk mengganggu kecerahan masa depan gw yang gw harapkan (dan atur) agar gemilang penuh kemilau glory-gold-gospel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi... mana yang lebih baik? jadi diri sendiri, menikmati hidup dengan cara sendiri, tapi kayak gw, yang begini-begini doang, minim perubahan? atau gw harus jadi orang lain, berubah jadi makhluk ambisius yang aktif nan gagah di kancah pergolakan pergerakan dan perubahan (no offense)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tau ah. rebek. bai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&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/1303863925800716297-473887777465921711?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/473887777465921711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=473887777465921711&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/473887777465921711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/473887777465921711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/01/life-is-complicated.html' title='Life is Complicated'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-7635207072163665042</id><published>2011-01-21T16:41:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T17:29:59.412+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Childhood Trivia(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Waktu menjelang ulang tahun ke-11, gw sama temen SD gw berharap banget dapet surat dari Hogwarts yang ngundang kita belajar kesana dan surat itu dikirim pake burung hantu oleh Profesor Minerva McGonagall. Ironisnya, itu ga terjadi (yaiyalah gila apa lo do). dan berakhir gw nangis seminggu semalam merindukan kasihmuuu yang suci dan bersih... *dangdut mode on*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tante Lin a.k.a emak gw gamau beliin gw kacamata padahal gw udah minta gara-gara ngira gw cuma kepingin mirip harry potter pas kelas 5 SD. Alhasil, setelah guru gw cerita ke nyokap nilai gw turun gara-gara gak keliatan papan tulis, gw baru dibeliin kacamata. tragisnya, mata kiri gw udah terlanjur minus 2,75. Hiks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw selalu parno kalo bokap ngelewatin polisi tidur karena gw kira mereka adalah mayat-mayat polisi. iya, jadi gw kira polisi itu mulia banget udah mati pun masih ngejagain lalu lintas dengan cara dikubur di jalan biar orang ga ngebut. jadinya, setiap bokap ngelewatin polisi tidur, gw selalu bilang, "pelan-pelan dong pa. kasian pak polisinya" terus abis udah lewat polisi tidurnya, gw ngadep ke belakang dan bilang, "maaf ya pak polisi. papaku harus lindes perut om. om polisi jangan datengin kami malem-malem ya. aku takut sama om".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw paling ogah kalo diajak ke sogo jongkok karena gw mikirnya sogo itu Plaza Indonesia dan jongkok berarti jongkok. jadi gw pikir sogo jongkok adalah tempat belanja di basement PI, di dalem bunker, dimana pembeli-penjual jongkok waktu transaksi dan penerangannya pake lentera. yes, gw freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas solat taraweh, tiba-tiba ada orang gila ngamuk di mesjid komplek gw sambil... MEGANG GOLOK! IYA KAWAN-KAWAN TERCINTA, GOLOK! YANG DARI BESI YANG TAJEM YANG BISA BUNUH ORANG! Alhasil jamaah bubar serentak dan sholat taraweh ga tuntas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SD gw punya ruang rahasia. serius loh. pas ruang itu dibongkar isinya ada ranjang jaman dulu, meja jaman dulu, dan obat-obatan jaman dulu yang masih pake labu enlemeyer. sumpah, SD gw psycho bet yak. udah ada mister gepeng, hantu librarian penunggu perpus, eh ada ruang rahasianya. gosipnya, ruangan itu kebongkar gara-gara ada orang yang ngitungin jendela dari luar dan ternyata jendelanya kelebihan satu. jadi dibongkarlah dan ruangan itu ketemu. hiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw pernah kabur dari rumah 2 kali pas kelas 2 SD gara-gara rebutan main PS sama adek gw. ironisnya, gw selalu berhasil dibujuk pulang  lagi setelah akhirnya dibolehin main PS. labil lu do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw sempet mau dibawa ke psikiater di adelaide, australia gara-gara dikira... AUTIS! selidik punya selidik, itu gara-gara pas di playgroup gw kerjannya ngendon di pojok kelas sendirian karena... gw ga ngerti bahasa inggris. miris ya nak nasipmu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gw sempet trauma 2 tahun gabisa naik eskalator turun gara-gara pernah jatoh guling-guling pas turun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emak gw pas di adelaide ngehukum gw dengan ngolesin sambel ABC di lidahtiap gw bandel. alhasil gw bisa sejam melet-melet nangis kepedesan. ternyata, itu karena emak gw gabisa ngomel sambil teriak-teriak karena di adelaide kita tinggal di apartemen. oalah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw pernah nangis seharian di sekolah pas kelas 5 SD gara-gara kelinci gw mati digigit anjing. Oh well, ga heran sekarang jadi raja galau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw tau miranda goeltom gara-gara salah eja mirinda (minuman soda) jadi miranda. bokap gw bete karena gw ngerengek minta mirinda dengan ejaan salah dan bilang, "hush miranda itu bos papa di BI. kalo minuman, mirinda". hebatnya, 10 tahun setelah itu, gw sekarang diajar sama miranda goeltom di FEUI! uuuuu *unyu moment*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guru gw pas kelas 5 SD marah ke gw gara-gara gw bawa buku tebak-tebakan ke sekolah yang ada kata 'selingkuh'. yes dear, selingkuh. bukan f**k bukan t**s bukan k****l. Oh Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaman SD, gw menganggap kalo kita mencontek, detik berikutnya kita akan masuk neraka. alhasil ketika temen gw ada yang nyontek, gw jauh-jauh dari dia selama sebulan gara-gara takut tiba-tiba dia nyeblos ke neraka dan gw ikutan ketarik ke neraka yang seram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu SD, gw main basket setiap hari minggu dan julukan gw adalah... 'angin puyuh'. whusss... *angin berhembus*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian kebodohan gw. Mari berharap di masa yang akan datang gw lebih pintar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&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/1303863925800716297-7635207072163665042?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/7635207072163665042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=7635207072163665042&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7635207072163665042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7635207072163665042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2011/01/childhood-trivias.html' title='Childhood Trivia(s)'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-1561928758743312803</id><published>2010-12-15T12:01:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T12:10:22.469+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suram'/><title type='text'>a day before exam, I...</title><content type='html'>am reading newspaper about wikileaks issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am tweeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am planning holiday schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am doing 'contemplative brainstorming in my head and my heart' or for short, 'galau'-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am craving for starbucks's caramel frappucino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am thinking, "hey I have enough money. better go to sbux at afternoon then".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am going to prepare things, take bath, and go to sbux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;FOR GOD'S SAKE! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;IEDO RADITYO&lt;/span&gt;, WHERE THE HELL ARE STU(&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DYING&lt;/span&gt;) PART OR REVIEWING LESSONS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno. I'm not in the mood. wow, LOOK, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm making excuse&lt;/span&gt;. I'm lame. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm pathetic&lt;/span&gt;. Allah, help me please. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-1561928758743312803?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/1561928758743312803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=1561928758743312803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/1561928758743312803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/1561928758743312803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-before-exam-i.html' title='a day before exam, I...'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-1849249162226869420</id><published>2010-12-11T14:56:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T15:11:02.044+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>week before final-exam-term-1 a.k.a UAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Heiho kali ini gw mau ngepost ah pake bahasa indonesia mumpung lagi tanggal 11 desember (iye emang kagak nyambung).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi... 5 hari lagi gw akan menghadapi UAS pertama gw sebagai mahasiswa FEUI Jurusan Akuntansi. Gugup? Yuhu. Siap? Err... Gw belom totally siap lah pastinya. masih banyak bahan yang perlu dipelajari dan gw ternyata masih dibanjiri tugas-tugas akhir semester oleh dosen-dosen terluvly. jadi kesimpulannya... hidup gw lagi hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biasanya, kalo gw hectic begini terus stress mau die, gw lari (not literally. gile aje lari dari pancoran ke thamrin. nyampe-nyampe gw jadi mas-mas ngepot adanye) ke Sbux Skyline, duduk-duduk ngopi sambil ngerjain tugas-tugas yang terbengkalai untuk menikmati hidup yang indah ini. sambil ngerjain tugas? iyoha gw harus produktif biar gajadi NASAKOM (nasip mahasiswa satu koma). pokoke, gw harus masuk PRIMAGAMA (perhimpunan mahasiswa tiga koma)! Nah, jadi disinilah gw sekarang, di Sbux Skyline, blogging menunggu pelem gw ("The Next Three Days") main jam 4 sore, setelah tadi berkutat sama makalah pengbis yang uhuy gelaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, mohon doanya ya, dearest readers! semoga gw sukses melalui belantara UAS yang spooky and unpredictable abibez! 5 more days... Insya Allah masih bisa lah ngejer bahan-bahan segambreng yang harus dipelajarin. Dan setelah rimba UAS itu, setelah tanggal 28 Desember 2010, gw bakal libur! libur selama lebih dari sebulan! uyeye I love being a college student (only about the holiday part)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: selain UAS, misi gw selama desember ini adalah ngumpulin cap buat dapet planner dari Sbux. Demi frappucino and the gank, sumpah deh itu planner keren begete! gw harus ngumpulin 26 cap dan sekarang tinggal nyisa... 10 cap lagi menuju planner tersayang! yippie dabidoo!&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/1303863925800716297-1849249162226869420?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/1849249162226869420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=1849249162226869420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/1849249162226869420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/1849249162226869420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/12/week-before-final-exam-term-1-aka-uas.html' title='week before final-exam-term-1 a.k.a UAS'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-1135236848117224481</id><published>2010-12-09T23:18:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T23:52:44.162+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>time goes by so slowly?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello. Me again here. Just a short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today is thursday. December 9th 2010. Special moment for me? Na ah. So?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I realized something in UI station. While waiting my train. While the world keep moving. Leaving losers at back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Something. That this thursday is my last thursday, as FEUI student term 1. In next thursday, I'll face the first UAS. My first UAS as student of Department of Accounting, Faculty of Economic, University of Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bum. Reality hits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This status. This role. Suddenly, I'm in the status and doing the role that I want since I was in elementary school. I still remember those past things. The admiration when I heard "UI". The passion when my older cousin shared her story about her fight to get this "UI". The jolt when I read this two letters, "UI", in the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, those admiration, passion, and, jolt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are real now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my life is revoluting around "UI". Like planets, spinning around the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So "time goes by so slowly" huh, madonna? Nope, you're wrong, mrs. material girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time goes fast. Faster than anything. Faster than human's estimation or calculation or what-so-ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity me. Knowing this fact since I was an innocent boy but did nothing to handle the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I'm a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For losing many great chances and opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&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/1303863925800716297-1135236848117224481?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/1135236848117224481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=1135236848117224481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>december, don't be desperado!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well it's already december, folks! december. the end of the year. the holiday season (defined by @SbuxIndonesia). the UAS era (defined by me, and the rest of FEUI students).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I gotta feeling that this month will be the great one. despite the UAS and so on and so on, it's still greeeat! i mean, wow, my first semester as FEUI student is gonna be end in this month. and, don't forget, the holiday! hence, yep, I love this month and I'm wishing that this month will become a nice ending for 2010. 2010. the year of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;TRANSITION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;transformation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Solidarity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;TOUGHNESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Temptation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;SOCIETY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;traveling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Sorority&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turning-Point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;SIMPLIFICATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Please, just be nice, december... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-7455303165646809326?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/7455303165646809326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=7455303165646809326&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7455303165646809326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7455303165646809326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/12/december-dont-be-desperado.html' title='december, don&apos;t be desperado!'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-8119823555058078687</id><published>2010-11-21T21:51:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T21:54:38.626+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>half of my heart - john mayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was born in the arms of imaginary friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free to roam, made a home out of everywhere I've been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Then you come crashing in, like the realest thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying my best to understand all that your love can bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh half of my heart's got a grip on the situation&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart takes time&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart's got a right mind to tell you&lt;br /&gt;That I can't keep loving you&lt;br /&gt;Oh, with half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was made to believe i'd never love somebody else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a plan, stay the man who can only love himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lonely was the song I sang, 'til the day you came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing me a better way and all that my love can bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh half of my heart's got a grip on the situation&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart takes time&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart's got a right mind to tell you&lt;br /&gt;That I can't keep loving you&lt;br /&gt;Oh, with half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;With half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your faith is strong&lt;br /&gt;But I can only fall short for so long&lt;br /&gt;Time will hold, later on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You will hate that I never gave more to you than half of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stop loving you&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stop loving you&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stop loving you with half of my...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart's got a real good imagination&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart's got you&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart's got a right mind to tell you&lt;br /&gt;That half of my heart won't do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Half of my heart is a shotgun wedding to a bride with a paper ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And half of my heart is the part of a man who's never really loved anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: click &lt;a href="http://www.directlyrics.com/john-mayer-half-of-my-heart-lyrics.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-8119823555058078687?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/8119823555058078687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=8119823555058078687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>saturday trade-off and sadness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well hello again my readers. here I am, your moody writer, blogging for you again at starbucks TIS Square. alone. only acccompanied by my sweety venti toffee nut frappucino (yeah, my life sucks) and a bunch of creepy tasks. let me tell you a short story. because I have so damn much business this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trade-off. what is trade-off? if you're taking economic in college, you must be (and have to) know about it. trade-off is related to choice. when you're choosing about something, there will be a cost for it. when you choose A thing, then you have to sacrifice the B, the C, and many more until the Z thing. and now, this gloomy blog writer faces a big trade-off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you maybe know that this week, INAFFF 2010 held in blitzmegaplex GI. INAFFF is an international film festival with horror, thriller, fantasy, sci-fi, and anime genres. so yes, it's INTERESTING! I've been waiting this moment for a year. and guess what? I CAN'T WATCH IT THIS YEAR! why? well the reason is my business as college student. I have to do my tasks, attend classes, come to meetings, and so on and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, that's my trade-off. watching INAFFF 2010 with friends happily or go to a meeting in this sunny saturday? because of its importance, I choose the meeting. but, I don't know... it feels like my heart is not into this meeting. and it's no longer a secret that if my heart is not in that thing, then I won't do that thing sincerely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after more than 17 years I live, I face this dilemma. the dilemma that I underestimate it when I was younger. it hurts, you know, sacrificing your happiness for tasks. yeah I now feel that my life is like an employee life. where my body is no longer controlled by myself, but also those so many damn reason. it sucks. and it makes me remember what nigel said to andy sachs in 'the devil wears prada', "tell me when you're broke up. that's maybe your time to get promotion."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it sucks. but it's... the fact of my life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&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/1303863925800716297-3427667969535661424?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/3427667969535661424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=3427667969535661424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/3427667969535661424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/3427667969535661424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/11/saturday-trade-off-and-sadness.html' title='saturday trade-off and sadness'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-7269989436574489425</id><published>2010-10-30T19:26:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T21:15:45.603+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>saturday down-and-up mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uh oh looks like my blogging lust is so damn uprising! so let me tell you about my life, in this saturday. just... be patient with my grammar and vocab. my english isn't well enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I have a terrible and gigantic mood swing. I woke up in 9 a.m. because I slept in 3 a.m. after blogging hahaha. when I was woke up, the reality hit me that I have two tasks to do. first, I have to type a business basic essay about "why cooperation fail in Indonesia?". fortunately, I've done 90% of it. So what I must do now is just to adding the references, statement of authorship, and adjusting the essay's format. second, MPKT task. Gosh this is my 'silent killer'. because of my laziness to held a meeting with my group in friday (well I don't have any class in friday. so if I went to my campus, I was going there only for meeting with my group. that's a huge opportunity cost for me!!! because I always spent an hour from my home to my beloved yet stress-maker campus, FEUI), I have a responsible to gather all my group's job, blend it perfectly, and edit it with no mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FOR THE LOVE OF ALLAH, I HAVEN'T DONE ANY OF THEM!!! waaaa! yeah yeah it's my mistake I know. okay let's moving from the task. in the morning, after I remember my task, I checked my BB and read a tweet from my friend that my business-basic midterm score has been published in SIAK NG (my campus's site). so, I went to my hectic laptop, and opened my account! bum! I found out my score and it's shocked me. why? because if the maximum score is 100, well I must say I got E (and yes I better die, eaten slowly by my lovely-three-musketeers-kittens). but if the maximum score is 30 (which is, the percentage of midterm score in the total mark), then I superbly have an A!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, this was really confusing. I started chat my friend but he doesn't know the maximum score either. this uncertainty killed me. it frustated me even I couldn't enjoy the saturday-morning-comedy-series in the TV. to avoided this frustation multiplied, I played 'rise of nations', the game about conquering the world through war. AND I LOST OMG I LOST! groar that really a great 'second-hit' to make me feels so damn dooown! then I did browsing. searching mr. karl urban next movies and also looking the glamorous photos from 'the devil wears prada'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, it didn't help to boost my mood! actually, it created opposite effect! my mood getting worse! uuurh that happened because I really want to be like them so much. but it's almost impossible! even just to see them live by my own eyes! 1 p.m. mood in the bottom-level. I went to my bedroom, trying to take a nap. RAWR BUT IT JUST GETTING WORSE! I couldn't sleep! I suddenly remembered my high school era! I've never felt this kind of sorrow as a high school student. the tasks, the hard adaptation for me, the LONELINESS, this missing feeling to my beloved friend, it's just made me so down. so I listened to miss norah jones's song, "Don't Know Why":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;"I waited 'til I saw the sun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I don't know why I didn't come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I left you by the house of fun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I don't know why I didn't come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I don't know why I didn't come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When I saw the break of day  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wished that I could fly away&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Instead of kneeling in the sand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Catching teardrops in my hand&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My heart is drenched in wine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;But you'll be on my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOREVER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Out across the endless sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I would die in ecstasy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I'll be a bag of bones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Driving down the road along &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My heart is drenched in wine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;But you'll be on my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;FOREVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Something has to make you run &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I don't know why I didn't come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I feel as empty as a drum &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I don't know why I didn't come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I don't know why I didn't come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I don't know why I didn't come"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Those lyrics were surely perfectly sadly described my feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Oh how I miss my "sharing and mocking and sinful time" with mpi, dindut, bajay, muthe, nikon, and buled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh how I miss my "philosophy yet funny time" in PI with nata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;OH HOW I MISS MY "SATURDAY-MORNING-RENDEZVOUS TIME" with pumen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so I kept playing this song repeatedly, singing along, and finally, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my tears drop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After that, thank God, I fell asleep for about 3 hours. when I woke up, my brother rushed into my bedroom, and, like an angel fall from heaven, gave me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a grande-caramel-coffee-jelly-extra-caramel from starbucks&lt;/span&gt; for me. For a second, I thought I was dreaming so I slapped myself (yeah I'm a stupido), but it's real!!! woohoo that beverage really reversing my mood! Now I know my own ecstasy, whipped cream combined with caramel sauce coffee! yummy! after that 'thankful drinking moment', I got up from my bed, played miss diane birch's song, "Valentino":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;"Well, I passed the wishing well and I threw my penny in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sent a prayer on up above that you would come my way again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Yeah, I've seen some better days and in each on you were there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Running circles through the graveyard throwing daisies in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Oh, oh, Valentino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Oh, oh, my tears don't show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;But oh honey they flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Well, I crossed the lakes and mountains, ended up in Hollywood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Playing piano in that pink hotel just like you said I would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I kept looking out my window hoping one day you would come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Going every shade of blue under that California sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Oh, oh, Valentino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Oh, oh, my tears don't show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;But oh honey they flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;So much for the promises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;So much for them daisy chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Oh, why carry all those heavy dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When the only one I really want is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Oh, oh, Valentino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Oh, oh, my tears don't show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;But oh honey they flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Oh, oh, Valentino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, oh, my tears don't show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But oh honey they flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Oh, honey they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;flow, flow, flow&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This song's work! my mood's getting up up and up! then I took a bath which is another continuous action to boost my mood up. not stop until there, I turned on tv and watched 'how I met your mother'. that was truly a huge dose of comedy. I laughed all along the show. just that? no, after the hectic HIMYM in starworld, I switched to AXN and watched 'wipeout'! bahahahhaha that's a hilarious yet genius reality show! like those didn't enough to boost my mood, my father showed up from kitchen and serving... a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; homemade fish and chips ala chef rakianto irawanto!&lt;/span&gt; yippie, he's really got talent in this cooking thing! so, yes. my mood's swinging up again. and now I'm blogging to you readers (and especially, miss pumen) in a happy mood! my task? well they can wait for a sec! I'll do them after this blogging phase and don't forget, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I still have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a happy sunday tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR, the mood-swinger&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/1303863925800716297-7269989436574489425?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/7269989436574489425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=7269989436574489425&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7269989436574489425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7269989436574489425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/10/saturday-up-and-down-mood.html' title='saturday down-and-up mood'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-1333180078226323081</id><published>2010-10-30T00:28:00.016+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T21:18:16.927+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hopes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>RED, Mr. Karl Urban, Miss Buled, and NY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, the title is kinda abstract eh? haha don't be worry I'll gonna explain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/TMsLVXJqGsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/nMSxlFXwkYA/s1600/red-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/TMsLVXJqGsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/nMSxlFXwkYA/s200/red-movie-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533529028774468290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the last monday, I watched movie titled 'RED'. I watched it at djakarta theatre XXI, alone. yeah, being single looks sucks but somehow, I kinda enjoy it. anyway, the movie was so great! you can find all the joyful elements there! actions, gun-shots, mysteries, humors, jokes, and of course, romantic scenes! the story was about the RED (retirement extremely dangerous) agents from CIA is now becoming 'the prey' of CIA because of some secrets that has to be buried. so now, once again, they back into action, fighting their former employer, CIA! can they survive and break the mystery puzzle??? or will they gonna die and the secret become a secret forever????? whoops you have to watch it by yourself if you want to know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RED's movie official poster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay let me not tell you the rest of the story because I'm gonna be an annoyingly spoiler if I do that. so back to the topic. my habit is, if I like some movies greatly, I'll start hunting the attractive character(s). for example, I found \ that ewan mcgregor were so attractive in 'angels &amp;amp; demons' movie so since then, he's one of my top 10 actor list. for the movie 'the devil wears prada', well I must say, I love all the characters! since that moment, I'll go rush to watch movie with this cast: meryl streep, anne hathaway, emily blunt, or stanley tucci. nah, in this 'RED' movie, I divert my attention from the sparkling, already famous, talented, and old casts like bruce willis, hellen mirren, morgan freeman, and john malkovich to a new-not-really-famous character. I mean, hey their movies always become a box office, it's time to swing the spotlight eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the spotlight goes to the william cooper, the killer company man. this character played by &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0881631/"&gt;mr. karl urban&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/TMsJjhqejFI/AAAAAAAAAE8/vVIwJ54eWhg/s1600/karl_urban_red_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/TMsJjhqejFI/AAAAAAAAAE8/vVIwJ54eWhg/s200/karl_urban_red_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533527073091390546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/TMsKiDhEBdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/utstC1MZqpE/s1600/karl-urban-red-pic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/TMsKiDhEBdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/utstC1MZqpE/s200/karl-urban-red-pic2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533528147330598354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;karl urban as william cooper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I idolized this william cooper after watch the movie. actually, mr. karl urban (38 years old, been married for 6 years) also goes up to my top 10 actor list. in this movie, he's become the CIA agent that been given task to kill the RED. and karl urban played william cooper so damn well! aaaaargh it makes me crazy until now! I mean, he's go everywhere, with his tidy suit and coat, cool face, guns and bullets, driving black-tough tahoe or elegant-yet-sporty sedan, and don't forget, his clever-intel-brain! he's also been described as cool-heart agent but in the same time, a family-guy! gosh, I really wanna be like him! he's my new idol now! so damn much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after watch the movie, I shared this feeling to miss buled a.k.a &lt;a href="http://anythingcircle.blogspot.com/"&gt;miss nadia ayu rahma lestari&lt;/a&gt;. she, thank God, been gifted by open-minded and patient feeling, listen my story and we made some jokes ahahahaha. unfortunately, she doesn't like this mister like I do. maybe because her boyfriend is totally different from this character (NO OFFENSE, MISS BULED!). so, in the middle of the chat, with my crazy ambition to see karl urban live, by my own eyes, something struck me! what was that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/TMsJ92TPxvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/xo68bKMBbLE/s1600/Bank_Indonesia_headquarters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/TMsJ92TPxvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/xo68bKMBbLE/s200/Bank_Indonesia_headquarters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533527525307696882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;BI headquarter in Jakarta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was in elementary school, my dream jobs is  to become an employee in Bank Indonesia, central bank of Indonesia, as my father does. I'm so obsessed with the job description, the competition, the tension, the lifestyle of employee ( yeah I'm observing my father and his friends), the salary and other fringe benefits (yeah yeah I've been an economic organism since I was 7 years old), and so on. but this 'mr. karl urban things' change my dream jobs. nooo! I still want to become BI employee but now,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I WANT TO BECOME A BANK INDONESIA EMPLOYEE, AT IT'S NEW YORK REPRESENTATIVE OFFICE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BANK INDONESIA'S NEW YORK REPRESENTATIVE OFFICE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;NY view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/TMsLEuLyI3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/DAoEezqioW4/s1600/NYTimeSq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/TMsLEuLyI3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/DAoEezqioW4/s200/NYTimeSq.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533528742899622770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, I tweeted this thing a.s.a.p. and soon, my friends respond it. &lt;a href="http://karunia-khairunnisa.blogspot.com/"&gt;@nisakarunia&lt;/a&gt; said "we'll be together in NY iedooo. I want to work there too in the future!" and @iedoradityo (me) replied "Of course! I work at BI NY and you at CSI (Crime Scene Investigation; nisa's taking 'criminology' in UI while I'm in 'accounting') NY. we'll live in manhattan!". after nisa, @namnamira (namira is my new friend. I know here from &lt;a href="http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-charger-changer-and-chatter.html"&gt;pumen&lt;/a&gt;) also mentioned me, "we'll be jogging together in central park!". I replied, "what do you want to do in NY?" And namira said that she want to work at United Nations, in environmental department. whew, this tweets, chat with buled, and of course, karl urban, were really boost my mood so damn up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty weird &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/TMsKZEOVYcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Gc5hJNWfhQI/s1600/halebopp2_js_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/TMsKZEOVYcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Gc5hJNWfhQI/s200/halebopp2_js_big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533527992901657026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eh? that my dream job is 'shifting' just because I idolized a hollywood actor and I want to see him live! yeah it' s true that Hollywood (Los Angeles) is in the west coast and NY is in the east coast but still, they're in same country! Allah is really have a plan for us, and oftenly, the plan comes unpredictable! so it's not wrong to hope the best eh? so New York, the concrete jungle where dreams are made of (as Alicia Keys sang in her song, "Empire State Of Mind"), please wait for me! I hope I can realize my dream to live in you, as soon as possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;NY view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Picture Sources: click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.shockya.com/news/wp-content/uploads/karl_urban_red_poster.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.shockya.com/news/2010/07/18/karl-urban-poster-for-red/&amp;amp;usg=__0wsQYAKqndjv8XwK7BIoaACra0k=&amp;amp;h=960&amp;amp;w=658&amp;amp;sz=404&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=3&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;tbnid=WJr59YKBpq6EQM:&amp;amp;tbnh=148&amp;amp;tbnw=101&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dkarl%2Burban%2Bred%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26safe%3Doff%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26sa%3DX%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26biw%3D1280%26bih%3D640%26tbs%3Disch:1,isz:m&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://0.tqn.com/d/movies/1/0/9/5/W/karl-urban-red-pic2.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://cursillo-canada.org/2008/karl-urban-red-actor.html&amp;amp;usg=__87MMfBsfTf2uO_pFNVWM2skqf-Y=&amp;amp;h=500&amp;amp;w=333&amp;amp;sz=23&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;tbnid=Gry84IZrNzUWAM:&amp;amp;tbnh=166&amp;amp;tbnw=108&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dkarl%2Burban%2Bred%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26safe%3Doff%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26sa%3DX%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26biw%3D1280%26bih%3D640%26tbs%3Disch:1,isz:m&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;iact=rc&amp;amp;dur=173&amp;amp;ei=TAbLTOaeFcLQcaT29YYO&amp;amp;oei=TAbLTOaeFcLQcaT29YYO&amp;amp;esq=1&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;ndsp=22&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:0,s:0&amp;amp;tx=87&amp;amp;ty=62"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/3f/Bank_Indonesia_headquarters.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Bank_Indonesia_headquarters.jpg&amp;amp;usg=__tNCv6KHJJhCgG7Jft_9govKc98s=&amp;amp;h=1600&amp;amp;w=1130&amp;amp;sz=927&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;tbnid=aF14d3oVW7wwgM:&amp;amp;tbnh=153&amp;amp;tbnw=102&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dbank%2Bindonesia%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26safe%3Doff%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26biw%3D1280%26bih%3D640%26tbs%3Disch:1&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;vpx=482&amp;amp;vpy=86&amp;amp;dur=3746&amp;amp;hovh=267&amp;amp;hovw=189&amp;amp;tx=118&amp;amp;ty=157&amp;amp;ei=LAfLTMCwH4T6cL3kiNQO&amp;amp;oei=EgfLTJuwH8yxcYv90JsO&amp;amp;esq=7&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;ndsp=16&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:2,s:0"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.onlinemovieshut.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/red-movie-poster.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.onlinemovieshut.com/online-movies/red-movie-2010&amp;amp;usg=__M4cPjKEggmwXBCUbtikgb8zaFzU=&amp;amp;h=812&amp;amp;w=546&amp;amp;sz=439&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;tbnid=JNb6SuXDb6tV9M:&amp;amp;tbnh=154&amp;amp;tbnw=104&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dred%2Bmovie%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26safe%3Doff%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26biw%3D1280%26bih%3D640%26tbs%3Disch:1&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;iact=rc&amp;amp;dur=59&amp;amp;ei=tvXKTKK9HYOWcZudrYYO&amp;amp;oei=tvXKTKK9HYOWcZudrYYO&amp;amp;esq=1&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;ndsp=21&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:13,s:0&amp;amp;tx=67&amp;amp;ty=78"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://glavstravel.com/userfiles/gallery/NYTimeSq.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://glavstravel.com/en/bus/6.htm&amp;amp;usg=__cNy2xn0qVJJylSN2NMsuc0XCIHA=&amp;amp;h=360&amp;amp;w=480&amp;amp;sz=93&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=16&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;tbnid=9cMaFug5zN7KMM:&amp;amp;tbnh=149&amp;amp;tbnw=210&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dnew%2Byork%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26safe%3Doff%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26biw%3D1280%26bih%3D640%26tbs%3Disch:10%2C526&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;vpx=980&amp;amp;vpy=284&amp;amp;dur=2554&amp;amp;hovh=194&amp;amp;hovw=259&amp;amp;tx=202&amp;amp;ty=89&amp;amp;ei=rAfLTKrSLMn4cci8rcQO&amp;amp;oei=nQfLTOzbF4LncJLIoJUO&amp;amp;esq=2&amp;amp;page=2&amp;amp;ndsp=15&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:9,s:16&amp;amp;biw=1280&amp;amp;bih=640"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/image/9704/halebopp2_js_big.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap970408.html&amp;amp;usg=__NgBEvq0whVf_LWYPuW9StX2-FyU=&amp;amp;h=760&amp;amp;w=1075&amp;amp;sz=157&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;tbnid=BWFBeLLE2jgt5M:&amp;amp;tbnh=145&amp;amp;tbnw=241&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dnew%2Byork%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26safe%3Doff%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26biw%3D1280%26bih%3D640%26tbs%3Disch:1&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;iact=rc&amp;amp;dur=389&amp;amp;ei=DQjLTJKcO4G3cPSGqKMO&amp;amp;oei=BQjLTI6sBMSxccSh3I0O&amp;amp;esq=3&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;ndsp=16&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:4,s:0&amp;amp;tx=87&amp;amp;ty=68"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I can't get the picture of BI NY Representative Office in Google. So I showed the pictures of BI headquarter in jakarta and NY views hehe. maybe you have a picture of BI NY Representative Office and don't mind to share it with me?! I'll be delighted to have it and I maybe write about your kindness for me in this blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another P.S.: talkative? yes I am. so sorry. but I must write this. before the conclusion that I want to work at BI NY RO, at the first I want totally do what william cooper do! I wanna be a CIA agent! I want my headquarter is at Langley, Virginia! but yes buled, thank God, makes me realize that it's almost impossible and in reality, the agent's job is more dangerous and brutal. So, finally I end up at BI NY RO's worker, which is more realistic :)&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/1303863925800716297-1333180078226323081?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/1333180078226323081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=1333180078226323081&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/1333180078226323081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/1333180078226323081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/10/red-mr-karl-urban-miss-buled-and-ny.html' title='RED, Mr. Karl Urban, Miss Buled, and NY'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/TMsLVXJqGsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/nMSxlFXwkYA/s72-c/red-movie-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-7180641653424228064</id><published>2010-10-29T23:25:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T00:27:35.182+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suram'/><title type='text'>Flood Disaster Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hei lama banget gak ngeblog pake bahasa indonesia. nah jadi kali ini, karena postingan yang kemungkinan bakal panjang, gw akan pake bahasa indonesia. yuk mareee kita langsung ke topik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senin kemaren, senin yang sibuk dan menyenangkan di pagi harinya, berubah menjadi senin sore yang horor karena... BANJIR (yang diklaim sebagai 'genangan' oleh si bapak kumis yang rajin muncul di baliho)!!! gara-gara banjir, ibukota yang indah ini berubah jadi mimpi buruk bagi semua orang yang di jalan. ada yang di jalan 4 jam baru sampe rumah! 4 jam! you can watch 2 movies in 4 hours! gw? gw jadi korban juga loooh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, senin pagi. amat sangat menyenangkan. gw berangkat sama bokap jam 7-an. gw minta di-drop di starbucks skyline, which is tempat belajar favorit gw, sebelom bokap lanjut ke kantor. lucky me! bokap ternyata ikutan turun juga so I can get my coffee free! my father bought it for me! belum lagi kartu flazz gw yang imut nan lucu itu ikutan di-top up. sumpah deh, pagi itu, dengan gw duduk di coffee store di jalan thamrin yang catchy dan modern, ditemani venti caramel frappucino, lagu 'don't know why'-nya norah jones, dan buku statekbis (yuhu kan tujuan gw kesana belajar. besoknya gw UTS mata kuliah itu soalnya), jadi pagi yang mirip surga buat gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senin siang, gw yang mulai bosen belajar, mulai deh chat kinky sama mbak bajay via bbm. sumpah itu bajay lebay parah reaksinya. gw cuma nulis 'ah ih eh oh uh', dia sampe guling-guling keseruduk banteng (lebay). abis chat, gw nonton film 'RED' di djakarta theater XXI. gw akan cerita nanti tentang filmnya. abis nonton, gw mampir ke hero di sarinah buat beli 'sedikit ini, sedikit itu'. abis belanja, gw pulang. naik busway. nah selama di busway itu, jakarta mulai jadi 'city of nightmare'. hujan lebat, petir menyambar, pohon-pohon berkecamuk, jalanan licin, air di sungai naik, dompet gw kosong gara-gara belanja (eh yang ini gak nyambung deh hehe). begitu gw turun busway di halte 'patra kuningan', hujannya masih gak santai. jadi gw harus neduh. sekalian celingak-celinguk nyari taksi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah nunggu 15 menit, dengan badan yang mulai basah kuyup, gw masih juga belom dapet taksi. setiap taksi yang lewat selalu ada penumpangnya. dan tiba-tiba... hujannya redaan! jadi akhirnya gw mutusin deh buat naik ojek aja ke rumah. tapi pas gue nanya tukang ojek tarif ke rumah gw, dia bilang, "30 ribu!". weh gilak! gw spontan kaget! gilak men 30 ribu! itu 4 kalinya tarif normal! pas gw nanya kenapa mahal, dia nunjuk ke jalan yang menuju rumah gue, dan jalan itu... UDAH BERUBAH JADI SUNGAI! seriously, sungai! itu udah gak keliatan lagi mana got, mana jalan, mana trotoar, mana tanah! gw akhirnya nawar dan jadinya 20 ribu. jadi pergilah gw naik ojek, muter lewat jalan lain yang ga banjir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sialnya, pas gw lagi di jalan naik ojek itu, UJANNYA DERES LAGI! widih gilak ini pawang hujan ada masalah apa sih ama gw ampe dikerjain gini. jadi gw, yang awalnya basah-basah shimizu ah ah ah mandi madu, berubah jadi manusia-basah-kuyup-lepek-tak-layak-dipandang. tidak hanya sampai disitu, pembacaku tercinta. karena banjir dimana-mana, tukang ojek gw berapa kali noh puter balik cari arah lain yang kering. jadi totally, gw 15 menit di ojek terguyur hujan, tanpa perlindungan sama sekali! eh gw masih pake baju kok tenang guyz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 menit muter-muter, akhirnya nyampe di jalan depan kompleks dan jalan itu... udah jadi sungai juga. kali ini ojek gw nyerah dan gw akhirnya turun. dan gw, bagaikan anak SD yang dahulu dengan asik bercengkerama dengan banjir, berjalan nerobos banjir. nah karena gw parno gitu kan sama banjir soalnya dulu pas gw kecil, gw pernah main banjir dan tiba-tiba di kaki gw ada kelabang 20 cm, milih buat jalan di trotoar kan. gw jalan. pelan sekali. sekali-sekali meriksa kaki takut ada kelabang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pas langkah ke-287 *ngasal*, kaki kanan gw gak jejak trotoar dan nyeblos! ada apa saudara-saudara?! YAK TERNYATA YA GUYS ITU GOT DALEM YANG DALEMNYA 1,5 METER!!! sumpah itu gw langsung nyeblos seluruh badan sampe tinggal leher ke atas doang yang keliatan.  GILAK GILAK ITU ADEGAN BISA MASUK "JAKARTA'S FUNNIEST HOME VIDEOS" KALI DEH SAKING KONYOLNYA! dan ini bagaikan karma. karena gw dulu pernah ketawa sampe ngancurin meja (oke, lebay) pas SD gara-gara temen SD gw itu curhat dia nyeblos ke got. dalam kasus dia, dia lebih parah malah sampe bener-bener gak keliatan soalnya kan anak SD belum tinggi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parahnya lagi, pas gw nyeblos itu ada 2 mbak-mbak lewat. jadilah gw diketawain abis-abisan sama 2 pembokat itu. mana tangan gw lecet juga lagi. akhirnya, dengan hati teguh dan kehati-hatian lebih, gw melangkah menuju rumah. sesampainya di rumah, gw sedih naujubile. gara-gara kejeblos di got tadi, ga cuma gw yang basah. BB gw. dompet gw dan isi-isinya (which is itu ada kartu ujian ya Allah...). buku gw. tas gw. itu semua pada basah. bete, sedih, mau nangis rasanya. akhirnya gw mandi dulu sementara pembokat mencoba 'menyelamatkan' buku-buku dengan cara di setrika. di kamar mandi, dengan kemeranaan tingkat tinggi, gw mandi sambil joget. diiringi 'bad romance'-nya lady gaga birama 6/8 dimulai pada ketukan ke-4 (iye emang kagak nyambung ye? stress gw emang).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selese mandi, gw ngurusin barang-barang gw. buku gw ternyata jadi ancur gitu bawahnya gara-gara basah. untung masih bisa dipake. dompet gw basah bener-bener kuyup sama isi-isinya. OMG my lovely wallet! my-6-years-Yves-Saint-Laurent-wallet menjelma bagaikan sampah karena gw kejeblos ke got! kartu ujian gw benyeeek! hampir jadi bubur! untung masih sempet diselamatkan. BB gw? error. sumpah itu di layarnya kayak ada bercak air gitu dan gabisa dinyalain. gw udah pasrah bete banget kalo urusannya udah BB karena gw udah lengket parah sama BB gw. kita udah sering galau bersama, makan bareng, jalan bareng, sampe tidur pun sekasur huhu (lebay dan freak. bunuh aja deh gw). malam itu, dengan perasaan suntuk barang-barang rusak, besok UTS tapi ga minat belajar, dan nunggu nyokap pulang dari bandara tapi gak nyampe-nyampe, gw akhirnya ketiduran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ajaib! besoknya semua barang gue kering. buku kering. kertas ujian kering. dompet YSL perlu dijemur lebih lanjut tapi mendingan. bahkan BB pun sembuh! udah bisa nyala. nerima bbm, twitter, and the gank. tapi masih agak-agak ngehang harus gw teken 'space' dulu baru hurufnya pada nongol. bahkan pas sore nya, BB gw udah pulih total. huff. that's my flood disaster's experience. how about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&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/1303863925800716297-7180641653424228064?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/7180641653424228064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=7180641653424228064&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7180641653424228064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7180641653424228064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/10/flood-disaster-experience.html' title='Flood Disaster Experience'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-3879986012527319085</id><published>2010-10-09T01:05:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T02:18:05.276+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>my life as FEUI (new) student</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello hello! nice to write on you again, dearest iedoradityo.blogspot.com! yes yes me back! so lemme tell you the reason why I fill blank this blog for, um, 2 months? damn. feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business. yep that's the reason. no no I'm not the CEO of some corporation (hope so in future. amin). the 'business' is, well, 'kesibukan' in indonesian. I seriously truly deeply madly in huge hectic hillarious business in the past two months. this month too, I'll catch my first mid-term exam as college student. happy? no. confuse? yes. exciting? hem I choose thrilling. well let's put this october issue in the end. let august and september tell their stories first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MOST DEPRESSING MONTH IN THIS YEAR! so far. even march and april, the month of my last exam in high school, can't be compared with it. just for the short, this is the schedule.&lt;br /&gt;First week: choir practices. oh dont be bother to ask if I a good singer. the thing I did was only sitting in the balairung of UI (my beloved blessed belated campus), singing with no sincere, and so on and so on.&lt;br /&gt;Second week: program cinta kampus (in english, loving the campus programme? err my vocab is so ruined), independence day ceremony, campus orientation programme (OKK), and faculty orientation programme (OPK). notice the last one? that's the worst. the tasks were too much, mocked, insulted, yelled, run and run and run, and don't forget, fasting (it's in ramadhan month). so yes, it's killing me. literally.&lt;br /&gt;Third week: actually, I forget what I did this week. I think it's the week where I healed myself, physically and mentally, from the spooky-horror-killing OPK.&lt;br /&gt;Last week: Pasca OPK. what's this? it's the last and the most depressing moment in this month. what was happened? this week, my college classes started. so I had to study about 5 chapter per day. note it. PER DAY.  while I also made about 8 essays per day. 8. e-i-g-h-t. and don't forget, the insulting-mocking-yelling-etc phases. Thanks to Allah, I still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello september! actually, this month was really good. in the first week, I went to medan, my lovely hometown, to celebrate Hari Raya Iedul Fitri or Lebaran at tuesday (FYI, my name comes from this moment. IEDul Fitri. IEDO. I was born near this moment :) ). but sadly, I only spent 5 days in there. thanks to the short holiday :( so I came back with my cousin at monday. shocked by the fact that my house had became, erm, 'kingdom of animal'? I found 10 cockroaches in the bathroom! and they're alive! ALIVE! A-L-I-V-E! OMG I'm so mad and terrified that moment so my killing instinct went to mode on so I picked the insect-killer-spray and I think I turned my bathroom into Auschwitz Camp for those cockroach. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Two hectic days for cleaning the home sweet home. in wednesday, I HAD A HANG OUT WITH PUMEEEN! my beloved bestie! woohoo we went to our saturday-morning-meeting base. any guess? no? well it's at sbux skyline building. a short advert, but I must say that that place is so comfort, cozy, cheerful, and of course, coffee-ed :D we talked about many things. ah miss you so much men. in friday, I had a plan to meet my lovely 'sinful group' or in indonesian, 'grup dosa' consist of mpi, bajay, dindut, nikon, and the mother of sin, labibah a.k.a bajay. bahahaha. that's because in bbm group, we chat about so many gossips, mocking people, and other sins. but suddenly, I had a class in friday. so I couldn't meet them :( saturday was also same. natasya got fever so we're alternate our rendezvous to next week.&lt;br /&gt;In the next week, I met natasya! HAH FINALLY! we had a fun and great hang out at PI. we chat in the sbux, had a lunch at pancious, and, in the end, we do some 'philosophy talk'. miss you so nat. see you in november.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October! month of bazkom, err well that's last year. in this year, october! month of ... mid-term exam! seriously, college life is so damn different than the high school one. in high school, studying was, I dunno, less important than socializing? but in college, uh, everything became so serious. the lesson is so hard, fast, depressing, and so on. the better one in college is only about freedom. no more uniform, no more teacher yelling at you because you're not doing homework, and, in my faculty, no more 'junior-senior thing'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. you might be asking what is the core of my college life? study, study, and study. I had 6 lessons. Principles of economics, principles of accounting, principles of business, math of economics and business, statistic of economics and business, and the last but the most important, MPKT (integrated behaviour empowerment? blah my vocab is really a mess). plus one, I'm the staff of HR KOMPEK 13! woo hoo so happy and proud to get this position! what is this? HR means public relations and registration and KOMPEK is the economic competition for high school student, held by FEUI. so, per week, I have 11 class (6 with the lecturers, 5 with the assistant lecturers), 1 HR meeting, about 50 hours in campus, and dont forget a bunch, a lot, a gross of tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes this 'business' really makes me down and feel unsure about my future life in this college. but, a simple quote from Miranda Priestly, an editor-in-chief from america runway magazine (you can't find her in reality. search her in the movie, "The Devil Wears Prada") always cheer me, even a little. The quote is "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh don't be riddiculous, Andrea. everybody wants this. everybody wants to be us."&lt;/span&gt; I remember this quote, encourage myself that this life as FEUI student is a dream of many people out there, let my soul and mind and heart digest it for a while, and then, no more whining again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;IR&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/1303863925800716297-3879986012527319085?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/3879986012527319085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=3879986012527319085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/3879986012527319085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/3879986012527319085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-life-as-feui-new-student.html' title='my life as FEUI (new) student'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-7084104805789137096</id><published>2010-07-20T07:52:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T09:10:50.847+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>about 12th grader (first semester)</title><content type='html'>Heiho I'm baaaack! maaf sekali atas keterlambatan updatenya. sebabnya ada dua. satu, gw holiday trip ke jawa timur awal Juli kemaren. dan kedua, gw punya BB yihaaa! apa hubungannya ama BB? well gara-gara BB jujur aja, gw jadi jarang buka laptop dan gw ampe sekarang lupa mulu nanya sama vania gimana caranya posting via BB.  jadi yah blog ini sedikit berdebu. fuuuh *tiupdebu. nah cukup sekian basa-basinya. let's go to main topic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kenapa gw tiba-tiba ngebahas 12th grader? alasannya adalah membantu Juni untuk bikin testimoni buat adek-adek kelas. gw ga begitu ngerti formatnya testimoni kayak apaan. jadi, kayaknya gw akan bikin mirip punya vania aja ya jun hehe. 12th grader. kelas 3 SMA. 1 tahun terakhir untuk disebut siswa. walaupun orang bilang kelas 3 SMA adalah saat paling kejam saat SMA. gw, sebagai (mantan) siswa ips, justru mikir kayaknya kejaman jelas 1 deh. bayangin aja lo dijejelin 14 mata pelajaran, ipa yang ampun-banget-deh-itungannya di joint sama ips yang hafalannya-masya-allah, ditambah mos yang (kalo kurang beruntung) sangat kejam, masa adaptasi yang labil, dan juga heboh di saat akhir: gw ipa apa ips nih. kelas 3 kawan, ternyata tidaklah sekejam itu. kalo vania jelasin per mata pelajaran, gw akan coba bagi penjelasan gw per bulan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Juli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month of early preparation! Bulan Juli ini agenda gw waktu itu sangat amat lowong. sekolah cuma 2 minggu di akhirnya. dan ada murid baru masuk. hem naluri senioritas mungkin akan timbul dengan sangat bergejolak. tapi percaya deh, gak ada gunanya bersikap kejam sama junior lo, kecuali kalo junior lo ngelunjak dan super manja. untuk bulan juli ini, hal penting yang harus dilakukan adalah kenali guru kelas 3, bongkar gudang dan masukin lagi buku kelas 1 dan 2 ke meja belajar lo (khususnya pelajaran UAN sama pelajaran untuk tes masuk universitas). buat yang ngerasa belajarnya masih males, saatnya cari bimbel! serius deh. mulai dari awal itu lebih baik. dan lebih murah. dan juga lo kehilangan resiko keabisan kursi bimbel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Agustus-September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month of leyeh-leyeh! 2 bulan ini, saatnya lo menurunkan sedikit rasa belajar lo dan tambah waktu main lo. gw serius. kenapa? pertama, itu pas bulan puasa. secara otomatis tubuh lo akan sedikit lebih lemas jadi yaudah sih gausah sok ngotot belajar, main-main aja sekalian. apalagi jam tidur lo yang dijamin amburadul. kedua, BAZKOM! pas jaman gw, bazkom digelar pas oktober. jadi ini tuh ibarat lagi heboh-hebohnya persiapan. kasih perhatian lebih buat event-event kayak gini ga ada salahnya loh. tapi buat ekskul, saatnya lo say bye bye. karena selepas 2 bulan ini, lo bakal super sibuk dan dipikiran lo cuma: gue mau lulus SMA dan dapet universitas terbaik. jadi, sekali lagi, main-mainlah di 2 bulan ini. sebelum berbagai TO menerjang lo secara dramatis dan drastis bulan-bulan berikutnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Oktober&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://api.ning.com/files/RVbigHz3puKfCC0Ky3FpsMIIJ0uyECI-CrW0zJcnxTwWEG485ccU5R*u1uwZRk4jWqPNHQAOuemFIEtS9SD-9wOztlW6CcVc/bazkom_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://api.ning.com/files/RVbigHz3puKfCC0Ky3FpsMIIJ0uyECI-CrW0zJcnxTwWEG485ccU5R*u1uwZRk4jWqPNHQAOuemFIEtS9SD-9wOztlW6CcVc/bazkom_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Month of bazkom! itu pas jaman gw. saking sibuknya ini event (diselenggarain tiap weekend), dijamin perhatian lo sama nilai bakal turun drastis. mensiasatinya? setia dengan bimbel lo dan jangan cabut, baik sekolah maupun bimbel, terutama kalo pelajaran yang penting apalagi kalo ulangan. oktober ini juga diwarnai TO pertama dan mid-test. jadi yah ini emang bulan tergamang kalo gw bisa bilang. bagi waktulah dengan baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F6_SqrgAbM8/SvZZPD6fd2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/OJAksSh6FvM/s400/DSC01365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F6_SqrgAbM8/SvZZPD6fd2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/OJAksSh6FvM/s400/DSC01365.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;November&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month of PMDK issues and study tour! Buat yang dapet desas-desus lo dapet PMDK, selamat ya! cek kalo info itu bener dengan nanya langsung ke guru BK, mulai beresin berkas-berkas yang diperluin buat ngambil PMDK lo, dan yang paling penting, pikirin baik-baik PMDK itu. lo harus tau jurusan apa yang mau lo ambil dan apa plan B lo kalo ternyata ada calon PMDK lain dari sekolah lo yang milih jurusan sama. pilihannya ya lo ngotot-ngototan sama tuh orang dan tetep ngambil jurusan sama (yang amat sangat beresiko), mundur dari jurusan itu dan pilih jurusan lain, atau yah mundur aja dari PMDK. pokoknya, JANGAN PERNAH JADIIN PMDK ITU SEBAGAI CADANGAN UNIVERSITAS LO! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JANGAN PERNAH!&lt;/span&gt; hati lo harus mantap kalo yang mau diambil itu pilihan utama lo. sekali lo bilang, "iya, gw mau PMDK. dan gw mau jurusan ini.". jreng. itu adalah kontrak sehidup semati lo. yah sebenernya lo boleh sih ngambil PMDK sebagai cadangan dan lo buang kalo lo udah dapet PT idaman, tapi itu kalo lo siap dicaci maki angkatan lo, dihujat adek kelas lo karena ngurangin jatah PMDK mereka, dan dipandang sekolah sebagai lulusan tak tahu diri karena bikin sekolah lo kena sanksi dari universitas. oh ya, beberapa PMDK sifatnya berupa pengajuan diri loh bukan ditunjuk. kayak IPB misalnya. jadi rajin-rajin lah menyambangi ruang BP buat tau info PMDK terbaru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah pas bulan ini juga, ada study tour ke baduy. halimun buat yang ipa. jadi siapin fisik dan mental lo. siapin duit juga. jangan gak ikut! serius deh pengalaman ini penting banget buat lo. dan juga nilainya. lumayan loh buat nutup-nutupin nilai yang kurang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Desember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Month of PMDK process and last holiday! Bersiaplah kawan! tes akhir semester terakhir lo! okelah lo boleh kendur di tes ini, yang PMDK juga. karena yang diliat dari PMDK cuma nilai kelas 1 dan 2. tapi buat yang ngincer beasiswa atau apapun yang memerlukan nilai rapor ampe semester 6, berjuanglah! ayolah ini tes akhir semester. apa salahnya memberikan kenangan manis pada diri lo sendiri bahwa di tes ini nilai lo ciamik semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat yang PMDK, rajin ke BK deh suer. ada tahap-tahap yang harus lo lalui misalnya pemanggilan ortu lo ke BK jadi lo harus selalu tau info terbaru. belum lagi tahap akhir. tahap masukin data. eh jangan bilang-bilang BK ya tapi di mata gw, BK kurang handal urusan masukin data. gamau kan lo gagal dapet PMDK cuma gara-gara berkas lo kurang selembar? jadi pas tahap masukin data itu, ya kalo bisa ada di ruang BK. ampe jam berapapun, lakoni aja deh. sekali seumur idup loh lo begini. itung-itung juga menjalin kekerabatan sama temen se-PMDK. ada bimbel? lupakan. tapi kalo lo bolos sekali lagi uang jaminan lo ilang? salah lo. kan gw udah bilang jangan sering-sering bolos bimbel kalo gak penting. apalagi kalo bimbel lo sistem jaminan dan tukang ngadu ke orangtua. dan yang terakhir, nikmatilah liburan terakhir lo! nikmati sepuas-puasnya. karena begitu desember ini habis, bersiaplah menghadapi yang terburuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(to be continued..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;picture source: click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F6_SqrgAbM8/SvZZPD6fd2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/OJAksSh6FvM/s72-c/DSC01365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-5364476408941098253</id><published>2010-06-24T00:00:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T00:36:02.681+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>about camu-camu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Apa yang terlintas di pikiran pembaca kalo denger kata 'camu-camu'? beberapa orang mungkin bilang itu kata 'kamu' yang dipermanja (wait. gue baru ngeh ada predikat dipermanja). beberapa lagi bilang itu dari kata 'cumi-cumi' yang disandikan biar pihak lain gatau. sayang sekali tapi bukan itu. jadi apa dong? simak dulu nih ceritanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerita ini terjadi waktu gue masih SMP. saat-saat dimana keingintahuan amat sangat tinggi tapi otak belum mampu nangkepnya. jadilah suka banyak terjadi kejadian konyol yang kalo diinget sekarang bikin miris dan mikir, "kok gw bego banget ya dulu?". nah ini lah salah satu kejadiannya. jadi waktu itu siang hari yang cerah dan gw lagi gak ada kerjaan. HP bokap gw nganggur tergeletak dengan manis di sebelah gw. karena iseng, gw liatin contactnya. tiba-tiba pas gue nyampe di 'C', ada nama contact yang menarik gw. nama contactnya adalah 'Camu-camu Ltd'. hem mulailah otak anak SMP mikir. wah ada Ltd nih berarti ini perusahaan. nomornya depannya 021 berarti di jakarta. mungkin karena namanya yang rada kinky (eh dulu waktu SMP gw belum tau kinky itu apa demi tuhan!), gatau gimana ya pembaca tapi waktu itu gue tiba-tiba mikir, "OMG camu-camu itu pub! camu-camu itu cabacula! Ya Tuhan bokap gw suka main ke pub!". hem ternyata emang crayon sinchan harusnya gak dibaca anak dibawah 15 tahun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ih gila ya itu termasuk top 25 moment of depression gw kali. kayaknya dunia gw luluh-lantak gonjang-ganjing menerima kenyataan ini. gw ampe kusut seharian. terus karena masih penasaran, gw mikir sebagaimana berikut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw: hem apa gw nanya bokap ya camu-camu apaan?&lt;br /&gt;Suara Dalem Kepala (SDK): ih jangan do! kalo itu beneran pub gimana? bokap lo bakalan takut rahasianya dibongkar! lo bakalan dibunuh biar rahasianya aman! mayat lo  bakal dibuang ke ciliwung! atau minimal lo dijual ke luar negeri via entikong!&lt;br /&gt;Gw: oke gw gajadi nanya bokap. apa gw telpon aja ini camu-camu?&lt;br /&gt;SDK: hah lo mau nelpon pub? lo gila ya! kalo misalnya dia nanggepin terus ngirim b***h kesini apa kabar masa depan lo hoi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah setelah pergulatan dalam otak itu, akhirnya gw mutusin nelpon camu-camu itu. tut tut tut. THANK GOD GAK DIANGKAT! tapi gw malah kepikiran gini, "ya iyalah gak diangkat. lu kira pub buka apa siang bolong gini?". jadi akhirnya gw pasrah dan diam saja menerima kenyataan ini. tapi efeknya hebat loh! gw ampe gak ngomong seminggu ama bokap gara-gara gw masih curiga tentang camu-camu. bokap gak ambil pusing untungnya huff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya, sebagaimana layaknya anak SMP yang normal dan sekolah dari jam 7 pagi sampe jam 2 siang, gw melupakan masalah ini. gw ngobrol ama bokap lagi. dan camu-camu hilang dari pikiran gw. sampai akhirnya datanglah bulan ramadhan. biasanya kalo bulan puasa gini, pas weekendnya gw bukpus sekeluarga besar gitu. and guess what? akhirnya gw tau camu-camu itu apa! camu-camu itu restoran manado di daerah SCBD! haha jadi ceritanya tante gw milih restoran ini buat bukpus bareng. huff nyesel banget gw mikir yang enggak-enggak! mana makanannya enak lagi *gaknyambung. dan berakhirlah cerita camu-camu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, ada tambahan nih. pas gw cerita ke mpi tentang ini, dia ngakak dan mencaci gw dengan segala perkataan hewani. gw sih udah biasa jadi sing tabah. terus dia bilang, "kok lo masih inget sih do kejadian pas SMP?". gw bilang, "ya iyalah sekali seumur idup tau mpi lo musuhin bokap lo gara-gara info selingkuh yang gak bener". eh tapi gw baru inget. pas SD, gw pernah diemin bokap seminggu juga! dan itu gara-gara gw mimpi bokap kawin sama orang lain! padahal di mimpi itu nyokap gw meninggal! kesimpulannya? gw kurang berbakti dan percaya sama orang tua gw kayaknya. love you, mom and dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: buat bukti bahwa camu-camu beneran restoran, click &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Restaurant_Review-g294229-d857934-Reviews-Camu_camu-Jakarta_Java.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-5364476408941098253?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/5364476408941098253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=5364476408941098253&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5364476408941098253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5364476408941098253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/06/about-camu-camu.html' title='about camu-camu'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-6156802598344190810</id><published>2010-06-23T23:37:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T23:59:51.178+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>how to tamed your friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oke di post ini gue mau cerita tentang rifky ramadhan amin a.k.a vicky. orangnya cowok, baik hati, blogging juga (click &lt;a href="http://rifkyramadhan.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;), ancur abis, agak kemayu, pecicilan, heboh, suka joget, imut tapi jaim abis kalo ama orang baru kenal.  oh ya, vicky paling benci banget kalo di-unyu-unyu-in sama orang apalagi gw. konon gara-gara udah mau mampus denger gw unyu-unyu mulu setiap 15 menit sekali pas di &lt;a href="http://rifkyramadhan.blogspot.com/2010/06/montre-montre-la-montagne.html"&gt;distorsi goes to puncak&lt;/a&gt; kemaren. nah ini nih bukti jaim pertama. padahal kadang-kadang juga dia hobi bunyi unyu-unyu. berikut salah satu cara menundukkan kejaiman si mas satu ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi ceritanya, selasa kemaren secara kebetulan gw ketemu dia di restoran di bilangan tebet. kita sama-sama mau ngerjain tugas okk ui tapi beda kelompok. gw, yang kalo baru kenal malu-malu kucing tapi kalo udah kenal banget suka rusak parah, udah mulai ancur kan nih jam ke-4 diskusi. untung aja anggota kelompok gw pada maklum ngeliat gw. nah pas ngeliat si vicky, gw heran kan. buset ini anak belum berulah nih. perlu diusilin nih kayaknya. jadi gue sms-lah dia. percakapan sms sebagai berikut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iedo (I): unyu&lt;br /&gt;Vicky (V): ih apaan sih lo? tobat do udah mau kuliah woy. mau imej lo ancur?&lt;br /&gt;I: ah sok jaim lo nyet! mau foto aib  lo di puncak gue tag ke temen lo nih?! (sebenernya foto ***** tapi gue sensor biar dia masih bisa dapet istri)&lt;br /&gt;V: unyu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, kalo vicky udah bilang unyu, berarti dia menyerah untuk sok jaim dan kembali ke asal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: gw ngelink post lo ya vik. lumayan kan buat promosi 'lifetime journal'. hehehe ;D&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/1303863925800716297-6156802598344190810?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/6156802598344190810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=6156802598344190810&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/6156802598344190810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/6156802598344190810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-to-tamed-your-friend.html' title='how to tamed your friend'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-5467155292187268563</id><published>2010-06-23T22:33:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T01:34:21.780+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people around me'/><title type='text'>beloved borderless bestfriends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello again readers! sorry for the long-moment-without-posting (again). I have to re-register myself as University of Indonesia's new students on thursday, june 17th! woohoo I was so excited and thrilling for a month before it happened! and guess what I was feeling on that day? EXHAUSTED! I had to queue for about 7 hours! and in the end of the registering process, I found that I had to go back to UI in saturday for medical check-up! huff. like those things don't enough, I also had to do some early tasks for new students. but still, there's some happy scenes. thanks to pong echa afi abe and andyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's the introductory part. let's get to the body part. err wait wait 'the-guide-to-make-a-good-essay' is still on my head hahaha. okay back to main topic. do you have opposite gender bestfriend(s)? well I do. actually, I admit it, I've more opposite gender bestfriends than the same one. I dont know why but hey I feel more comfort with them so why not eh? because there are many of them, I want to tell two of them. beside of this two ladies, you might already know pumen, as the leading lady at &lt;a href="http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-charger-changer-and-chatter.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; and natasya, the missing sexy thing and my blog's regular commentator. but in this post, lets shift the spotlight to &lt;a href="http://andiniarpk.blogspot.com/"&gt;miss andini ramadhanti putri a.k.a dindut&lt;/a&gt; and miss elvina noviawanti a.k.a mpi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the borderless word in the title? yes I'm not mistyping it. this two ladies are borderless. what I mean is borderless is they are not focusing their friendships in same gender. they also have opposite gender friends beside me. in fact, they have more than me. and the another reason is what they do to maintain the bond of friendship are so magnificent for me. so when there was the moment they had a fight, feels like I'm the one who made them fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this long long holiday, we aren't meet often. but thank you for facebook and msn! because of them, we could chat oftenly. almost every night, I must say. those chats were so crazy! it's really really made me happy in this holiday night! we talking, we singing, we sharing, even we cursing each other. they really made my night become a sunny noon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My most thankful moment for them is when I telling them about my big problem. about my personality and habit. and, yes it's very touching, dindut said,"ya terus kenapa? setiap orang emang beda-beda kali. gak seru do kalo semua orang di dunia ini sama" and mpi added, "iya do ini kan hidup lo. emang sih nanti di UI lo harus sedikit berubah. pandangan orang kan gak sama. tapi kalo mau ancur-ancuran, bbm gw aja kali". huff I wonder how sorrow my life could be if I didn't meet them. even we'll separate. I hope we'll stay in contact. my last hope is for dindut gets in to UI from SNMPTN. for mpi, don't be afraid darling! bandung is near from jakarta! and with BB in our hand (hope we'll get it A.S.A.P., amin), no need to be worry about our relationship! love you so much, mpi and dindut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/TCOkNXA96OI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YkzIi92WRnA/s1600/mpidut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/TCOkNXA96OI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YkzIi92WRnA/s200/mpidut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486409320490723554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;mpi and dindut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;picture source: taken from miss elvina noviawanti's photo album at FB&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/1303863925800716297-5467155292187268563?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/5467155292187268563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=5467155292187268563&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5467155292187268563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5467155292187268563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/06/beloved-borderless-bestfriends.html' title='beloved borderless bestfriends'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/TCOkNXA96OI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YkzIi92WRnA/s72-c/mpidut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-5642170818313407266</id><published>2010-06-19T19:50:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T22:32:51.753+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><title type='text'>pixar's creations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thenullset.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/up_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 374px;" src="http://thenullset.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/up_03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dan-dare.org/freefun/Images/CartoonsMoviesTV/MonstersIncWallpaper800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 374px;" src="http://www.dan-dare.org/freefun/Images/CartoonsMoviesTV/MonstersIncWallpaper800.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.grahammilton.com/folio/folio_cars1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 403px;" src="http://www.grahammilton.com/folio/folio_cars1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.myfreewallpapers.net/cartoons/wallpapers/toy-story-cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.neurosoftware.ro/programming-blog/wp-content/plugins/wp-o-matic/cache/ba128_finding_nemo_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 374px;" src="http://www.neurosoftware.ro/programming-blog/wp-content/plugins/wp-o-matic/cache/ba128_finding_nemo_005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just want to say that pixar's creations never disappointed me. in fact, pixar is the one and only production house who always made masterpiece animation movies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Picture Sources: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.neurosoftware.ro/programming-blog/wp-content/plugins/wp-o-matic/cache/ba128_finding_nemo_005.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.neurosoftware.ro/programming-blog/nemo/&amp;amp;usg=__JcMkob53Ubr2LH5UhjX9Igargc8=&amp;amp;h=768&amp;amp;w=1024&amp;amp;sz=195&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=10&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;tbnid=UT1yNpKnIqGSDM:&amp;amp;tbnh=113&amp;amp;tbnw=150&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dfinding%2Bnemo%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26safe%3Doff%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26sa%3DN%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26tbs%3Disch:1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.myfreewallpapers.net/cartoons/wallpapers/toy-story-cast.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.myfreewallpapers.net/cartoons/pages/toy-story-cast.shtml&amp;amp;usg=__-A4qQy2YRAmm6OAKxp-8ICc-OcU=&amp;amp;h=768&amp;amp;w=1024&amp;amp;sz=234&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=1&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;tbnid=OanNX-qLzkHRPM:&amp;amp;tbnh=113&amp;amp;tbnw=150&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dtoy%2Bstory%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26safe%3Doff%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26sa%3DN%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26tbs%3Disch:1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://thenullset.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/up_03.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://thenullset.wordpress.com/2009/09/09/film-review-%25E2%2580%2593-pixar%25E2%2580%2599s-up/&amp;amp;usg=__BK8ktxPxZIntRX3vc_NMHATrhRI=&amp;amp;h=1200&amp;amp;w=1600&amp;amp;sz=400&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=16&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;tbnid=IWaf8S9vu20rlM:&amp;amp;tbnh=113&amp;amp;tbnw=150&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dup%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26safe%3Doff%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26sa%3DN%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26tbs%3Disch:1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;  and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.dan-dare.org/freefun/Images/CartoonsMoviesTV/MonstersIncWallpaper800.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.dan-dare.org/freefun/games/cartoonsmoviestv/MonstersInc.htm&amp;amp;usg=__fCTPpI3yVXLzN2VL-YqCy4kClGk=&amp;amp;h=600&amp;amp;w=800&amp;amp;sz=125&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=4&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;tbnid=nEQVY3Ytidt30M:&amp;amp;tbnh=107&amp;amp;tbnw=143&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dmonster%2Binc%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26safe%3Doff%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26sa%3DN%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26tbs%3Disch:1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-5642170818313407266?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/5642170818313407266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=5642170818313407266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5642170818313407266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5642170818313407266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/06/pixars-creations.html' title='pixar&apos;s creations'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-1420558021432350794</id><published>2010-06-14T05:48:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T07:13:42.825+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hopes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot issues'/><title type='text'>about south africa and indonesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Di tahun 2010 ini, negara mana yang paling mengundang jutaan pasang mata di seluruh dunia untuk memperhatikannya? China yang sukses berat dengan Shanghai Expo nya dan Yunani yang bangkrut gara-gara utangnya yang besar tentu termasuk jawaban yang benar. tapi kali ini, marilah kita membahas negara di ujung selatan benua afrika, Afrika Selatan dan negara kita tercinta, Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.south-africa-tours-and-travel.com/images/major-cities-of-south-africa-b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 464px;" src="http://www.south-africa-tours-and-travel.com/images/major-cities-of-south-africa-b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Afrika Selatan dan Kota-kota Besarnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afrika Selatan patut bersenang hati dapat menjadi host nation Piala Dunia tahun ini. mendapat kehormatan sebagai negara afrika pertama yang menjadi tempat digelarnya salah satu event olahraga terbesar di dunia ini tentu merupakan gabungan antara tanggung jawab besar yang harus dipikul dan karunia besar yang harus disyukuri dan dimanfaatkan dengan sebaik-baiknya. tapi untuk sejenak, marilah kita berpaling sejenak dari topik Piala Dunia ini. selain Piala Dunia, apa lagi yang membuat negara ini menonjol di dunia internasional?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boleh dibilang salah satu jawabannya adalah sejarah negeri itu sendiri. Sejarah Afrika Selatan bisa dibilang dimulai oleh Bartholomeus Diaz yang terdampar di ujung selatan negara ini. di suatu tempat yang di kemudian hari dikenal sebagai Tanjung Harapan Baik, atau Cape of Good Hope. selanjutnya penggalan sejarah yang menarik adalah Perang Boer, perang antara Belanda versus Inggris memperebutkan tanah ini. tanah dimana pada zaman dahulu berlian berlimpah. dan di abad ke-20, politik apartheid lah yang menjadi sejarah penting negara ini. Nelson Mandela, Desmond Tutu, dan F.W. de Klerk adalah orang-orang besar yang menggulingkan doktrin perbedaan warna kulit tersebut. dan sejak saat itu, Afrika Selatan memulai hari-harinya sebagai negara baru yang memandang persamaan hak, kewajiban, dan derajat tanpa melihat warna kulit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah sejarahnya, satu hal yang menarik perhatian saya adalah sistem ibukotanya. negara ini, yang luasnya 1.219.080 km persegi (seukuran kira-kira gabungan pulau Sumatra dan Kalimantan), mempunyai 3 ibukota. tiga ibukota tersebut adalah Cape Town, Pretoria, dan Bloemfontein. secara berurutan, masing-masing menjadi ibukota legislatif, administratif, dan peradilan.  seperti halnya Amerika Serikat yang memiliki kota-kota besar, adanya ketiga ibukota ini, bagi saya, merupakan suatu usaha untuk menciptakan pemerataan. kalau kita melihat sejenak negara-negara yang dikategorikan maju, hampir semuanya jarang hanya memiliki satu kota besar dimana segala kegiatan terpusat disitu. lihat saja Amerika Serikat. meskipun ibukotanya berada di Washington D.C., siapa yang tak kenal New York, Miami, Los Angeles, Las Vegas, Boston, Chicago, dan kota besar lainnya? bahkan jika kita mengacu pada franchise CSI yang ditonton jutaan orang, justru Washington D.C. tidak termasuk kota yang disorot. para pembuatnya memilih New York, Miami, dan Las Vegas sebagai setting drama kriminal ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munculnya lebih dari satu kota besar mencerminkan adanya suatu pemerataan agar pembangunan tidak di satu tempat yang memang merupakan salah satu syarat suatu negara dapat dikategorikan negara maju. saya kadang berpikir bagaimana jika prinsip ini diterapkan di Indonesia? sejauh ini, di mata dunia internasional, tentu saja hanya 2 tempat di Indonesia yang menonjol, Jakarta dan Bali. bahkan kadang-kadang mereka hanya tahu tentang bali daripada Indonesia itu sendiri. jika menengok masa lalu, kita bukannya tidak pernah mencoba ide ini. salah satu presiden kita pernah mencoba memindahkan ibukota ke Palangkaraya di Kalimantan Tengah dan Batam juga ditunjuk sebagai kawasan perekonomian eksklusif di negeri ini. sayangnya, proyek ini bernasib sama dengan proyek besar di negeri ini lainnya seperti pembuatan monorel di Jakarta yang tak kunjung selesai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inilah inti yang ingin saya sampaikan. bayangkan jika gagasan ini diterapkan. misalkan ibukota eksekutif kita dipindah ke Palangkaraya, ibukota bisnis tetap di jakarta, ibukota industri di Batam, dan ibukota pariwisata di Denpasar. hem tentunya  setiap pulau, setiap daerah, dan setiap tempat di negeri ini akan mendapatkan kesempatan untuk mengembangkan diri. atau paling tidak pembangunan kita tidak terpusat lagi di satu tempat seperti sekarang  ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://abeonaforum.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/indonesia_overview_map.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 493px; height: 550px;" src="http://abeonaforum.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/indonesia_overview_map.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Indonesia dan  Ibukota-ibukota Provinsinya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang gagasan ini hampir mustahil diterapkan. pembangunan di banyak tempat tidak memungkinkan karena dana negara kita yang 'kecil'. pembangunan kota tentunya membutuhkan dana tidak kecil. belum lagi bentuk negara kita berbeda dengan Afrika Selatan yang negaranya berupa daratan, negara kita  berbentuk kepulauan sehingga membuat jaringan transportasi efektif antarkota juga suatu tantangan yang besar. tetapi di mata saya, membangun terus-menerus ibukota negara ini tentu juga tidak adil dan sangat beresiko. jakarta saat ini sudah hampir sejajar dengan lautan. di beberapa tempat bahkan lebih rendah dari laut. dengan pemanasan global yang mengakibatkan naiknya air laut, bukan tidak mungkin pada suatu saat kota ini hilang terendam laut. pemerintah, jika memiliki keinginan keras, bisa memulai sekarang untuk membuat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plan B&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dan satu lagi, jika rencana ini diterapkan, saya amat sangat berharap ibukota peradilan ditempatkan di daerah negara kita yang tertinggal seperti Papua, Maluku, atau Nusa Tenggara. apalagi untuk peradilan KKN. sudah sepatutnya mereka diberi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shock teraphy&lt;/span&gt; yang hebat kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;picture source: click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://abeonaforum.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/indonesia_overview_map.gif"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.south-africa-tours-and-travel.com/images/major-cities-of-south-africa-b.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-1420558021432350794?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/1420558021432350794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=1420558021432350794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/1420558021432350794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/1420558021432350794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/06/about-south-africa-and-indonesia.html' title='about south africa and indonesia'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-1964236580349532104</id><published>2010-06-12T19:09:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T19:19:08.738+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot issues'/><title type='text'>first anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://longislandbankruptcyblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/11/first-anniversary-of-new-bankruptcy-laws-bapcpa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 505px; height: 800px;" src="http://longislandbankruptcyblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/11/first-anniversary-of-new-bankruptcy-laws-bapcpa.bmp" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I forget that the past June 8th 2010 was this blog first birthday! deeply sorry, my blog! happy birthday! wish you all the best! wish you'll have more readers! wish you have a long good life to be written and read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;picture source: click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://longislandbankruptcyblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/11/first-anniversary-of-new-bankruptcy-laws-bapcpa.bmp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-1964236580349532104?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/1964236580349532104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=1964236580349532104&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/1964236580349532104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/1964236580349532104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-anniversary.html' title='first anniversary!'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-2755995310121411629</id><published>2010-06-12T18:24:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T18:33:03.707+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><title type='text'>back to japanese team!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gw musti berterimakasih sama anonymous yang komen di post &lt;a href="http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-holiday-look.html"&gt;ini&lt;/a&gt;! karena dia, gw jadi tau kalo tim jepang memang main di world cup 2010! aduh mbak mpinaku salah info. so yes I'm going back supporting &lt;a href="http://www.fifa.com/worldcup/teams/team=43819/index.html"&gt;the japanese team&lt;/a&gt;! kenapa jepang? karena gw jatuh cinta dengan sejarah bangsa mereka yang ditampilkan beberapa penggalan nya dengan sangat baik oleh eiji yoshikawa di bukunya, musashi dan taiko! majulah penerus nobunaga, hideyoshi, dan ieyasu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iedo radityo&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/1303863925800716297-2755995310121411629?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/2755995310121411629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=2755995310121411629&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/2755995310121411629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/2755995310121411629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/06/back-on-japanese.html' title='back to japanese team!'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-9066098248720362321</id><published>2010-06-12T00:03:00.012+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T01:26:26.771+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>new holiday look</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hello again readers! I'm back with totally a new look! thanks a lot to new blogger template designer. love it very much. some of you might be asking, "why books and yellow changes the simple blue?". well, because &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2010 SUMMER IS GOING TO ROCK OUR LIFE!&lt;/span&gt; beside the gigantic universe event in south afrika (the world cup of course), this summer means many blockbuster movies, jakarta fair, jakarta great sale, summer vacation, and yes, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE BRIGHT SUNSHINE&lt;/span&gt;! and the books? thats because I fell in love with my books. thanks for them. they are making my holiday less boring. especially the two latest novels I'm reading, musashi and taiko. err, okay, I borrow musashi from mr &lt;a href="http://rvgba.blogspot.com/"&gt;ravi garibaldi akbar.&lt;/a&gt; so yeah, please don't pay a lot of your precious attention to the 'my' word hehe. anyway, lets take a fast review of them. both were written by eiji yoshikawa. both are telling about the japanese in war era. and both are so so magnificent! and I'm telling you, both is very thick and heavy! each of them consists by about 1100 pages. in fact, musashi has about 26000 pages! whew, I think the right word is omgfact. thank God the english version translator decrease the number of pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because of those books, I decided to support japan in world cup 2010! but miss elvina noviawanti told me that there's no japan team so I have to divert my support for another nation team.  I'm thinking between france and england. why? err.. because I love this two nations history! mahahahahha yes I'm so dumb about soccer and other sport. when people talking about how good the match or the player, I'm admiring other aspects like iconic stadium. oh I must tell you bird's nest in beijing are so amazing! I watched how to make it and I wow-ed until the end of the programme! hem I think I gonna check the ngc's schedule to know more about soccer city. haha feels weird I couldn't enjoy the universe's euphoria about this event. but hey, lying to yourself is a dumb thing to do, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/china/images/attachement/jpg/site1/20090130/00221917f7600aece2b241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 514px; height: 349px;" src="http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/china/images/attachement/jpg/site1/20090130/00221917f7600aece2b241.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;the 110000-tons-steel bird's nest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's all my lovely readers. gonna write to you later. I'm writing this post now, in the middle of midnight between friday and saturday, with taiko waiting to be read again and my appointment with miss putri mentari angelo at sbux skyline building tomorrow morning. so I think I gonna stop it now. bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait wait. one more sentence may I? okay? right. thank you. okay, I want to say thank you to mr &lt;a href="http://aldhinmatters.wordpress.com/"&gt;andhika aldhin adha &lt;/a&gt;for his kind words to me. that words really boost my mood to refreshing this blog's look and to write again. so thank you again aldhin! love your blog so much! keep posting mister! I'll visit it regularly as usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iedo radityo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: in the last week, I'm learning how to drive a car. it's fun, adventurous, and exciting! I  still have two last session to do next week. please pray for me so  I can do it well :D oh and I think I pick england for this world cup 2010! go england! go three lions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;picture source: click &lt;a href="http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/china/images/attachement/jpg/site1/20090130/00221917f7600aece2b241.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/1303863925800716297-9066098248720362321?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/9066098248720362321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=9066098248720362321&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/9066098248720362321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/9066098248720362321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-holiday-look.html' title='new holiday look'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-7524145001314237011</id><published>2010-05-27T21:57:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T22:02:00.136+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><title type='text'>missing people</title><content type='html'>ATTENTION! for sexy thing called &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;natasya andrea putri&lt;/span&gt;, what happen to you?! I didn't get any news about you for a month! text me A.S.A.P please! I miss you a lot, natasya! and we have things to do :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-7524145001314237011?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/7524145001314237011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=7524145001314237011&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7524145001314237011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7524145001314237011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/05/missing-people.html' title='missing people'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-3566942897609127092</id><published>2010-05-08T23:50:00.022+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T18:43:19.259+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>about my life, from one home to another home (part 1)</title><content type='html'>Kali ini, gw mau cerita-cerita dikit tentang hidup gw di rumah dan lingkungan sekitar gw sejak lahir sampe udah 17 tahun. well, here's the story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;First Neighbourhood: Jalan G No 14 Kompleks BI Pancoran, Tebet, Jakarta Selatan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw lahir waktu bokap nyokap baru setahun tinggal di rumah ini abis nikah (ya iyalah abis nikah). dan bisa dibilang &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kompleks BI juga yang bikin gw lahir.&lt;/span&gt; kenapa? karena nyokap gw dulu kagak mau nikah ama bokap kalo kerjaannya belum oke dan tempat tinggalnya belum jelas. barulah setelah bokap gw keterima di BI (Ya Allah izinkan saya menyusul bokap secepatnya. amin.), nyokap berhenti jual mahal dan mau nerima lamaran bokap. dan ternyata awal-awal mereka nikah, mereka gak langsung masuk kompleks BI. mereka sempet luntang lantung tinggal di rumah sodara mereka di jakarta sambil kerja. maklumlah hometown mereka kan medan. nyokap cerita ini sambil sedih banget mukanya jadinya ngena banget di gw hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh kembali ke rumah itu. itu rumahnya kecil. kamarnya ada 3. ya iyalah bokap gue masuk-masuk BI baru jadi staf. berhubung gw masih bayi atau batita waktu itu, gak ada kejadian yang gw inget. kecuali masa-masa dulu gw gak malu berenang pake kolam renang karet sama anak cewek tetangga. juga cerita tentang nyokap gw yang sukses membuat roda mobil ambles ke got saking susahnya ngeluarin mobil (atau mungkin karena skill nyokap gw yang parah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Second Neighbourhood: Australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iya itu australia beneran. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;benua biri-biri, kangguru, dan koala.&lt;/span&gt; jadi ceritanya sekitar tahun 1995 bokap gw dapet beasiswa dari BI buat kuliah S2 di adelaide university (satu lagi alasan yang bikin gw kepengen masuk BI). tahun 1995, bokap sendirian disana. gw ama nyokap masih di kompleks BI. itu pun gw lupa apa gw udah pindah ke jalan H no. 2 atau masih di jalan G. yang gw inget adalah ada masa dimana gw sempet ilang dari rumah. nyokap histeris kirain gw diculik. dan ternyata gw dibawa jalan-jalan ama suster gw ampe ke tebet. huff untung gw ga berakhir jadi korban trafficking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahun 1996 bulan maret, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;adek gw yang pertama lahir.&lt;/span&gt; namanya ibnoe rafeylito. kenapa ibnoe? karena artinya anak lelaki. kenapa rafeylito? karena nyokap gw kesepian hamil gak ada bokap di samping jadilah dia menghibur diri dengan telenovela. terus ada yang namanya rafael dan ganteng jadilah diubah dikit jadi rafeylito ahahahaha. ada-ada aja emang nyokap. bulan mei nya, ibnoe baru 2 bulan, akhirnya kami sekeluarga pindah ke australia nyusul bokap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di australia, kenangan yang gw inget adalah gw tinggal di adelaide, pernah ke brisbane, dan pernah ke gold coast. walaupun kata bokap nyokap kami udah ke sydney, melbourne, dan daerah lain kecuali australia barat (ibukota: perth), australia utara (ibukota: darwin), dan pulau tasmania-nya abbel tasman di selatan (ibukota: hobart). apa asiknya tinggal di luar negeri? kalo boleh narsis, secara tidak langsung tubuh anda beradaptasi dengan lingkungan sekitar. jadilah &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gw sekeluarga rada-rada mirip bule disana.&lt;/span&gt; seriusan deh. sayangnya semua ke-bule-an itu ilang pas kami balik ke jakarta. kecuali ibnu yang masih sering dikatain bule nyasar sama keluarga besar medan karena ke-bule-annya masih nyisa. mungkin karena dia bayi kali ya disana jadi perubahannya tetap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa kerjaan gw di australia? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gw playgroup loh.&lt;/span&gt; dan bener-bener playgroup lokal bukan playgroup kedutaan indonesia jadinya gw berbaur sama anak-anak bule. disitulah gw menemukan cinta pertama gw. cewek bule, pirang, cantik, sekilas mirip emma watson. disitu juga gw sempet dikira anak autis karena gw gak nangkep-nangkep bahasa inggris. anak-anak bule itu kegirangan pas ada pertunjukan boneka. lah gw kagak ngerti bahasa inggris jadi gw autis aja di belakang mainan apa aja yang bisa dimainin. jadilah gw paling suka kalo pas istirahat karena bisa main mobil-mobilan tanpa harus meratiin guru atau ngomong bahasa inggris. atau jam-jam seni yang biasanya bisa ngelukis asal kagak dimarahain. atau touring, yang gw udah lupa ngapain yang penting gw ga harus ngomong. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;saking autisnya gw, gw jadi gak suka ke playgroup.&lt;/span&gt; setiap dianterin bokap, gw pasti nangis, ngerajuk, minta mampir di resto terdekat. apapun deh pokoknya asal gak playgroup. gak heran, sampe sekarang bahasa inggris gw pas-pasan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain itu? gw ngendon di apartemen atau jalan-jalan ke tempat-tempat asik di australia. nah karena gw tinggal di apartemen, otomatis ya harus toleran sama penghuni lain. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jadilah di apartemen itu timbul berbagai macam kejadian unik tapi lucu kalo diinget-inget. &lt;/span&gt;kayak misalnya bokap nyokap ga ada tuh ceritanya marah sambil jerit-jerit jadilah hukuman gw adalah dikasih sambel di lidah jadi gw cuma bisa nangis sesunggukan kepedesan tapi gak berani nelen itu sambel (agak-agak sadis juga ortu gw ternyata kalo diinget). atau cerita gimana gw hampir bikin kebakaran gara-gara gw main kembang api di rumah soalnya ujan jadinya gw main di dalem rumah terus kembang apinya jatoh ke lantai, yang notabene karpet semua. atau gimana nyokap gw gigih banget bikin kue buat hari-hari besar gara-gara apa-apa mahal disana. eh jadinya malah peluang bisnis. kue nyokap gw laris manis dibeli penghuni apartemen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain itu, gw juga ke tempat-tempat yang keren dan masih gw inget. kayak waktu itu gw sering pergi ke museum yang deket rumah, yang dalam ingatan gw ada kerangka dinosaurus gede dipajang. atau setiap jumat dan lebaran pergi ke mesjid terbesar (dan kemungkinan satu-satunya) di adelaide buat solat jumat sama solat ied. atau gimana have fun nya gw menghabiskan hari di dreamworld (semacam dufannya australia. di daerah queensland kalo ga salah). atau kunjungan gw ke kebun binatang, ngeliatin koala sama kangguru yang lucu banget. atau wisata gue ke salah satu rawa-rawa yang cantik abis pemandangannya. atau kejadian pas ujan es dimana ada nenek-nenek baik hati bungkukin badan, ngambil pecahan es yang bentuknya indah, dan ngasih ke gw dengan senyum bijak. yang paling berkesan? gw pernah hampir mati gara-gara tenggelem waktu gw stay di salah satu hotel di gold coast. gak heran, baru pas akhir SD gw bisa berenang. aaaaah &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gw kangen ostrali banget&lt;/span&gt; nih jadinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh here are some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/S-aSRttuxcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/FWLJp9Apg8Q/s1600/19274_1231027302304_1427781295_30591464_5824368_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/S-aSRttuxcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/FWLJp9Apg8Q/s200/19274_1231027302304_1427781295_30591464_5824368_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469219630514881986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/S-aSF4YavRI/AAAAAAAAAEU/kNNVOs7qKuY/s1600/12425_1240652742934_1427781295_30610874_539192_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/S-aSF4YavRI/AAAAAAAAAEU/kNNVOs7qKuY/s200/12425_1240652742934_1427781295_30610874_539192_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469219427219848466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/S-aR9YcGQII/AAAAAAAAAEM/B9JtgVqHWTE/s1600/24830_1258833557443_1427781295_30650050_8092412_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/S-aR9YcGQII/AAAAAAAAAEM/B9JtgVqHWTE/s200/24830_1258833557443_1427781295_30650050_8092412_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469219281206395010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/S-aSNNKQ3QI/AAAAAAAAAEc/SbLj44zLyjc/s1600/12425_1240655142994_1427781295_30610883_6958271_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/S-aSNNKQ3QI/AAAAAAAAAEc/SbLj44zLyjc/s200/12425_1240655142994_1427781295_30610883_6958271_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469219553056709890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Third Neighbourhood: Rumah No 6, Kompleks BI Kemanggisan, Kemanggisan, Jakarta Barat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah balik dari australia, mulailah kehidupan kami kembali luntang lantung lagi. numpang sementara di rumah sodara lagi sampe dapet rumah dinas. akhirnya kami dapet rumah dinas. tapi di kemanggisan deket slipi plaza. bukan di pancoran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah rumah ini punya cerita unik sendiri. di rumah ini lah untuk pertama kalinya nyobain sambel dengan nikmat bukan karena keterpaksaan. dan di rumah ini gw totally nganggur walaupun cuma sebentar. udah ga punya temen, daerahnya asing, gew ga pernah keluar rumah pula. ibaratnya &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kalo nyokap gw gondok setengah mati terus ngebunuh gw dan gw dikubur disitu juga kagak bakalan ada yang tau&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. enaknya, slipi plaza itu beneran deket banget. istilah selemparan batu itu kayak beneran bukan sekedar ungkapan. jadilah gw sekeluarga sering banget melancong kesana. pernah juga gw diajak tetangga kesana, menikmati es teler untuk pertama kalinya, dan pulang ke rumah digendong tetangga karena beneran teler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang hebatnya lagi, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rumah ini mistik loh.&lt;/span&gt; lantainya masih dari ubin item, bertingkat dua, dan ada pohon gede di halaman. plus, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ada penunggunya! &lt;/span&gt;jadi penghuni sebelumnya pernah pesen gitu ke keluarga kami kalo ada kursi tertentu yang ga boleh didudukin, dipindahin, atau diapa-apain. intinya ya biarin aja disitu meskipun horor. dan apa kata penghuni sebelumnya itu beneran loh. karena kami diemin aja itu kursinya, ya gw gak mengalami kejadian mistis macam penampakan atau apa. meskipun itu kursi adanya di kamar gw. gatau deh apakah bokap nyokap dan ibnu ngeliat tapi kayaknya mereka gak pernah bilang kalo pernah liat yang aneh-aneh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai akhirnya kedamaian antara dunia kami dan dunia si penunggu itu goyah. jadi ceritanya, pada suatu hari, nyokap bikin acara keluarga di rumah itu. terus ada sepupu gw yang masih 2-3 tahun. nah gatau gimana ceritanya, didudukin lah itu sepupu gw di kursi mistik itu. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;langsung  sepupu gw kaku seketika, matanya jadi putih semua, dan kayak pingsan kesurupan gitu.&lt;/span&gt; wah gila itu langsung gempar serumah gw. bokap, nyokap, ibu dari sepupu gw itu, dan sepupu gw langsung ke UGD rumah sakit terdekat. sampe sana, dokter yang nanganin angkat tangan. katanya gak ada masalah kok secara jasmaniah. abis itu, setelah dibacain ayat kursi dan doa sapu jagad ama bokap nyokap, sepupu gw langsung normal lagi dan langsung nangis. hii ternyata beneran ada penunggunya! setelah itu? tetep aja gak ada yang aneh kok sama keluarga gw. hidup berjalan tanpa gangguan penunggu itu. gw malah lebih sering bangun malem-malem waktu itu gara-gara berisisk soalnya truk-truk lewat pas malem-malem. gara-garanya ya karena rumah itu langsung ngadep jalan raya gatot subroto (atau s. parman ya? pokoknya yang ada tol dalam kota deh). mungkin karena gak kami gangguin, penunggunya anteng kali ya. alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued..)&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/1303863925800716297-3566942897609127092?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/3566942897609127092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=3566942897609127092&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/3566942897609127092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/3566942897609127092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/05/about-my-life-from-one-home-to-another.html' title='about my life, from one home to another home (part 1)'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/S-aSRttuxcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/FWLJp9Apg8Q/s72-c/19274_1231027302304_1427781295_30591464_5824368_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-5897997351555516298</id><published>2010-05-02T10:54:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T11:22:59.250+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><title type='text'>totally free!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pengumuman tanggal 26 april kemaren adalah salah satu puncak kehidupan yang sangat menentukan setelah pengumuman ppkb 15 januari dan minggu-minggu ujian akhir. alhamdulillah lulus! dengan NEM 52! huhu agak-agak sedih juga sih gak 3 besar angkatan NEM-nya tapi tetep dong harus disyukuri karena udah lulus dan nilainya juga sesuai dengan target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah pengumuman yang bikin deg-degan setengah mati tanggal 26-nya maka, agenda besar gue berikutnya adalah wisuda kelulusan yang dilaksanakan hari sabtu kemaren tanggal 1 mei. rasanya gembira campur sedih juga sih. akhirnya lulus SMA. akhirnya selesai juga wajib belajar 12 tahun. akhirnya bisa banggain orangtua. tapi sedih juga karena bakalan pisah sama temen-temen tercinta dan juga berakhir pula masa-masa ketergantungan akut sama guru-guru dan orangtua karena pendidikan di universitas tentunya menuntut tanggung jawab dan kemandirian penuh kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah wisuda kemaren, gw bener-bener merasa bebas sudah. usai segalanya. paling gak sampe juni nanti gue gak bakalan megang buku lagi. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M FREE! LIKE A BIRD FLYING IN SHINY SKY!&lt;/span&gt; agenda besar gue setelah wisuda ini bener-bener non formal dan mengasyikkan semua. dinner sama my 20 bestfriends besok hari senin tanggal 3 mei di PI. ke malaysia sama keluarga 13 mei sampe 16 mei. terus ke puncak sama distorsi 31 mei sampe 2 juni. ah gila bener-bener happy gw sekarang. dan sekarang tugas gue tinggal ngerapiin berkas buat daftar ulang ppkb UI 17 juni nanti. what a joyful holiday I'll have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iedo&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/1303863925800716297-5897997351555516298?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/5897997351555516298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=5897997351555516298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5897997351555516298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5897997351555516298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/05/totally-free.html' title='totally free!'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-7763265321986803473</id><published>2010-04-27T23:59:00.020+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T02:21:03.746+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people around me'/><title type='text'>life charger, changer, and chatter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After &lt;a href="http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-balancer.html"&gt;my religion teacher's story&lt;/a&gt;, poems for &lt;a href="http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2009/06/girl-across-field.html"&gt;dindut&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2009/06/perfect-partner.html"&gt;bajay&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2009/08/mmbd.html"&gt;friendship poem  for mpi muthe bajay dindut&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/04/top-8-ladies-in-my-life-of-2009-2010.html"&gt;my dedicated-for-8-ladies post,&lt;/a&gt; well now my spotlight goes to PUTRI MENTARI ANGELO! let's see her closely (&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WARNING: SHE'S BITING&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PUTRI MENTARI ANGELO a.k.a PUMEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;born: august 8th 1992&lt;br /&gt;sex: female&lt;br /&gt;genre: horror, thriller&lt;br /&gt;status: dating jimmy choo's shoes. not men.&lt;br /&gt;religion: moslem. truly moslem in SMA hahaha&lt;br /&gt;heart: made from stone&lt;br /&gt;characterictic: independent, clever, bold, fashion-addict, laugher, weirdo, awful, powerful&lt;br /&gt;physical condition: average tall, a little overweight body, dark-tanned skin, damaged ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumen is my bestfriend for 2009-2010 period. only 2009-2010? I hope not. but she'll soon continue her study at UGM in jogjakarta. while I'll go to UI in depok. we promise to stay in contact. she'll frequently come back to this capital city, she said. and I promised to visit her if I'll have time, energy, and money. but &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we never know about our future&lt;/span&gt; eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was met her in other school seminar last year. we're both our school representatives. but we didn't know each other before because we're in different classes although in same school (SMAN 68 Jakarta). I, which was really have a big stomach, had eaten all my seminar snacks before the seminar began. pumen, which was really a nice-not-killing-people girl, gave me some of her foods. that's our first meeting. since then, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;our friendship began.&lt;/span&gt; from one seminar to another seminar we met. and of course for school competitions such as OSN (Olimpiade Sains Nadional).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In senior grade, 2009-2010, we're classmate! but still, I didn't get feeling that she'll be my bestfriend. my first impress, for true, wasn't good. why? well she was blabbering about her imaginary wedding repeated 20 times when her mouth was only 10 cm for my ears. so yeah. IT WAS A REALLY REALLY DISTURBING ACTION! I became deaf for one day I remember. after that nothing happened. she's playing with girls in one side of class while I was busy healing my disappointment about separation from distorsi in the other side of class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well so why I could get close to her? nah, there was one day when intan soraya moves from her chair beside nurana sekar lestari, which their seats near me. and voila, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pumen filled that blank!&lt;/span&gt; soon after her movement, she became angie and acil's center of attention. they insult her really badly. me? still didn't join of course. how could I say something worse to people I don't know well? so I kept my mouth shut until there's a time acil called her, "MENCRET". ah better not translate it. that one word really really got my attention. and since then, I took my part to start teasing her hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, many things really came. that 'mencret' word soon spreading and growing. 'dulcolax', 'herbalax', 'fetish', 'maniak', 'ga nyantai' known became the other effective words to made her angry and threw some chairs or broke some bones mahahahaha. in this semester, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she's really changed me.&lt;/span&gt; she said I'm too sensitive well now I'm fixing it. she said I'm taking too seriously what people said and think now I'm trying to please myself first. I loved somebody she gave her opinions. I want to do something she made the 'do(s) and don't(s)' list. I'm sad she amused me. I'm happy she made me become more happy. for short, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she's the one who know me deeper and better.&lt;/span&gt; in 2009, I can't remember what was happened that make us getting closer except the chatting moments above, breaking fast together in september, bazkom in october, and baduy trip in november. ah both of us really forget other moments. last things in 2009, I remember that for the first time I depend on someone to do the group task. and pumen was the people whom I could rely on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's happened on last week of 2009. we've given so many tasks to do about baduy trip. in the beginning of our trip, my group had shared these tasks. I got the history and general task. well I had finished that soon after we back from baduy in early november. pumen was pointed to do the sociology task, which we should make report about our trip. I, got scared the task won't finished in time and because I usually covered all the group task in the end, called pumen to discuss this thing. I was afraid that she couldn't do the task all by herself so I offered my help. ah that's my excuse. the true reason was I didn't believe her. well experience teach me that many people can't be trust for doing group task and in the end, they disappointed me and make me to did that all by myself. so, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sorry, men I couldn't believe you at first.&lt;/span&gt; so we met at sbux skyline building. that was our first sbux meeting at skyline building. our final discussion was that she gave me some parts to do and she did the rest. so I did my parts, gave it to her, and went to Thailand, spent my happy holiday there in January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she didn't disappoint me!&lt;/span&gt; I came back from Thailand, several days after first day of sixth semester (my father picked wrong date for holiday trip hahaha), and voila she finished the tasks and had gave it to mrs. marlina. that was, for the first time, I can ensure myself that I don't have to do all the group task alone. since that moment, I always picked pumen as my group partner and she always did her best to do her parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friendship isn't just like a straight line. it's curving.&lt;/span&gt; sometimes I love her so much, sometimes we have a fight. we do a lot of fights. about clothes, peoples, school things, even about  could a man can born a baby! yeah our friendship is swinging like mood but our bond are strong as rock. so far, we could find what is our problem, discuss it, and fix our friendship. or we do segregation. we both avoid each other and bum we (or I for sure) miss her badly and need her beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In februari 2010, I've already got university! I got akun FEUI alhamdulillah. so yeah my only focus was to UN and, for true, I had many spare time. someday, pumen asked me to teach her every saturday morning at sbux skyline building, our favorite meeting venue. when she said that my venti caramel frappucino extra caramel is on her, I answered yes without doubt hahaha. since then, I spent my saturday morning taught this lady, which was really bad at math. beside studying, we shared so many things. people around us, disappointment, achievement, happiness , sadness, hot issues, past moments, present conditions, and future hopes &amp;amp; predictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say thank you for facebook, twitter, and msn. these things made me and pumen can contact each other often. we're talking, speaking, mocking, teasing, chatting, gossiping, flirting (just for laugh, no more). now, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;both of us know that we'll separate.&lt;/span&gt; she will meet nyi roro kidul in jogjakarta to think some new horror strategies while I will still enjoy seeing skyscrapers building here. in this last moments, I really want to intense our relationship. I already accept that she'll go but yes I still wishing that she'll stay here. God have plans and I believe God make the best. so if we'll separate, men, always believe that I'll miss you here. I'll missing our moments. sipping coffees, studying maths, gaga-yonce parades, intense teasing, watching movies, talking  about a lot things, midnight chatting, and sharing problems. keep the promise that we'll see each other, men. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gaga will miss you, yonce.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iedo&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/1303863925800716297-7763265321986803473?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/7763265321986803473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=7763265321986803473&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7763265321986803473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7763265321986803473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-charger-changer-and-chatter.html' title='life charger, changer, and chatter'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-814623362331302989</id><published>2010-04-26T00:47:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T00:54:24.453+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>ALHAMDULILLAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alhamdulillah Ya Allah hamba-Mu yang bernama iedo radityo ini lulus! dengan nilai sesuai target! terima kasih ya Allah! makasih juga buat readers yang sempet sumbang doa! seneng banget gak bohong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat anak SMA angkatan 2010 yang lulus, especially GNS, congrats ya! kita akan meninggalkan status siswa menjadi mahasiswa! buat yang belum lulus, tetap semangat! masih ada UN ulangan! Allah selalu memberi yang terbaik untuk umat-Nya! sekali lagi, Alhamdulillah! Segala puji hanyalah untuk-Mu Ya Allah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iedo, alhamdulillah lulus SMA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-814623362331302989?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/814623362331302989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=814623362331302989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/814623362331302989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/814623362331302989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/04/alhamdulillah.html' title='ALHAMDULILLAH'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-5916383465919329556</id><published>2010-04-25T22:41:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T23:07:47.540+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>countdown for my graduation decision</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;oke jadi menurut jam di HP gw, pengumuman bakalan terjadi dalam waktu 1 jam 7 menit lagi. ih gila banget deh yang namanya deg-degan, deg-degan to the max. terakhir deg-degan seheboh ini pas 15 januari mau pengumuman PPKB UI. which is plis ya GW KETIDURAN YA ALLAH! jadi ceritanya gw disuruh minggir sama nyokap soalnya dia mau ngenet. toh gw pengumuman masih jam 00.00 tanggal 16 januari. jadilah gw naik ke atas. nonton moulin rouge. sumpah itu gw jadi beneran lupa. thanks berat buat baz luhrmann, nicole kidman, sama ewan mcgregor yang bener-bener bikin distracted. bener-bener abis nonton itu langsung blek ketiduran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jam 4 pagi baru gw kebangun ga ngeh. lah kok hape gw berisik sih sapa coba yang sms subuh-subuh kayak gini. ternyata si muthe. dan dia bilang GUE DAPET PPKB AKUN FEUI! wah gila gw langsung heboh belingsatan bangun nyalain laptop. pas pula bokap nyokap bangun, jadi pas laman pengumuman kebuka terjadilah ledakan gunung krakatau 2 di rumah gw. gw heboh jumpalitan, nyokap nyaris nangis, bokap khusyu' nontonin siaran dakwah subuh (iye emang kagak nyambung).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu adalah salah satu saat-saat terbahagia dalam hidup gw. dapet PPKB UI itu impian gw dari SD. dulu rasanya ngiri banget denger bokap cerita kalo dia ranking 1 mulu sampe SMA (yang menurut nyokap gw diragukan kebenarannya) terus dia dapet PMDK IPB (nah ini baru beneran). rasanya gimana gitu impian gw yang satu ini tercapai. belum lagi sms dari sobat tercinta seperti muthe dan mpi yang bikin tambah sumringah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semoga Allah Yang Maha Kuasa mau sekali lagi ngasih gw keajaiban malem ini. semoga gw lulus. bukan sekedar lulus, tapi bener-bener memuaskan. juga semoga angkatan 2010 se-Indonesia lulus. walaupun itu ga mungkin karena tadi gw baca kompas dan yang ga lulus se-Indonesia mencapai seratus ribu siswa! uh bikin miris sambil harap-harap cemas semoga bukan termasuk yang seratus ribu itu. walaunpun begitu, gw yakin Allah punya jalan yang terbaik. dan tahun ini ada UN ulangan! jadi misalkan gw gak tembus UN yang ini (naudzubillahiminzalik), gw masih bisa ikut ulangannya. tapi ya berharap tetep buat yang terbaik lah supaya cuma perlu UN sekali aja dan nilainya memuaskan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay clock is stay tick-tock-ing. 44 menit lagi menuju 00.00. doakan saya dapet yang terbaik ya readers! it's for my future! I will post you after 00.00! hope it'll be an happy, cheerful, glad post. see ya soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iedo, deg-degan parah&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/1303863925800716297-5916383465919329556?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/5916383465919329556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=5916383465919329556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5916383465919329556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5916383465919329556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/04/countdown-for-my-graduation-decision.html' title='countdown for my graduation decision'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-865635936396390768</id><published>2010-04-21T01:30:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T02:19:13.868+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people around me'/><title type='text'>Top 8 ladies in my life of 2009-2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2009-2010 adalah senior grade gw. kelas 3 men. paling sibuk, paling bikin pusing, paling udah kepikiran kuliah dimana. pastinya tahun ini berat banget and I want to say thx for this 8 ladies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Putri Mentari Angelo a.k.a Pumen&lt;br /&gt;bestfriend-an gara-gara sering ikut seminar bareng eh kelas 3 sekelas makin deket jadinya. marah dipanggil latifah (dari queen latifah) tapi girang dipanggil yonce (dari beyonce). gemuk, besar, item, jadinya sepintas mirip genderuwo betina. untung jago banget dandanin dirinya. murid gw tercinta yang minta diajarin buat tes masuk PTN di starbucks tiap 2 minggu sekali (alhamdulillah udah berbuah UGM). amat sangat responsif kalo dikatain mencret, herbalax, maniak, fetish sama anak-anak sekelas. orangnya mandiri, ga teliti, rebek, horor, kasar, jutek, ga nyantai, gagah perkasa. paling ogah direndahin sama cowok. pantang kawin kalo derajat cowok masih di bawah dia. diketahui lebih memilih sepasang sepatu jimmy choo buat nemenin prom daripada cowok. pantatnya hancur berantakan gara-gara jatoh pas taekwondo-taekwondoan waktu kelas 2. asik banget ngomongin yang kotor-kotor sama dia (mulai dari gosip sampe hal-hal yang tabu dibicarakan). pemberi saran paling efektif pas lagi down, lagi depresi, lagi butuh fashion police.&lt;br /&gt;kabar terakhir: lagi di Jogja ngurus UGM. tapi gw ga rela maunya dia di UI bareng gueeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Natasya Andrea Putri a.k.a Nata&lt;br /&gt;Temen lama dari jaman gue masih lugu sejak kelas 1 SMP. cantik, rambut panjang, putih, tapi alergi angin dkk. konon, masa lalunya gaul dan berandal abis kerjaannya wara wiri tiap malem. sekarang katanya tobat udah bosen gitu-gituan. paling ga peduli omongan orang. suka tiba-tiba kambuh ngomong lebay kalo lagi jalan bareng. kalo gosip bareng eneng ini, jam-jam berlalu bagaikan terbang pakai roket. orangnya paling bisa diajak kompromi soal duit kalo lagi jalan bareng.&lt;br /&gt;kabar terakhir: udah keterima di London School of Public Relation. lagi menghabiskan liburan dengan lari pagi tiap jam 6 buat mengobservasi sisa-sisa WTS yang belum selese kerja di taman deket rumah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Irmadian Anggraini a.k.a Angie&lt;br /&gt;Dikenal sebagai wanita paling tua di kelas dan angkatan. gosipnya malah ini udah kehidupan dia kesembilan bentar lagi mencapai moksa. jadi dia paling pengalaman soal idup. dari perang cina, perang boer di afrika, perang kemerdekaan dia udah saksiin di kehidupan sebelumnya. pendek, kerudungan, tapi muka boros. sering disalahpanggilkan menjadi 'angie-ing'. paling susah diakses soalnya ga aktif di dunia maya. temen berbagi duka soal gimana caranya nagihin utang anak-anak karena sama-sama bendahara di kelas. beda dengan gw yang ngamuk kalo orang telat bayar, dia tabah aja dilecehin anak-anak pas mintain duit. diketahui punya rumah mewah 12 M, 2 alphard, laptop vaio terbaru hasil nilep uang bendahara dari kelas 1 SD.&lt;br /&gt;kabar terakhir: lagi sibuk mendaraskan doa sapu jagad biar keterima kuliah di bandung. UNPAD kalo ga salah. tapi tetep gw ga rela pokoknya dia mesti ama gw di UI! oh ya juga berdoa semoga  dirinya mencapai moksa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Andini Ramadhanti Putri a.k.a Dindut&lt;br /&gt;Orang paling ampun-ampunan dalam sejarah kehidupan gw. paling suka ngaku cantik, grapak abis, gaul abis, paling tabah kalo diajarin asal-asalan sama gw. kenal dari kelas 3 SMP. terus jadi sobat baik banget pas kelas 2 SMA. hobi banget ngerusuh deh pokoknya. paling hobi bikin forum ngomongin orang. kalo SMSan sama dia tak cukup 5 sms. telponan dengannya tak cukup 1 menit 2 menit. paling adaptif diapain aja mau. memendam rasa yang amat kuat terhadap hewan-hewanan terutama jenis herbivora bertanduk dan aves berwarna merah jambu.&lt;br /&gt;kabar terakhir: lagi mau tobat biar keterima UI. yo wes nak kudoakan kau bersamaku  lagi di UI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Lucky Indah Novindra Putri a.k.a Lucky&lt;br /&gt;Wanita paling perkasa sekelas. kalo pake pakaian cewek langsung gatel gitu katanya. anti banget sama benda kecewek-cewekan macam kosmetik, perhiasan, dkk. hobinya yang perkasa-perkasa mulai dari futsal, jalan cepet, sampe ngancurin meja (boong deng). suka banget berantem sama orang-orang soalnya mukanya gampang jutek. asik banget kalo dijadiin temen nonton soalnya kalo dadakan bisa. intinya, dia spontan abis orangnya.&lt;br /&gt;kabar terakhir: gagal nembus UGM. jadi sekarang sangat berharap di UI. kuberikan restuku nak semoga di UI ya jadi kita rame-rame disana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Devina Kara Parinding a.k.a Devina&lt;br /&gt;Awalnya parno abis ngeliat ini orang soalnya foto premier yang saya liat mukanya jutek horor to the max. kenal karena nonton bareng. ternyata orangnya emang cablak, ngomong kagak diayak. hobi telat, males ngerjain tugas, tapi kewl abis kalo joged. rambutnya panjang bagaikan bintang iklan emeron. hometown nya toraja dan suka mondar mandir ke sana. baik banget sama gw, kirain gw bakalan dimakan hehe. oh ya kami berdua adalah pejabat di masa depan. gw sebagai gubernur BI tahun 2040 dan devina sebagai menteri kelautan dan perikanan periode 2040-2044. jadi plis buat presiden periode itu dan para saingan kami yang ngincer posisi itu, the seats have been taken hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;kabar terakhir: lagi holiday trip di Balikpapan 2 minggu sendirian. aaaaaah jadi pengen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Labibah Zai a.k.a Bajay&lt;br /&gt;Cewek kerundungan paling ancur dalam idup gw. keluarganya kuat banget agamanya tapi dia sendiri menjelma jadi tambang gosip yang tiada habis juga pemilik rumah bordil imajiner waktu di kelas 2. gampang banget merintih kalo lengannya dicubitin. orang paling pemaaf dan pengertian tahun ini buat gw.&lt;br /&gt;kabar terakhir: between UI, college in abroad, and marriage with pengusaha batak. plis jay semoga lo UI ato ke luar negeri gw belum siap ke kawinan lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Elvina Noviawanti a.k.a Mpi&lt;br /&gt;Dulunya gendut jadi suka dimainin gelambir di tangannya gitu. sekarang lumayanlah kempesan dikit. main basket, moody-an, kadang girang kadang berang, pinter sih sebenernya tapi suka males belajar. paling seneng kalo dicengin apalagi soal berondong berondong koleksi dia, mulai dari yang rambutnya pake lem UHU sampe yang direbutin sampe ampir berantem sama mbak dindut waktu jaman jahiliyah pas kelas 2 dulu.&lt;br /&gt;kabar terakhir: akan menjalani tes UNPAD dalam waktu depan. buang-buang duit sebenernya karena dia bakalan masuk UI ini hahaha amin ya mpi amiiiiiin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's all. gonna miss all these ladies :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iedo&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/1303863925800716297-865635936396390768?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/865635936396390768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=865635936396390768&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/865635936396390768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/865635936396390768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/04/top-8-ladies-in-my-life-of-2009-2010.html' title='Top 8 ladies in my life of 2009-2010'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-5103140003170066197</id><published>2010-04-14T19:38:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T10:18:45.227+07:00</updated><title type='text'>singapore-jakarta, march 28th 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pertama, selamat ya buat yang keterima ITB! rasanya ikutan seneng ngeliat temen-temen dapet jurusan yang diinginkan. nah sebelum cerita tentang dunia kahyangan milik Indonesia yang sangat menawan alias Bali, mari kita habiskan dulu cerita tentang singapore, negeri imut tapi kaya yang selemparan batu dari Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari itu, nyokap gw ulang tahun! selamat ulang tahun mama yang ke-48 tahun! semoga panjang umur, murah rezeki, murah rezeki ke anaknya. makin cantik, langgeng sama papa, makin sabar ngurusin anaknya, makin turun addict ngenetnya hehe. setelah pagi yang heboh dengan ucapan selamat ke nyokap, langsung mulai deh packing buat pulang karena malemnya langsung pulang abis dari universal studios. jadi rencana hari itu adalah packing - titip koper di front desk hotel - have fun di universal studios - ambil koper di hotel - changi airport - soekarno-hatta airport - finally, home sweet home. seperti biasanya, packing memakan waktu berjam-jam buat mikirin  gimana caranya biar koper gak meledug diisi banyak barang (padahal udah beli 2 koper tambahan). jam 9 sing time, akhirnya koper beres, dititipin, menuju MRT, and then, here we come universal studios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rwsentosa.com/language/en-US/Attractions/UniversalStudiosSingapore"&gt;universal studios&lt;/a&gt; adalah taman hiburan yang dikasih tema universal studios yang berarti ada unsur film-film produksi universal studios. bener aja, sampe sana langsung wah wah ngeliatin dekor yang abis-abisan. sesuai arah jarum jam, temanya dibagi jadi hollywood, madagascar, far far away, the lost world, ancient egypt, sci-fi city, sama new york. HTM nya buat anak-anak 52 SGD (kalo dikursin pas gw kesana dimana 1 SGD = 6.5oo IDR, berarti sekitar 338.000 IDR), dewasa  72 SGD (468.000 IDR). kalo ditotal kami berenam jadi 2.548.000 IDR. haa lebih mahal dari tiket pesawat PP yang harganya 2.034.000 IDR berenam. tapi gak nyesel lo karena disana emang keren banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pertama, hollywood. disini seinget gw ga ada atraksi. jadi nyokap gw seperti biasa hanya foto-foto. abis itu, kita ke madagascar. yah atraksinya yang buka cuma semacam kuda pusing. skip ajalah. nah far far away nya shrek seru nih. mereka ada 4D theater kayak di gelanggang samudera. tapi ceritanya spin-off pendek dari shrek gitu. keren abis. setelah itu, kami makan dulu di restoran terdekat karena belum sempet sarapan. restorannya sejenis KFC yang jualan ayam goreng tapi temen ayamnya mashed potato, jagung, sama roti. hebatnya nih, restonya juga sampe didekor ada unsur shreknya gitu. niat banget emang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selesai dari far far away, kami ke the lost world-nya jurassic park. kami berempat yang berjiwa muda (gw beserta adek-adek) pingin main canopy flyer. tapi bonyok mukanya langung horor gara-gara mirip roller coster padahal jauh abis. jadilah kami berpisah. kami berempat main canopy flyer, mereka berdua jalan entah kemana. abis canopy flyer, kami ke ancient egypt karena mainan di jurassic park tinggal yang basah-basah, harus bayar tambahan, sama buat anak-anak. atraksi di ancient egypt yang paling asik ternyata indoor roller coster pake tema mummy gitu. mulai muncul masalah. pertama, si idham yang paling kecil nyampe ga batas tingginya. huff untung nyampe. yang kedua, kalo mau main ini semua barang harus dititipin. tanya ke petugasnya (yang ramah banget) ternyata ada locker gratis. jadi kami ke locker, masukin barang, dan menjajal roller coster mummy ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ternyata untuk menuju atraksinya harus ngelewatin labirin yang panjang dan rumit. maksudnya ya buat mengantisipasi antrean panjang. beruntungnya kami, kami dateng pas soft opening jadi masih sepi. jadinya malah horor ngelewatin labirin yang sepi, gelap, dingin, sama ada unsur mummy-nya. selese ngantre (yang cuma 5 menit ga boong), giliran kami deh. waaah gila itu asik abis. jadi indoor nya itu dingin gelap dekornya horor kayak film mummy. roller costernya juga unik. tiba-tiba maju, eh berhenti, eh mundur ke belakang, eh diputer. keren deh. ga enaknya? cuma sebentaaaar. padahal asik abis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selese ancient egypt, kami ke sci-fi city. huhu sedihnya battlestar galactica yang justru paling terkenal ga main. padahal udah kebayang asiknya. jadilah kami main semacam poci-poci yang ternyata lebih bikin puyeng poci-pocinya dufan. abis sci-fi city, giliran new york. di new york, kita ngeliat studio special effect yang di-host-in langsung sama steven spielberg via video. itu tuh yang buat bikin efek-efek film heboh. kesan setelah melihat adalah 'ya ampun ribetnya ternyata bikin film ckckck. hebat deh pekerja film. salut salut'. sehabis itu ... ternyata ... new york mempertemukan kami dengan orang tua kami yang terpisah saat kami bayi. kami berpelukan, menangis, melepas rindu yang tiada terbendung *sinetron mode: on abis*. jadi akhirnya gw ketemu bonyok gw. mereka katanya nonton semacam show gitu. jadi kita reunian bentar. pisah lagi. terus kami berempat. muterin sekali lagi deh. balik ke madagascar lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madagascar ga ada apa-apaan jadi kami ke far far away. akhirnya kita milih roller coster nya far far away yang outdoor. pas putara pertama tadi kami skip karena ngantrinya panjang. seru juga ternyata tapi keliatan banget didesain buat anak-anak kaki gw mentok kejepit pengamannya. abis roller coster itu, eh ketemu bonyok lagi. akhirnya kami full team ke waterworld di jurassic park, semacam show yang ceritanya spin-off pendek dari film waterworld. abis itu, karena udah jam 3 dan bentar lagi harus balik ke hotel, akhirnya kami ngantre arung jeram-nya jurassic park. itulah antrean paling panjang selama kami main. udah heboh kan nih debat gara-gara lupa beli jas hujan sekali pake dan takut basah kuyup gak bawa baju, eh tiba-tiba atraksi rusak. haaaaaaa antiklimaks abis! mana ngantre udah sampe deretan depan. ternyata emang Allah tidak menghendaki kami berbasah-basah ria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bete setelah dari the lost world, kami ke ancient egypt. kali ini bokap pingin menjajal roller coster mummy. kami, anak-anaknya, menemani dengan senang hati. iqbal sama nyokap manyun disuruh jaga tas. dan ternyata bokap parno abis. teriak-teriak mulu ckckck. selese dari situ, kami ke toko souvenirnya nukerin voucher yang sayang kalo gak kepake. jadilah dapet mug, gelas pajangan, sama postcard. keluar-keluar dari toko souvenir lah mana nih nyokap sama iqbal. ya ampun kami terpisah lagi setelah bertemu. ditelponin gabisa jadilah kami akhinya menuju hollywood, area yang paling deket entrance. disana nyokap udah asik duduk sambil ngenet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sepanjang sisa satu jam, kami cuma duduk-duduk di hollywood. beli es krim, ngabisin minum terus refill lagi pake air keran yang bisa diminum lagi hahaha. nyokap bokap belanja di toko souvenir. alesannya sih ngabisin voucher yang masih sisa tapi kabar terakhir sih kartu pun akhirnya digesek juga. selese bersantai, akhirnya kami keluar, menyongsong matahari terbenam sambil bergandengan tangan. tak lupa complain sama mbak petugasnya kenapa ga ada mesjid di theme park seluas ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selese dari sana, kami balik ke hotel lagi. ambil koper. terus bongkar muat dikit. dan akhirnya menuju changi. dan ternyata lagi-lagi kemepetan terjadi. nyokap gw yang mengira proses check-in masih lama sempet-sempetnya ngopi di luar ruang tunggu. jadilah pas selese check-in bokap ngamuk ngamuk suruh ngabisin kopi cepet-cepet. terus kita lari-lari menuju ruang tunggu nun jauh disana entah dimana. baru aja nyampe, nyokap langsung on lagi ngeliat internet stop gratis. gila padahal kurang dari 3 menit lagi boarding. bener aje. pas disuruh boarding, nyokap kalang kabut heboh minta ditungguin buat nutup akun FBnya. kami berlima, antara capek dan bosan dengan keadaan ini, ngeloyor aja ke pesawat tanpa belas kasihan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menjejakkan kaki di terminal 2 bandara soekarno-hatta, semuanya udah ngantuk, capek, gak ngeh sama keadaan. apalagi mengingat kesibukan esok hari yang bakalan heboh, terutama si Ibnoe yang bakalan UAN. so for conclusion, this is my shortest holiday trip, the exhausting and stressful one, but also special, entertaining and of course, refreshing! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iedo&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/1303863925800716297-5103140003170066197?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-4361143989006393653</id><published>2010-04-12T18:37:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T18:50:19.191+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><title type='text'>the last one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;senin sampe rabu besok adalah (hopefully) ujian terakhir gw sebagai anak SMA. ujian nya simpel . 45 PG, 5 uraian. ga asiknya adalah ke-6 pelajaran ini kalo bukan tipe hapalan, tipe yang paling mengerikan buat dipelajarin. tambahan, ujian ini ditaro paling akhir jadi mood belajar bener-bener udah drop abis. rasanya belajar ga mau, tapi kok sayang momen terakhir ini dibuang-buang. apalagi untuk pelajaran hari senin ini gw bener-bener belajar sekedarnya karena liburan ke bali kemaren, which is really really distracted me. tapi gw masih punya tujuan terakhir. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LULUS DENGAN NILAI MEMUASKAN!&lt;/span&gt; jadi dengan adanya nyokap yang masih gemar ngontrol gw buat belajar dan keinginan gw itu, gw berharap gw bisa nepatin janji buat belajar :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about last holiday gw ke bali, aduh emang deh paling asik kalo wisata ke negeri sendiri. pertama, bahasanya yang sama. kedua, karena kita turis domestik, tarifnya lebih murah dari yang turis luar negeri. ketiga, gak ada yang namanya kebablasan abis duit gara-gara salah ngonversi kurs hehe. nah berarti kalo diitung dengan liburan gw ke thailand januari lalu, singapore maret lalu, juga ke bali yang minggu lalu, gw ada utang post sekitar 6-7 post. semoga gw bisa nulis itu secepatnya abis uas biar gak numpuk. apalagi gw mei mau liburan lagi ke malaysia hehe. well that's all. doakan saya rajin-belajar-untuk-terakhir-kali-sebagai-siswa dan juga semoga saya lulus dengan nilai baik. see you again, readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iedo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: denger-denger tahun ini yang PPKB UI ga ada matrikulasi. wow liburan gw gajadi deh kepotong :D&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/1303863925800716297-4361143989006393653?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/4361143989006393653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=4361143989006393653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/4361143989006393653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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mulai aktif lagi. juga list blog yang gw pajang cepet banget geser ke bawahnya. nah jadinya saya terpacu buat nulis lagi. tentang holiday trip with my family yang pastilah heboh lagi. here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kali ini, gw ke singapore dalam rangka ulang tahun gw dan nyokap pada tanggal 27 dan 28 maret. itu alasan utama bokap. tapi siapa juga sih yang gak tergoda pergi ke singapore kalo tiket pesawat lo jadi 0 rupiah (seriously, gw sekeluarga berenam bolak-balik cuma 2.034.000. itu murni buat pajak bandara, asuransi, nomor kursi, sama biaya bagasi) dan juga dapet diskon lebih dari 50% buat nginep? nah jadi itu menurut gw alesan bokap ngajak pergi. belum lagi universal studios udah soft opening. sampe-sampe fakta bahwa adek gw senin bakalan UN disingkirkan jauh-jauh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dini hari 27 maret, tidur gw udah gak nyenyak. selain gara-gara hape yang dikit-dikit bunyi SMS ngucapin ultah (makasih ya yang udah sms! hadiah piring cantik dapat diambil di rumah masing-masing), juga karena pergi kali ini gw ga merhatiin proses packingnya sama sekali. biasanya kan gw jadi OPO (Official Packing Officer) juga tuh nemenin nyokap. kali ini cuma nyokap ama pembokat tercinta. gara-garanya gw tidur prematur pasca UN ekonomi yang bikin bete. mana bokap gw belum pulang ngantor lagi padahal barang dia belum dipacking. jadilah gw jam 2 bangun, ke ruang keluarga, dan mendapati nyokap gw asik ngenet padahal koper-koper belum selese dipacking. putus asa, gw balik ke kamar dan berharap ini hanya mimpi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jam 4, gw kebangun lagi. huff berarti emang gak mimpi nih gw gelisah. kabar baiknya, koper-koper udah berjejer rapih nan imut. kabar buruknya, gosip dari nyokap yang santer adalah PESAWAT KAMI JAM 7! oh ya tuhan, gw langsung heboh bangunin pembokat, nyokap, nyalain tv kenceng-kenceng. terus gw ke atas, mendapati bokap gw tertidur nyenyak. langsung gw bangunin sambil nanya pesawat jam berapa. huff ternyata setengah 9. hah tunggu setengah 9?! ya ampun, tetep aja tinggal bentar lagi. proses imigrasi kan panjang. berarti tinggal 4 jam lagi dan baru gw yang bangun dengan sempurna. puas mengganggu tidur orang serumah, gw mandi. dan ternyata gw keluar mandi pun, adek-adek gw masih santai nonton tv. gini nih yang bikin males holiday trip with family. suka banget apa-apa dikepepetin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jam setengah 7, kami udah di jalan. gw udah pasrah sambil balesin SMS orang-orang. untungnya jakarta bagaikan kota surga kalo gak macet. jadi jam 7, kami dengan sumringah menatap terminal 2 bandara soekarno-hatta. nungguin bokap parkir inap mobil, kami ber-5 sarapan dunkin dulu. abis itu, baru check-in. awalnya sih kita santai parah. bokap check-in koper, gw ngisiin kartu imigrasi, nyokap ngenet (lagi), adek gw bermain dengan ceria. selese check-in barang, kita ke gerbang imigrasi. dan sekali lagi, rasa panik datang menghampiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;antreannya panjaaaaaaang banget! ih emang gila deh udah tau banyak orang, ya dibikin banyak kek konter imigrasinya. parahnya lagi, bokap gw belum ngurus fiskal gratis. nyampe ke konter bebas-bayar-fiskal-karena-anda-punya-NPWP, ketemunya antrean panjang lagi. baru deh semua panik. nyokap gw, akhirnya, mengalihkan perhatian dari kegiatan ngenetnya dengan nenangin adek-adek gw. untungnya, loket fiskal buka satu lagi jadinya antrean cepet berkurang. abis bokap selese ngurus fiskal, langsung deh ke gerbong imigrasi sambil harap-harap cemas. duh kalo udah kayak gini apa-apa bikin emosi. kesenggol kek, adek minta donat kek, nyokap hampir nabrak tiang gara-gara ngenet kek. tapi, akhirnya masa penganteran itu berlalu. kami berkumpul bersama dan ber-hip-hip-hura berhasil nembus imigrasi. pas ngeliat jam, 5 menit lagi boarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kita langsung lari-lari. kali ini gak ada bagasi kabin loh karena cuma semalem hahaha. semua toko berkelebatan begitu cepat. ah starbucks (slow motion), tidak iedo 5 menit lagi boarding. ah polo (slow motion), tidak tidak diskonnya nanti bulan april. bener aja, baru saja semua pantat puas merasakan tempat duduk di ruang tunggu, eh udah dipanggilin naik pesawat. huff pagi yang mendebarkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesampainya di changi airport, barulah semua berjalan perlahan. kita jalannya santai abis, ciri turis indonesia banget. istiraharin kaki yang ketekuk di pesawat, ngambil barang, puas-puasin dulu ngeliat changi (karena 2 holiday trip terakhir ke singapore, kami naik kereta dari malaysia sama feri dari batam. jadi bisa dibilang udah lebih dari 10 tahun yang lalu gw terakhir ke changi, which is gw udah gak inget). baru deh kita naik MRT ke Clarke Quay, dengan 3 koper digeret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesampainya di Clarke Quay, langsung nostalgia abis. soalnya setaun yang lalu, kami juga mengalami ini. turun di Clarke Quay station. keluar di Central. menyusuri trotoar dan jembatan dengan singapore river view, makan es krim roti 1 SGD. oh tak lupa, koper yang digeret. alesannya, ya karena seperti setaun lalu, sekarang kami nginep di Novotel Clarke Quay lagi. setelah taro barang, semuanya langsung posisi santai. adek-adek selonjoran main NDS sambil nonton tivi. gw sama bokap tidur-tiduran. nyokap? uh ngenet gratis di lobby hotel. emang udah candu emak gw. abis istirahat sampe jam 3, barulah gw, nyokap, dan bokap beraksi. kami menuju mustafa, surga oleh-oleh. jadi kembali lagi ke MRT dan menuju Farrer Park Station, yang cuma berjarak 3 stasiun -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keluar dari Farrer Park Station, lagi-lagi nostalgia. menyusuri lagi jalan yang sama, ngelewatin mesjid angulia dimana kami setaun lalu sholat disitu, kali ini minus jeritan adek-adek gw yang minta mainan. rencananya langsung ke mustafa center kan eh perhatian kami teralihkan sama toko sepatu deket situ yang jual crocs. langsung masuk deh. dan ternyata harganya beda-beda tipis sama harga crocs waktu sale besar di senayan abis dikonversi ke rupiah! wahahahaha gatau deh itu emang murah ato karena rupiah yang lagi kuat. FYI, setaun lalu kami pergi 1 SGD = 8000 rupiah, sekarang 1 SGD = 6500 rupiah. thx for Indonesian government :). langsung nyokap kalap beli, sampe rela ngabisin pulsa buat nelpon adek gw yang ditinggal di hotel buat nanyain ukuran kaki. keluar dari toko itu, udah 2 plastik gede aja tertenteng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampe di mustafa, awalnya kami barengan di lantai 1. beliin gelang dulu buat andini ramadhani yang nikah sama ardi setiadi bakery. abis itu, kami bertiga mencar. nyokap langsung nyari oleh-oleh buat adek gw. whoops jangan tertipu. karena keluar-keluar, dia juga dapet 2 kaos, 2 pajangan, dan apapun hanya tuhan yang tahu. bokap sibuk mondar-mandir di rak cokelat milihan cokelat mana yang sesuai budget. gw? emang sih gw dapet budget 50 SGD tapi itu sayang banget menurut gw buat diabisin toh ada bokap nyokap gw ntar pas mereka meleng cemplungin aja ke keranjang belanjaan mereka. jadinya selain gelang buat dindut, gw cuma beli cokelat buat oleh-oleh sama air minum. yep only those things. nah selese belanja, kita parno. kenapa parno? karena ratusan SGD kami sudah berubah menjadi 5 plastik besar belanjaan ditambah 2 plastik crocs tadi. karena bakalan berat bawa 7 kantong plastik gede, lucky came to meeee! gw dibeliin koper baru yang 2 in 1 wuwuwuwuwu. dan ternyata harganya murah! 2 koper dan ga nyampe 300 ribu! jadilah kami pulang dengan perasaan senang  ga jadi gotong-gotong plastik belanjaan apalagi gw dapet 2 koper hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesampenya di hotel yang udah jam 7 tapi masih terang, kami sekali lagi tepar. tapi ini tak bisa dibiarkan. masa ulang tahun gw di singapore malemnya dihabiskan dengan geletakan doang di hotel? idih mending di indonesia kalo gitu, yang sesuai tradisi, pas malem ultah makan keluar. jadi gw mandi dengan semangat. terus bangunin bokap nyokap yang udah tepar. juga ngancem adek gw buat cepet siap-siap. jam 8, kami siap menjelajahi Clarke Quay yang semarak banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;capek nyari restoran, kami sekali ini langsung melipir ke resto terdekat. namanya Quayside dan bener-bener langsung ngeliat singapore river. itu semarak banget deh pokoknya. orang lalu lalang, musik dari bar dan kelab malam terdekat, lampu yang gemerlap, juga pantulan cahaya yang menari dari singapore river. duh iri banget sambil berharap semoga jakarta dengan ke-13 sungainya bisa kayak gini juga. nah karena letaknya yang strategis, kami sudah harap maklum pasti ini bakaln mahal banget. bener aja pas liat menu kami serentak menutup buku, beli minum yang paling murah (lemon tea. yang harganya 25 ribu). soal makanan biar bokap yang ngurus biar hemat. jadi malam itu kami habiskan dengan dinner di Clarke Quay, dengan menunya nasi goreng seafood, kuitiaw seafood, dan 3 kids meal. untung sikonnya bagus, kalo kagak bisa rusuh adek gw untuk pertama kalinya makan kayak gini hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abis itu, adek gw sama nyokap langsung naik. kenapa? karena seperti di phuket, kami sekamar berenam lagi jadi harus tipu muslihat. asiknya, gw sama bokap oh gw lupa dan iqbal juga ternyata mampir dulu ke Starbucks. menikmati caramel macchiato hum. pas lagi asik minum, tiba-tiba ada pengumuman dompet ilang. dan ternyata,  yang ilang itu dompet gueeeee! huff kalo misalnya tadi gw beli yang take away hilanglah sudah dompet penuh kenangan itu. so, for conclusion, gw bahagia banget pas ulangtahun gw yang ke-17 itu. selain kado yang gak terkira (koper-koper), journey yang heboh dan asik seperti biasa, dinner yang meriah, juga dompet gw yang ga jadi ilang. love that day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iedo&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/1303863925800716297-511231797739915354?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/511231797739915354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=511231797739915354&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/511231797739915354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/511231797739915354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/04/jakarta-singapore-march-27th-2010.html' title='jakarta-singapore, march 27th 2010'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-5204634685069352899</id><published>2010-02-28T20:39:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T20:45:26.103+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot issues'/><title type='text'>march is coming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello readers, nice to be able to write again hahaha. first of all, I have to apologize about the Thailand stories. I postpone it for a while (ehm, it have been a month eh?) because I don't have any desire to write about it. there are 3 more days left to be written so yeah, feel kinda guilty to postpone it. but I can't write without desire. hope my mood to write about that boost up soon. now, studying is the most thing that boost up my mood. kinda crazy eh? FINALLY I HAVE INTEREST ON STUDYING! after 2 and a half years on high school ... alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm normal person. so, I still do something beside studying of course. I still go online (anytime when my mom didn't notice), playing 'rise of nations' (this game contains history! so yeah I don't totally feel guilty *haha good excuse), and last but not least, my cinema time! but unfortunately for me (fortunately for my finance),  I didn't usually visit gramedia since 2010. the impact is I haven't buy any novel this month. but I still bought vcd. although, I didn't buy it as much as I planned in the beginning of the month. wait. wait a minute. did I write fortunately for my finance? well, uhm, my finance is not that good after all. since 2010, I give pumen a private lesson every 2 weeks in starbucks. so yeah, my expenses is still big. forgive me, my finance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About march, I really love this month and get excited about it. first, MY BIRTHDAY! whew, 2009 must be the fastest year in my life. I still remember it clearly. mid test in the morning. watching 'Flock' in Hollywood KC in the afternoon. having dinner in dindut's. although, there's also condolences for situ gintung incident victim. beside my birthday, there are also several birthdays in this month. I checked my daily planner and, bum, there are more than 10 people gonna celebrate their birthday this month. my mum, my brother, 2 cousins, an aunt, dindut, harris, lucky, ardi, oky, and many more. isn't that sweet? birthdays is one of the great things in this world, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like those birthdays things doen't enough, I have another excitement moments this month. let's see... UN! and practical exam! my birthday is never combined with necessary exams like this until now so I dont have any sight what could happen in my birthday. but the sure thing, I'll spend my most time in this month with books. but, even I feel I'm weird, I don't mind with that. suddenly, I love time when I open books, reading what is perestroika and glasnots, how to count taxes, what's the different between pleistoseista and isoseista, what is the functions of pancasila,  remember the formulas of linier program. aaah what a pleasure! ... oh yeah, I'm  a freak one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing, I gonna have abroad trip this month! love you, dad. you know how to spend time well. this month, I'll go to singapore. just like I did 1 year ago. my father planned this trip so long for my birthday, also my mum's birthday. although I've gone there several times, it still interests me. because I'm going to spend my time in singapore at &lt;a href="http://www.rwsentosa.com/language/en-US/Attractions/UniversalStudiosSingapore"&gt;universal studios singapore&lt;/a&gt;! haha my adrenaline really boost  up now. so, no wonder why there is an exclamation sign after 'march is coming', right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love march,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iedo&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/1303863925800716297-5204634685069352899?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/5204634685069352899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=5204634685069352899&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5204634685069352899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5204634685069352899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/02/march-is-coming.html' title='march is coming!'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-4681969252590442761</id><published>2010-02-01T20:41:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T19:56:41.921+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan-jalan'/><title type='text'>Chiang Mai - Bangkok - Phuket</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First of all, happy february everyone! gatau deh kenapa tapi gw semangat banget neh bulan februari ini. pertama, banyak film bagus yang (harusnya) bakal keluar bulan ini. yang kedua,  agak aneh sih tapi justru makin deket UN gw malah makin semangat hehe. yang ketiga, mungkin gw emang udah bosen parah sama januari. sumpah deh gw abis pulang dari thailand ini, lempeng aja idup gw ga ada yang spesial. untung aja film-film januari lumayan bagus :). anyway, let's back to our topic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Seventh Day (7 Jan 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.friendlyplanet.com/images/maps/treasures-thailand-big.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.friendlyplanet.com/images/maps/treasures-thailand-big.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hari itu, adalah hari transit pesawat terheboh yang paling gw inget. ya iyalah ya, orang gw terakhir naek pesawat transit ke australia dulu, 10 tahun yang lalu. naek garuda kek qantas kek mana berasa buat gw. haha sekarang nih baru asik. cek petanya ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keliatan jauh ya? haha iyalah itu yang garis merah kan dari chiang rai. liatnya yang dari chiang mai ya, agak di kirinya chiang rai. terus ke bangkok. terus ke phuket di bawah kiri. keliatannya jauh tapi sebenernya chiang mai- bangkok dan bangkok - phuket gak nyampe 2 jam. nah seperti biasa, pagi harinya pastilah kami habiskan dengan packing. kali ini jauh lebih menantang pastinya. koper-koper itu kalo punya mulut udah jerit kali ye udah dijejelin baju kotor, dipaksa retsletingnya, ampe ditiban nyokap gw biar masuk semua para baju hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First Stop: Chiang Mai Airport, Chiang Mai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special happened sebenernya selama di chiang mai airport. palingan cuma kisah bagaimana kami membuat perut kembung gara-gara cairan lebih dari 100 ml gabole masuk kabin. geez bener-bener peraturan yang bikin beser! abis itu, terbanglah kami ke bangkok. pesawatnya? haha penerbangan kami 3 kali pp ini (jakarta-bangkok, bangkok- chiang mai, chiang mai - bangkok, bangkok - phuket, phuket - bangkok, bangkok - jakarta) semuanya naik airasia. tau kan? itu tuh penerbangan low fare yang keren gela. tag line nya aja 'now everyone can fly' sama 'the world's best low-cost airline'. ckckck gw setuju banget lah sama tag line mereka. masalahnya mereka emang suka ngasi harga gila2an dan pesawatnya juga gak jelek kok. penerbangan 3 kali pp kami berenam ini kata bokap sih 8 juta-an. hmm mahal keknya tapi kalo dibagai jumlah kami (6 orang) dan jumlah penerbangan (6 kali), satu orang sekali terbang gak nyampe 300 ribu! sepupu gw lebih ekstrem lagi, dia nemu tiket ke KL cuma 75 ribu! saking hebohnya dia, dia ambil aja tuh tiket. angus-angus deh cuma 75 ribu ini ya ga? hahaha okay okay back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Second Stop: Suvarnabhumi Airport, Bangkok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik ke bangkok, berarti balik lagi ke suvarnabhumi. bandara futuristik yang dinamai oleh sang raja sendiri - King Bhumibol Adulyadej. suvarnabhumi, kalo ga salah denger dari guide ya, berarti golden peninsula - ato tanjung emas dalam b.indo. nah karena kami nyampe jam 1-an dan pesawat ke phuket jam 4-an, jadi ya kami di bandara aja. check-in lagi, lewat pemeriksaan lagi, ke burger king lagi. itu deja vu parah deh ga boong. bedanya gw ga dapet jam kali ini hahaha *ngarep. nah karena bete udah kenyang, ngeliat food court yang itu2 lagi, ngeliat duty free yang itu2 lagi jadi kami langsung ke ruang tunggu. padahal masih 2 jam lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw langsung baca buku. bokap baca koran, which is membingungkan banget buat gw secara itu koran bahasanya thai semua. oh ternyata dia cuma liat gambarnya huahahahah. adek-adek gw mulailah pecicilan. nah untungnya, di ruang tunggu itu ada semacam internet stop gratis gitu. itu loh komputer yang pake waktu setiap 15 menit dia nge-close aplikasi yang lagi kita pake. biar gantian kali ye maksudnye. nah tapi ya tapi karena eh karena itu ruang tunggu sepi dan isinya orang-orang jaim (nenek cina sama cucunya, gerombolan tante-tante arab, sekumpulan backpacker mancanegara), jadilah nyokap gw puas setengah jam disitu gak digangguin orang. adek-adek gw juga karena komputernya 2. gw ama bokap pura-pura gatau aja hahaha. nah setelah setengah jam itu, mulai rame kan ya. orang-orang mulai ngantri mau make. jadilah nyokap dan adek-adek gw minggir sambil manyun. meleng dikit lah kok nyokap ilang ya? kata bokap ke toilet. oh ya udah deh gw ngelanjutin baca genghis khan-nya john man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah ceritanya waktu berlalu. kita mulai dipanggilin. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAPI NYOKAP GW MANE NIH?&lt;/span&gt; kirain ada apa2 gitu kan di toilet belom keluar juga udah sejam. diutuslah adek gw yang paling kecil kesana. lah gak ada. pokoknya itu orang-orang udah mulai antre dan hot seat udah masuk pesawat, nyokap belom nongol. bokap kesel kan ya jadi kami antre lah. bokap sewot abis bodo amet deh nyokap kemana. lah tiba-tiba nyokap gw nongol. ditanya kan sama bokap, "kemana sih ma?! udah dipanggilin dari tadi juga!". nyokap, "ehm ke ruang tunggu sebelah. disana sepi jadi ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INTERNETNYA GAK ADA YANG MAKE! ASIK DEH!&lt;/span&gt;". ya ampun nyokap ampe pindah ke ruang tunggu sebelah! ternyata hipotesa gw bahwa nyokap udah freak internet benar adanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Third Stop: Phuket Airport, Phuket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampailah kami di airport terakhir. kalo tadi chiang mai mirip bandung, phuket ini mirip-mirip bali lah. pantainya ada patong, karon (ato katon ya lupa gw), kara, dll. kalo di bali ya kuta, legian, nusa dua, dll. kotanya phuket town. di bali ya denpasar. sama kayak bali bagian utara yang sepi wisatawan dan isinya hutan, disini juga ada yang macem gitu. hem jadi kurang interest sebenernya karena berarti di indonesia ada dong tapi ini kan malem gatau deh besok siang gimana. nah plis ini agak memalukan tapi ya mau gimana lagi. jadi ceritanya kami nginep di novotel phuket resort. keren banget lah itu pas di sebelah pantai. hotelnya berundak-berundak terus bangunannya kesebar gitu. konsekuensi dari semua hal asik itu tentu saja ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAHAL BANGET GA BOONG!&lt;/span&gt; nih ya kami nginep di chiang mai semalem 600-an bath (sekitar 200 ribu) lah ini kami semalem bisa nyampe 5000-an bath (1,5 juta gitu deh). ah gila-gila mana 2 malem disini. untung bokap member gitu jadinya malem kedua gratis. tapi tetep. kok mubazir juga ya duit abis buat nginep mesen 2 kamar? jadi, ehm, kami melakukan sedikit muslihat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah yang bikin kami bermuslihat adalah dibatesin 1 kamar 4 orang. lah kami ber-6 gimana dong. jadi akhirnya kami mengatur strategi. sampe di lobby, gw ama ibnoe sembunyi di toilet. jadi yang check-in mereka ber-4. nah udah kan nih kita nunggu setengah jam di toilet ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KENAPA BELOM SELESE JUGA NIH CHECK-IN?&lt;/span&gt; jadi ibnu yang udah bosen di toilet (sekaligus takut udah gak dianggep anak lagi terus dibuang di phuket yang asing ini), keluar lah dia. oh la la, ternyata kami kena karma (lagi)! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KAMERA KETINGGALAN DI TAKSI!&lt;/span&gt; baik sih supirnya dia mau balikin tapi ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KENA CHARGE!&lt;/span&gt; alesannya sih dia udah nyampe bandara lagi (yang emang agak jauh). ya tuhan. tapi karena semua kenang-kenangan disitu ya udahlah minta dianterin. ckckck emang gak bakat nih keluarga gw bermuslihat langsung dibales tuhan. nah setelah dapet informasi itu beserta nomor kamar (pake kode dari bokap jadinya petugas hotel gak ngeh tentunya), gw ama ibnoe jalan. terus kami mencar. terus baru nyadar. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAH INI KAMARNYA DIMANA?&lt;/span&gt; sumpah itu gede banget lahannya, berundak, dan gelap pula. kalo nanya juga jadinya kan mencurigakan. tapi akhirnya gw nyerah, jadi gw nanya ke waitress resto. dikasih tau sih ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAPI MASIH NYASAR JUGA!&lt;/span&gt; jadi gw muter-muter lagi dan akhirnya ketemu juga fuuh. sumpah itu setengah jam ada kali gw ngiterin hotel nyari kamar hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Emang yang namanya nipu-nipu dibales juga ama Allah hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;map is taken from &lt;a href="http://www.friendlyplanet.com/images/maps/treasures-thailand-big.png"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-4681969252590442761?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/4681969252590442761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=4681969252590442761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/4681969252590442761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/4681969252590442761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/02/chiang-mai-bangkok-phuket.html' title='Chiang Mai - Bangkok - Phuket'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-5297744754436427828</id><published>2010-01-20T20:35:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T20:55:03.112+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan-jalan'/><title type='text'>Elephant, Rafting, and Silk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;buka mata di pagi hari eh inget udah nyampe Chiang Mai, kota yang sejuk mirip Bandung (tapi gak padet). hari ini kemana ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sixth Day (6 Jan 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangun pagi, kami langsung makan perbekalan kami. iye makanan yang itu-itu juga. roti, selai, keripik, mie gelas, sama air mineral. aduh bosen sih tapi mau gimana lagi. kan mesti ngirit buat jalan-jalan. turun ke bawah jam 9, kami dijemput taksi yang kemaren. jadi kemaren bokap nyokap sempet bikin deal ama supir taksinya buat kami sewa seharian. murah banget loh! 900 bath (270 ribu)! dulu aja rental mobil 2500 bath (750 ribu). pas liat sopirnya, lah kok ganti ya. kemaren tipikal supir taksi standar, mas-mas jangkung, rambut belah, suka nyengir ramah. lah ini jadi laki bibirnya merah, pake anting, pake kemeja kancing buka 2. ckckck. selidik punya selidik, ternyata supir yang kemaren gabisa dateng. lagian dia bilang juga dia lebih jago kalo ke tempat wisata. sama ngomong english. masuk mobil (oke, taksi), mulailah kami konsultasi ama supirnya enaknya kemana. adek gw semangat banget pengen naik gajah. grr pigi lo sono ke lampung betaburan. tapi ternyata emang khasnya gajah. maka melajulah kami ke salah satu kampung gajah (elephant village).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First Stop: Elephant Village&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertama, gw mesti bilang kalo gw lupa ke kampung gajah yang mana. abis depannya sama semua pake kata 'mae' (yang berarti ibu, orang thailand juga menganggap bahwa perempuan khususnya ibu harus dihormati karena jasa mereka). oke lanjut. gw kira di kampung gajah isinya gajah semua. bapak gajah bercocok tanam pake kerbau. ibu gajah menenun kain sambil beres-beres rumah. anak gajah berlarian di pematang sawah abis pulang sekolah. terus kita meratiin kehidupan mereka gitu. ntar pulang disuruh mampir ke kios mbak gajah buat beli souvenir. ternyata semua hanya khayalan (YA IYALAH!). isinya ya gajah yang dijadikan objek pariwisata. nyampe-nyampe kita langsung disuguhi gajah. ada yang dirantai, ada yang lagi ngasuh anak, ada yang diem aja cuma makan. terus kita ke loketnya. yah alamat mahal nih. bener aje. adult sekitar 1300-an bath (390 ribu) kalo ga salah. mulai lagi lah kami menawar. tapi muka mbaknya gak bergeming meskipun loketnya udah gonjang-ganjing menerima semua upaya kami biar tiket murah. terpaksa lah kami bayar. udah jauh-jauh masa ga jadi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ternyata itu udah sepaket. buat naik kereta ditarik kerbau (yee di indonesia malah kita naek kebonya), naik gajah, terus bamboo rafting. cihuy lah. pertama nya kita ox cart riding. dan kesan gw adalah biasa banget. kayak andong tapi diganti kebo. untung view pegunungannya keren. abis naik ox cart itu kita ke tempat souvenir. aduh udah bete banget ngeliat ginian. tapi karena asas tidak enak pada warga sekitar, kita beli deh. gw sendiri beli lagi gelang buat oleh-oleh (yang dapet gelang, dari pegunungan deket Chiang Mai tuh! dijaga ya hehe). abis itu, kita naik gajah. sebelum naik, ada yang jualan makanan gajah. makannya ternyata tebu sama pisang yang masih ijo. terus kita naik gajahnya deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw sama Ibnu Iqbal. Idham sama bokap nyokap. gajahnya ternyata masih kecil. agak kasian ngeliatnya. apalagi Iqbal beratnya sama ama dia (canda dut). terus kami jalan beriringan. gatau ada angin bahorok ato apa, tiba-tiba kepala gajahnya digetok sama pawangnya pake tongkat yang ujungnya besi. kami langsung syok bertiga. dosa apaan coba gajahnya? tapi karena kami ga ngerti bahasa thai, kami diem aja.  ngeliatin pemandangan meskipun masih bete. eh pas jalannya lagi gak bagus, tisu gulung nyokap gw jatoh. terus diambilin sama gajahnya. wow pintar ya dia. gw kira bakal dimakan. abis trekking di pinggir hutan, gajahnya nyemplung ke sungai. asik banget lah. terus kita selese deh naik gajahnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abis naik gajah, kami bamboo rafting. gw kira rafting yang jeram gitu tapi boatnya dari bambu. ternyata berlayar pake rakit bambu di sungai tenang dengan angin semilir dan suara gemericik air. karena kami ber-6, jadinya satu perahu itu buat keluarga kami aja. yang ngedayung 2 orang. 1 di belakang, 1 di depan. di rakit, selama satu jam itu, kami ngobrol ngalur ngidul. mulai dari hal penting seperti, nyokap: "kalian kalo udah besar ntar rukun ya", bokap: "ntar papa mama kalo udah pensiun, mau menyepi. jangan pada rebutan warisan kami ya.". sampe hal gak meaning macam, ibnu: "dut, kok lo gak kurus-kurus sih? (ditujukan pada iqbal)." kalo viewnya bagus, kita foto-foto. tukang rakitnya jago loh motoin ckckck. dimanjain bener lah kami ini, para turis narsis yang hemat hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Second Stop: Elephant Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selesai naik bamboo rafting, ternyata supir kami udah nunggu di tempat berhentinya. kata dia, kita mesti ngebut biar dapet elephant show nya. ternyata elephant show nya bukan di elephant village yang ini tapi elephant village lain. aduh perut udah kruyuk kruyuk tapi ditahanlah biar dapet show nya. sepanjang jalan, supirnya cerita tentang thailand dan dirinya.  ternyata dia  lahir di Phuket tapi menetap di Chiang Mai karena kata dia Chiang Mai gak begitu panas terus gak padet (bener banget!). terus dia juga cerita tentang sejarah Thailand dikit. kalo kata dia, alasan kenapa rakyat amat mencintai raja mereka dan keluarganya adalah karena pengorbanan mereka yang sangat besar untuk rakyat. raja mereka yang paling dikenang adalah King Rama V atau King Chulalongkorn. King Chulalongkorn, dengan berbagai langkah politiknya, berhasil membuat thailand menjadi satu-satunya bangsa yang gak dijajah di Asia Tenggara. sampe sekarang, ulang tahun King Chulalongkorn masih diperingati. kecintaan pada raja tersebut menurun hingga raja sekarang, King Rama IX atau King Bhumibol Adulyadej. raja yang menjadi salah satu kepala negara terlama di dunia ini (menjadi raja sejak 1940-an) juga dicintai rakyatnya. pernah jadi juara Sea Games sebagai atlet layar, perhatiannya pada dunia pendidikan dan olahraga sangat besar. kalo kata supir kami, "Raja kami turun-temurun berperang di baris terdepan, berjuang sampai titik darah penghabisan. meninggalkan istri, anak, keluarga, dan harta mereka di belakang agar bangsa kami terhindar dari penjajahan". ckckck gak heran lah rakyat Thailand cinta sama raja mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampe disana, bener aja udah mulai. gajahnya lagi salam ke penonton. salamnya unik deh. mereka silangin kaki terus goyang-goyang belalai sambil nunduk. abis itu, mereka main bola. ada yang gol, ada yang enggak. terus elephant painting. wow hasilnya keren loh untuk standar gajah. abis dilukis, langsung dijual. tapi mahal. 2000 bath (600 ribu) untuk satu lukisan! ckckck. abis painting, mereka kerja sama gitu buat ngangkatin kayu. terus selese deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abis show, kami liat toko souvenir (lagi). gw beli stiker. nyokap bokap gatau deh tuh beli apa yang pasti belanja lagi. padahal keuangan kami udah parah banget dropnya sampe nyokap mesti nuker USD yang dia bawa buat jaga-jaga. tepat di seberang toko nya, ada galeri lukisan yang dibuat gajah. harganya mulai dari 1000-8000 bath (300-2,4 juta ribu)! wow fantastis lah. belum lagi ada sertifikat buat gajah-gajah yang bisa ngelukis. puas liat-liat, kami balik ke mobil. kali ini, menuju thai silk village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Third Stop: Thai Silk Village&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thai Silk Village tempatnya jauh lagi dari elephant village. 60 kilo-an ada deh kayaknya. sialnya, sepanjang jalan itu gak ada mcd dkk. aduh padahal kita udah laper parah. untung tadi sempet beli buah di tempat elephant show ditambah makanin sisa-sisa sarapan tadi. ternyata disana rame. ada 2 bus lagi parkir. tempat masuk pertama, langsung diliatin cara bikin sutra. ada yang narik benang dari kepompong sutranya, ada yang ngegulung benang, ada yang nenun kain. ulet-ulet sutranya juga dijejerin gitu. mulai dari telur sampe kupu-kupu dewasanya yang lagi bertelur. seksi setelahnya adalah kain sutra. berbagai macam warna kain sutra dijejerin. banyaaaaaak banget variannya. disebelahnya, ada seksi buat pakaian wanita. terus ada kimono sutra. barulah seksi cowok sama hasil lain (souvenir, sarung bantal, dll). kami berempat, yang tau diri gak bakalan dapet apa-apa, duduk aja diem mojok. Ibnu Idham asik main NDS ama gameboy. gw sama Iqbal mondar-mandir ngeliatin ulet tadi sama ngeliatin bokap milih baju. capek mondar-mandir, gw terduduk di terasnya sambil makanin pringles. eh tiba-tiba dipanggil bokap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi bokap gw, dengan girangnya, berhasil menemukan pojok diskon (yang bener-bener di pojok banget, nyempil tersembunyi). karena diskonnya nyampe 50%, jadi gw boleh milih satu baju. udah ketemu satu kemeja nih ceritanya. dari 1800 bath jadi 900 bath. eh tiba-tiba gw ngeliat jas dari 4100 bath jadi 1600 bath. lah ini kok keren ya? mana dari sutra dan lagi diskon pula. jadi gw minta ke bokap jas itu. yah bukannya ukuran gw, ternyata ukuran bokap tuh jas. jadi dapetlah bokap gw jas itu. gw akhirnya dapet kemeja yang tadi. ya sudahlah masih untung dapet hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fourth Stop: Mosque in the center of Chiang Mai, McD (again and again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah puas belanja (gw, nyokap, dan bokap. disambut dengan manyun oleh adek-adek gw), baliklah kami ke Chiang Mai. kami minta supir nya ke mesjid soalnya belum sholat. eh ternyata disana mesjidnya besar. sekompleks sama mesjid itu, ada pesantren yang pake gedung sama tempat tinggal santri. tempat wudhunya ternyata yang tipe duduk gitu, kayak di singapura. terus kami sholat jama' qashar zuhur-ashar. abis sholat, pergilah kami ke Mcd, untuk entah keberapa kalinya dalam minggu ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makan di Mcd notabene menunya ya itu-itu aja. burger ayam atau ikan. tambah produk ayam (macam nugget ato wings) sama kentang. selese makan, nungguin supirnya jemput kami karena dia gabole parkir di depan restonya. bokap nyokap gw sempet-sempetnya ngeliat kaos thailand di salah satu kios yang digelar di trotoar. ya tuhan banget deh emang ortu gw. untung supir kami cepet datengnya hingga mereka gak jadi beli. udah capek dan penat, baliklah kami ke hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Stop: Mercure Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulang-pulang, kami langsung disuruh mandi sama bokap. katanya sih kita pada bau gajah. yaudah deh mandi. sialnya, kunci kamar mandinya yang tipe bisa dibuka kuncinya pake koin. jadi pas gw mandi, adek gw dengan segala upaya pingin ngeflush toilet. biar gw mati ketakutan pas mandi gara-gara bunyinya yang sumpah horor abis. jadi gw bikinlah barikade sampe gak konsen mandi. abis mandi, ada sms dari &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANDINI RAMADHANTI PUTRI A.K.A DINDUT&lt;/span&gt;. dia nanya kapan pulang. aduh langsung kangen sama dia, temen-temen, sekolah, jakarta, dan indonesia. pingin bales tapi gak ada pulsaaaaa. pulsa gw abis buat sms-an ama pumen pas di bangkok buat ngomongin tugas sosiologi huhu. mau ngenet pake laptop harus bayar. 100 bath (30 ribu) per jam! ajegile di indonesia 6 rebu dapet di warnet pake ac. jadi gw berusaha memberikan pesan telepati kepada dindut (nyampe ga dut?). nah, malam itu, gw nungguin 'the nanny' lagi. sapa tau kan main? dan ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BENERAN MAIN!!!&lt;/span&gt; waaaaaaah gila gw seneng setengah mati. meskipun gak ada subtitlenya gapapa deh asal masih pake english. setelah puas 1 jam ngakak, baru deh gw tidur. dengan hati puas atas trip kami seharian sama nonton 'the nanny' tapi sedih juga sih besok harus ninggalin Chiang Mai, kota sejuk nan damai ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued..)&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/1303863925800716297-5297744754436427828?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/5297744754436427828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=5297744754436427828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5297744754436427828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5297744754436427828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/01/elephant-rafting-and-silk.html' title='Elephant, Rafting, and Silk'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-5688256773085810064</id><published>2010-01-19T20:07:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T19:55:28.058+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan-jalan'/><title type='text'>Bangkok - Chiang Mai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hari-hari kacau yang menyenangkan di Bangkok ternyata sudah harus diakhiri. next city: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHIANG MAI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fifth Day (5 Jan 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pesawat kami hari ini sekitar jam 15.30. jadi kami ngabisin waktu sepanjang pagi ngepak koper-koper, yang sudah pasti malah makin gembung gara-gara souvenir dan sahabat-sahabatnya. dan ternyata, ga tau ya apa kami yang payah banget soal packing ato karena barangnya emang segambreng, packingnya memakan waktu 4 jam! dari jam 8 pagi sampe jam 12 siang. agak-agak wajar sih sebenarnya karena OPO (Official Packing Officer - Petugas Packing Resmi) - nya cuma bokap, nyokap, ama gw. adek-adek gw dengan anteng dan baik hati nonton tv sambil makan cemilan. itu aja udah menolong banget karena gak bikin packing jadi rusuh. selese packing, turunlah kami semua. Kecuali gw dan Ibnu buat ngecek kamar terakhir kalinya. eh pas lagi sibuk bongkar laci, ada mbak-mbak housekeeping masuk. meriksain segala macem. tiba-tiba dia ngomong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mbak-mbak Housekeeping (MH): I'm sorry. but I think I can't find one tea spoon.&lt;br /&gt;gw: ha? a tea spoon? *cengo&lt;br /&gt;MH: yes, a tea spoon. it's missing. do you intend to buy it?&lt;br /&gt;gw (dalem ati): &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YA ENGGAKLAH! MENURUT LO AJE! LO KIRA DI INDONESIA KAGAK ADE SENDOK TEH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw: no, I don't. let me search in my backpack *melas usaha terakhir, padahal udah tau gak bakalan ada&lt;br /&gt;gw: (meriksain tas) umm I can't find it here&lt;br /&gt;MH: but the tea spoon's missing! I'm sorry sir but I must charge you for the tea spoon *ngotot&lt;br /&gt;gw: OK. how much? *berharap cuma 20 bath&lt;br /&gt;MH: 98 bath.&lt;br /&gt;gw (dalem ati): &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YA TUHAN JAMAN MANE TUH  1 SENDOK TEH 30 REBU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw: OK. I think I better ask my parents first at lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi sampe lobby, gw pun heboh memberitahukan kabar buruk yang sangat amat konyol ini. berhubung kami bawa sendok dan garpu dari Indonesia, analisa pertama: kecampur disana. koper yang udah masuk taksi ampe dikeluarin, dibuka gemboknya, terus dicari dengan seksama biar kopornya gak meledug karena tiba2 dibuka (koper-koper pada penuh banget. biar bisa diresleting mesti didudukin dulu atasnya hahaha). udah dapet kan nih sendok dan garpu. lah kagak ada masa. aduh kita udah gemes aja. mana resepsionisnya masih ga bolehin kami pergi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya, nyokap ngamuk parah. dia jerit-jerit, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE'VE STAYED IN THIS HOTEL FOR 5 DAYS. AND NOW YOU WANT TO CHARGE US 98 BATH FOR A TEA SPOON, WHICH PROBABLY STILL AT THE ROOM UPSTAIRS?!&lt;/span&gt;". terus dia jejerin sendok ama garpu tadi di meja resepsionis. "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEE IT! WE'RE NOT TAKING YOURS TEA SPOON! WE BRING OURS!&lt;/span&gt;". sumpah itu bule-bule di lobby sampe ngeliatin nyokap yang heboh bentak sambil pelototin resepsionisnya. nyokap cuek aja diliatin saking keselnya. eh bokap malah nambahin, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UDAH LAH MA. TINGG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALIN AJA ITU SENDOK SATU DI RESEPSIONIS. BILANG RASA TERIMA KASIH ATAS LAYANANNYA YANG MEMUASKAN!&lt;/span&gt;". akhirnya resepsionisnya minta maaf sama kami.  dan kami lepas dari charge gak jelas itu deh. dan disertai janji (konyol) kami yang bakal ngepos itu sendok ke hotel kalo ketemu, pergilah kami beriring 2 taksi menuju bandara Suvarnabhumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First Stop: Suvarnabhumi Airport, Domestic Departure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/9/95/Suvarnabhumi_Airport_inside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 229px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/9/95/Suvarnabhumi_Airport_inside.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jadi, pas di tengah jalan kami misah. gw, nyokap, Idham langsung ke airport. Bokap, Ibnu, Iqbal ke Novotel Suvarnabhumi Airport buat nitip koper disana. maksudnya sih biar gak overweight. lagian hari terakhir nanti kami nginep disana. kali ini, supir taksi gw baik banget. dia cerita-cerita tempat turis di Bangkok yang asik meskipun bahasa Inggris nya terbatas. dia juga nanyain keluarga kami darimana, udah kemana aja, mau kemana, gimana kesannya di Bangkok. ramah banget deh pokoknya. giliran kami nanya eh kami yang kaget. anaknya 6! istrinya 2! wow ternyata ada poligami juga ya di thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampe di bandara, kami langsung ambil troli terus duduk nungguin bokap. gw jalan-jalan ngeliatin interior bandaranya. pas nyampe kemaren kan udah capek jadi gak konsen. tempat check-in nya banyaaaak banget. ratusan loket ada kali. interiornya, sekali lagi, bener-bener futuristik. atepnya kaca doang, dipadu dengan rangka-rangka besi. dingin, sejuk, terus rame banget. gw yang bosen akhirnya ke money changer. ceritanya mau nyoba gimana sih sebenernya transaksi di money changer. jadi pergilah gw nuker 1 USD ama 2 SGD (ketauan banget miskinnya). dapetnya jadi 70 bath-an lah. tapi first experience selalu asik kan? nah itulah perasaan gw. seneng banget rasanya udah berani ngomong ke kasirnya mau nuker ini itu, menorehkan tanda tangan di slipnya, meriksain kursnya bener apa salah gak, sampe dibilang, "thank you, mister". berkesan banget lah pokoknya. beberapa lama kemudian, bokap dateng bersama Ibnu dan Iqbal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proses check-in nya kurang lebih sama lah kayak di Indonesia. tapi petugasnya meriksain muka kami satu-satu, sama gak kayak di paspor. padahal penerbangan domestik loh. mungkin karena kami foreigner kali ya. selese check-in, kami siap menuju ruang tunggu nya. eh lupa ada aturan kalo air diatas 100 ml gabole masuk kabin. jadi kami minumlah itu aqua sama coca-cola yang tersisa sampe kembung. terus deg-degan pas di x-ray. bokap lewat. nyokap lewat. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAH KENAPA KOK PAS GW BUNYI?!&lt;/span&gt; oh gw masih pake jam ternyata hehe. kirain udahan taunya gw dicegat lagi. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAH KENAPA LAGI INI GW DITARIK KE MEJA PERIKSA?!&lt;/span&gt; katanya di tas gw ada air jadi mesti diperiksa. air darimana coba? perasaan di tas gw cuma sendal, jaket, sama buku. pas dibuka, bener aja gak ada apa-apa. terus mbak-mbaknya minta maaf dan sukseslah kami melewati pemeriksaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karena pesawatnya masih 2 jam lagi dan itu udah jam 2 siang maka, kami segera nyari makan. terus kami makan burger king. pesennya ya terpaksa cuma burger yang ikan sama ayam. serem juga lo tapi. paket 4, BK Fish with french fries and soft drink. paket 5, samurai PORK beef bla bla bla. hii tapi ya sudahlah udah laper. langsung aja kami makan dengan lahap. cepet-cepatan ngambil onion ring. burger king nya mahal lo. masa kami pesen 3 paket upsize tambah 3 burger 300 ribu! ckckck. kalo di indonesia, cuma 200 ribu-an tuh. tapi ya sudahlah lah kepalang lapar. abis makan, kami ke duty free shop karena ternyata ... kami makannya cepet banget jadi masih nyisa 1,5 jam! hahaha. gw ama bokap ngeliat jam swatch yang didiskon 50%. wuwuwu ada yang didiskon jadi 1500 bath! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAH GILE 450 RIBU CING!&lt;/span&gt; padahal di indonesia yang paling murah 600 ribu-an. langsung lah gw minta. bokap udah mau eh nyokap nolak. langsung aja gw argumen kalo nyokap udah beli ini itu yang kalo di total bisa 10 kali lipat dari harga jam ini. hahaha &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIPLOMASI BERHASIL!&lt;/span&gt; dapet deh satu lagi swatch alhamdulillah. puas belanja, akhirnya ke ruang tunggunya juga. gak berapa lama terbanglah kami, menuju Chiang Mai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Second Stop: Chiang Mai Airport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://globusjourneys.ca/Maps/2010/IACB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 295px;" src="http://globusjourneys.ca/Maps/2010/IACB.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;keliatan kan di peta Chiang Mai dimana? ya, Chiang Mai adalah kota besar Thailand yang terletak di utara. dekat dengan perbatasan Thailand-Myanmar-China. Chiang Mai, beserta Nakhon Si Thammarat di sebelah selatan, adalah kota terbesar di Thailand setelah Bangkok. padahal Bangkok 40 kali lipat lebih besar dari 2 kota ini. ckckck kayak fenomena jakarta juga rupanya. Chiang Mai sendiri dulunya juga bekas pusat kerajaan. kotanya unik (liat peta kota). mekar dengan bentuk lingkaran karena ada ring road. tapi inti kotanya berbentuk kotak. (konon) dulunya disitu benteng ato istana gitu jadi ada kanal biar musuh gak gampang masuk. makanya bentuknya kotak. keliatan kan tuh ada air bentuknya kotak. itu tuh kanalnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mrleecompany.com/home/images/img/chiangmai/map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 238px;" src="http://www.mrleecompany.com/home/images/img/chiangmai/map.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oke kembali ke airport. ternyata ya airportnya kecil meski internasional. mirip banget sama minangkabau international airport. ruang tunggunya panjang dengan gate ada banyak berjejer. jadinya kalo ada yang boarding sama turun dari pesawat keliatan bak peragawati di catwalk. untuk transprt ke hotel, bokap awalnya nyarter 2 taksi harganya 240 bath. ya ampun kami di antrian nomer 11. karena lama, gw disuruh bokap nanya taksi kijang gitu. eh cuma 180 bath. langsung deh kami gak jadi ambil 2 taksi itu terus naik yang taksi. masih ditawar lagi malah sama bokap jadi 150 bath. ckckck. dari airport, kami menuju novotel (sekarang jadi mercure) Chiang Mai. ternyata gak jauh-jauh amat lo. 10 menit nyampe. sempet lewat pusat kota. ternyata bener loh disitu dulu jadi pusat kerajaan. kanal-kanalnya masih ada. tapi sekarang udah berubah entah jadi sungai atau danau itu tapi ada air mancur jadinya cantik. di sebelah kanal itu ada bekas-bekas tembok benteng atau istananya gitu. keren deh jadi kayak kebawa ke masa lalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Third Stop: Mercure Hotel Chiang Mai, (finally) Muslim Restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hotelnya gede. langsung gandeng sama supermarket pula. jadi abis taro barang, kami ke supermarket buat beli makanan. taunya ... S&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPERMARKETNYA UDAH MAU TUTUP!&lt;/span&gt; ya ampun padahal masih jam 8. jadi kami beli bekal makanan survival (roti selai keripik air mineral dkk). tapi karena laper banget, kami akhirnya ngelayap lagi abis naro belanjaan tadi di kamar. ya ampun jalannya udah sepi. nyusurin jalan yang keliatan cuma toko tutup sama atm 24 jam. ada restoran tapi kami takut pas liat daging digantung. pas jalan, gw ngeliat orang pake kerudung lagi kerja di restoran. wow restoran muslim finally. langsung lah kami nanya ini resto muslim bukan. kata dia bukan. yaaah. terus nanya lagi dia tau gak resto muslim. terus dia nunjukkin satu arah tapi kami cengo semua gak ngerti terus takut nyasar. akhirnya kami dianterin sama ibu-ibu itu. aaaaaaah baik banget ibunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ternyata restorannya masuk ke jalan kecil di deket ruko. eh kirain langsung restorannya taunya disitu ada pasar tradisional. jangan bayangin kayak pasar di jakarta karena pasarnya bersih bangeeeeet. meskipun ada daging digantung dan jualan sayuran segar tapi jalannya gak becek terus gak ada sampah. ckckck bersihnya orang thailand ternyata sampe ke perbatasan ya. tapi kami mujur. ternyata restonya gak masuk ke pasar itu. tapi di ruko yang ngadep ke pasar itu. kirain resto beneran taunya warung makan sederhana standard yang jualan nasi goreng, kwetiau, dkk itu loh. pas kami dateng aja penjualnya lagi ngenet. maklumlah kan itu ruko. rumah sama toko gabung. kami pertama ngetes dulu dia islam apa enggak. "assalamualaikum", kata bokap. "walaikumsalam", kata dia. terus di dindingnya ada tulisan arab gitu. wah cincay lah beneran muslim. terus ibu yang nganterin tadi pamit pergi. kami bilang terima kasih ke dia berkali-kali saking senengnya. langsung lah si penjual itu masak nasi goreng ama kwetiau. gak begitu enak sih emang standar gitu rasanya. tapi buat kami itu kayak makan fine dining. iyalah selama 5 hari makan cuma fast food sama roti mie gelas doang. hmm murah pula. kami ber-6 cuma 50 ribu! abis makan, kami balik ke hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamar hotelnya gede loh. tau kan twin bed, ada meja rias, meja kerja, pake karpet, ada bath tub di kamar mandi. acara tv nya mantap pula ada hallmark sama axn. nungguin 'the nanny' jam 11 di hallmark, kami nonton 'so you think you can dance?' dulu di axn. ajegile yang dance jago-jago banget deh ga boong. mana guest star nya lady gaga lagi ckckck. setelah acara itu abis, kami ganti hallmark. dan ternyata ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'THE NANNY' GAK MAIIIIN!&lt;/span&gt; yang main malah 'merlin'. jadi bete banget gara-gara udah lama nungguin eh malah gak main. saking betenya ketiduran deh. tapi tetep seneng juga sih soalnya ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ACARA TEVE NYA GAK DI DUBBING! HIP HIP HOORAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: meskipun kamarnya bagus dan gede, kayaknya hotelnya udah lama deh. air keran warnanya agak kemerahan terus bau karat. yang serem bunyi flush toiletnya. bunyinya jegleg seeeeeeeeeer gede banget. kayak mau ngisep orang gitu. intinya, begitu selese pipis, teken tombol, terus lari kenceng-kenceng saking takutnya sama bunyi itu. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued...)&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/1303863925800716297-5688256773085810064?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/5688256773085810064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=5688256773085810064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5688256773085810064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5688256773085810064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/01/bangkok-chiang-mai.html' title='Bangkok - Chiang Mai'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-8673069240430598563</id><published>2010-01-18T21:55:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:57:07.505+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan-jalan'/><title type='text'>The Grand Journey (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(Still) Fourth Day (4 Jan 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fourth Stop: Golden Mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampe di golden mountain, akhirnya oh akhirnya kesialan menerjang kami. oke ya ini golden mountain. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAH MANE NIH SUNGAINYA?&lt;/span&gt; aduh udah sedih banget deh kami. mana udah capek lagi. semangat sedikit bangkit pas theme song 'tuninut tuninut tuninu ninunut' terdengar. es krim wall's! hem asik juga rehat sejenak sambil makan es krim. ternyata golden mountain itu semacam taman. dengan kuil terletak di puncak. pas kami bengong, ada tuk tuk nganggur. bokap udah putus asa disamperin lah itu tuk tuk. ditanya kan berapa nih ke M.B.K. siap dengan angka ratusan bath, supirnya jawab, "10 bath. for 2 tuk tuk. your family is big." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAH? LAH JAMAN MANE TUH NAEK BAJAJ 3 REBU?&lt;/span&gt; padahal menurut peta jaraknya jauh loh. ini udah jauh, orangnya banyak, 2 tuk tuk, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KOK BISA YA CUMA 10 BATH?&lt;/span&gt;. bokap agak-agak bimbang tapi karena semua udah pada lemes, diteken lah ama bokap. terus kami disuruh nunggu dia manggil temennya. jadi duduklah kami sekali lagi, menikmati desir angin, kicau burung, dan es krim yang mulai meleleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fifth Stop: Toko Perhiasan dan Toko Sutra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 menit kemudian, dia dateng bawa temennya. terus dia bilang mampir dulu ya kemana gitu mau isi bensin. kami sih oke-oke aja, udah tersihir 10 bath dan kenikmatan 1 tuk tuk 3 orang. dan ternyata ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KAMI KENA TIPU LAGI&lt;/span&gt; (tapi menyenangkan buat nyokap). kami dibawa ke toko perhiasan! oalah ternyata dia udah kongkalikong sama tokonya biar dapet persenan. pantesan aje cuma 10 bath! nasi udah jadi bubur, masuklah kami kesana sekalian ngadem. wow disana banyak banget perhiasan dipajang. dari emas, perak, sampe pake batu-batuan macam rubi safir ada. nyokap dengan sigap menuju pojok. oh oke salah. menuju rak 'promotion item'. eyalow kegaet juga nih emak gw. dia heboh pilih-pilih cincin ama bokap. kami ber-empat udah meganging perut yang kruyuk-kruyuk dari tadi. jam 2 siang meen! terakhir makan jam 8 pagi cuma setangkup roti sama mi gelas. ya pantes ajalah. gak berapa lama, nyokap selese milih. kebelilah satu cincin. kisaran 5000 bath lah. abis bagian perhiasan nih ya, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EH MASIH ADA LAGI BAGIAN SOUVENIR&lt;/span&gt;. ya Allah ya Rabbi emang ye yang namanya cewek. nyokap gw masih aja liat-liat. gw, dan adek-adek gw, udah mau pingsan saking lapernya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ceritanya udah kan nih si supir udah dapet bagiannya. terus dia bilang temennya belom dapet  'komisi' jadi ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KAMI HARUS KE SATU TOKO LAGI!&lt;/span&gt; ya tuhan ... gw langsung merasa ibis nana hotel yang kamarnya imut kayak surga firdaus dibandingkan neraka yang sedang terjadi. tapi mau gimana lagi kami jajal lah toko kedua. kali ini yang punya orang India. isinya kain-kain sutra beserta produk olahan macam baju, sarung bantal, dkk juga ada barang souvenir lagi. ya ampuun. harganya mahal banget ga boong. 2 kali lipat dari harga di chatuchak kemaren. tapi karena kami musti beli, nyokap akhirnya dengan sukarela (atau senang hati lebih tepatnya), beli baju sutra yang udah jadi. yak tergeseklah sekali lagi kartu kredit itu. gw dan adek-adek gw? bete setengah mampus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sixth Stop: (finally) M.B.K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abis belanja di 2 toko itu, supir tuk tuk kami sumringah bukan buatan. ya iyalah misalnya aja nih ya komisi dia 2,5%. udah dapet dah tuh minimal 150 bath. ckckck. jadi dia nganterin kami dengan senang hati. nunjukkin ini gedung anu itu kuil anu, terus bilang good luck berkali-kali buat keluarga kami. kita ya cuma amin-amin aja lah. udah pada capek marah-marah. apalagi nyokap gw. capek dan puas lah pastinya. di M.B.K., kami makan KFC lagi! idih gila ya KFC gak pernah sesedap itu. setiap butir nasi, secarik daging ayam, seteguk pepsi kami syukuri dengan penuh khidmat karena jam makan yang notabene jadi makan sore karena udah jam 4. selese KFC, nyokap gw kayaknya udah full charge dia masih mau ngider-ngider lagi. kali ini bokap mendukung aksi kami, selaku pihak anak-anak tertindas, untuk menghentikan segala macam tindakan shopping. jadi akhirnya cuma mampir di outlet donut buat bekel di hotel. abis itu kami cao deh balik ke hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pas kami nunggu tuk-tuk, ada pengumuman gitu di poster dari polisi turis thailand. inti dari pengumumannya adalah &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HARAP LAPORKAN PADA KAMI APABILA ANDA DIBAWA KE TEMPAT PERHIASAN ATAU BARANG ANTIK LAINNYA!&lt;/span&gt; gw, capek dan putus asa, bersabda dalam hati, "ya tuhan miris banget nasib hamba-Mu baru liat ini pengumuman sekarang. kalo dari tadi kan kagak bakalan tuh bete terus manyun ngeliatin nyokap belanja". terus gw ngasi tau nyokap tuh plang pengumuman. eh nyokap masih ada energi untuk membela kegiatan shoppingnya, "ah itu kan kalo tempatnya palsu. tempat tadi ada sertifikatnya kok perhiasannya. cuek aja kali". zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Stop: Ibis Nana Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huff finally nyampe hotel. akhirnya bisa tiduran sambil nonton tv. ngeliatin v channel, eh ada 'bad romance'-nya lady gaga untuk entah keberapa kali. ganti channel ke channel film, ada indiana jones. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AKHIRNYA KAGAK DI DUBBING!&lt;/span&gt; puas banget deh nontonnya padahal indiana jones yang jadul. indiana jones abis ganti channel ke channel india. eh ada film setan gitu. tapi bukannya takut, gw malah ngakak. lah orang setannya kayak itu tuh naga, ular, dan binatang mistik lain di sinetron gaib di sebuah stasiun teve indonesia. duh jadi kangen indonesia! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Krungthep itu cuma singkatan loh. nama asli Bangkok adalah Krungthepmahanakhonbowonrattanakosinmahintaraayutthayamahadilokpopnopparatratchathaniburiromudomratchaniwetmahasatthanamonpimanavatansathirsakkathatityanishukamphasit. weuh gw ngetiknya aja 3 menit! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued...)&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/1303863925800716297-8673069240430598563?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/8673069240430598563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=8673069240430598563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/8673069240430598563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/8673069240430598563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/01/grand-journey-part-2.html' title='The Grand Journey (Part 2)'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-3713168402719587009</id><published>2010-01-18T20:49:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T19:52:55.226+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan-jalan'/><title type='text'>The Grand Journey (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hari pertama, udah ribet naik taksi. hari kedua, udah muter-muter naik mobil. hari ketiga, puas naik skytrain sampe overstay. hari keempat ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NAIK KAPAL SAMA TUK TUK DOOOONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fourth Day (4 Jan 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesel gara-gara ngeliat Grand Palace cuma temboknya doang di hari kedua, hari ini kami gigih mau ke Grand Palce lagi. tapi rutenya beda. dulu nyewa mobil, sekarang kami mau naik skytrain lagi ke Saphan Taksin Station terus kita carter kapal nyusurin sungai Chao Phraya terus turun di pelabuhan deket Grand Palace. ckckck sounds great. jadi pergilah kami. menjelajahi Bangkok untuk terakhir kalinya karena besok kami cabut ke Chiang Mai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First Stop: Saphan Taksin Station, Pier near Saphan Taksin Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turun dari Saphan Taksin, kami langsung nyari travel agent buat nyarter kapal. eh langsung ada kiosnya di stasiunnya. ternyata mahal loh. 600 bath (sekitar 180 ribu) per orang! itu pun buat kapal yang rame-rame, bukan private. jadi mulailah taktik turis keluar: melas untuk entah keberapa kali demi tarif murah. kami bujuk mbak-mbaknya sampe ngomong thai segala (meski gak jelas). teuteup aja dia keukeuh. oke sekarang pake taktik anak-anak. gw ama Ibnu pura-pura sebel gamau. Iqbal Idham siap-siap nangis. masih keukeuh juga. akhirnya nyokap entah dengan cara apa minta dianterin ke bosnya. eh ternyata kantornya masih di stasiun itu juga. negosiasi alot terjadi antara ortu gw versus travel agent. dan sekali lagi dewi fortuna tersenyum genit pada kami, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KAMI DAPET DISKON!&lt;/span&gt; yang tadinya kami harus bayar 4 jadinya bayar 3 aja. yang tadinya 600 bath per orang naik kapal rame-rame jadi dapet kapal private. saking senengnya, kami sampe foto-foto sama mbak-mbak travel agent itu (hahaha). sambil bilang, "khorb koon khorb koon" (terima kasih dalam bahasa thai). emang paling cihuy dah ortu gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Second Stop: Chao Phraya River, Wat Arun (Temple of Dawn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://freelargephotos.com/100857_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 146px;" src="http://freelargephotos.com/100857_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kami naik long-tailed boat yang udah pake mesin. bunyinya gujruk-gujruk setiap dia ngegas. sungainya? keren bangeeet! luas, bersih (cuma ada sampah dedaunan), pemandangan hotel-hotel elite yang ngadep ke sungai, kapal-kapal yang berseliweran. belum lagi angin yang menderu, cipratan air setiap kapalnya gujruk-gujruk ngebut. intinya gw bergumam dalam hati, "Ya Allah Yang Maha Pemurah, tolong buatlah ke-13 sungai di jakarta jadi kayak gini. minimal ciliwung ajaaa. amin". Tour guide nya bisa english. tapi tetep, logatnya aneh. udah bunyi kapal, bunyi angin, ngomongnya cepet, alhasil gak jelas deh dia ngomong apa. tapi pemandangannya, sekali lagi, sangaaaaat menghibur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.globalwanderings.co.uk/countries/thailand/bangkok/wat_arun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 243px;" src="http://www.globalwanderings.co.uk/countries/thailand/bangkok/wat_arun.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baru 30 menit naik kapal, kami berhenti di Wat Arun. terletak di tepi barat sungai Chao Phraya, daerah ini lebih sering disebut Thonburi. meskipun sekarang termasuk daerah Bangkok, Thonburi punya sejarah sendiri looo. Thonburi awalnya ibukota kerajaan Siam sebelum pindah ke Krungthep, kota di pesisir timur Chao Phraya. Sekarang Krungthep berganti nama jadi Bangkok. pas di Wat Arun, mulailah guide kami cerita. awalnya kerajaan Thailand beribukota di Sukhothai. karena kurang strategis, ibukota dipindah ke Ayutthaya. Kota yang berbentuk pulau, dibentengi sungai Chao Phraya secara alami. Sayangnya, Ayutthaya berhasil direbut oleh bangsa Burma saat mereka mengintervensi Siam. Oleh karena itu, ibukota dipindahkan ke Thonburi oleh King Taksin. saat ibukota berada di Thonburi itulah, Wat Arun dibangun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat Arun adalah candi. dibuat dari keramik yang didatangkan dari China. sampai saat ini masih digunakan untuk acara keagamaan. disekelilingnya masih ada pemukiman untuk biksu dan kuil-kuil lainnya. tentu untuk kepentingan keagamaan. Wat Arun terbagi jadi tiga tingkat. tangganya curam banget ga boong. naik sih oke cuma keringetan. perjuangan ke atas terbalas oleh view nya keren banget. lah pas turun, kami pada parno semua. udah tangganya curam, eh bule di belakang towel-towel minta duluan. yee ngantri nape lu kite aje orang Indonesia tau ngantri. fuuh untungnya kami turun dengan selamat dan sukses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari Wat Arun, kami menjelajahi kanal-kanal yang masih berfungsi di Thonburi. Sumpah ya itu keren banget. bayangin lo punya rumah tapi pas buka pintu langsung sungai. sampe-sampe sekolah di pinggir kanal itu anter jemputnya pake kapal. keren banget lah. Airnya gak bening sih memang tapi sampah yang ada ya cuma semacam dedaunan ato lumut. bahkan sesekali ada biawak berenang ato berjemur. juga ada pedagang asongan yang jalan-jalan eh dayung perahu maksudnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puas jelajahin kanal-kanal itu, kami balik lagi ke Chao Phraya. ternyata harus ngantri buat ngelewain pintu air karena ketinggian kanal sama Chao Phraya beda. waktu nunggu ngantri, kami ngomongin lagi mau kemana. bokap gw tiba-tiba gak semangat lagi ke Grand Palace. alesannya, toh isinya mirip-mirip sama Wat Arun. padahal sih bokap gw kena kram betis gara-gara tadi naik tangga Wat Arun. kita sih manggut-manggut aja. terus kita nanya guidenya enaknya kemana. kata dia mending ke Wat Pho. terletak pas di seberangnya Grand Palace, didalemnya ada patung budha emas berbaring dengan ukuran yang gede. nyokap gw langsung semangat. dia ngomong heboh ampe diliatin bule kalo dia kesitu 10 taun lalu ama bokap dan Ibnu terus pingin liat lagi. oke akhirnya kami pilih kesitu. dari situ kemana? nyokap ternyata mau ke M.B.K., semacam mangga dua di jakarta. terus kami nanya gimana caranya kesana. kata dia sih paling asik dari wat pho kami naik tuk tuk ke golden mountain. dari sana naik perahu lagi nyusurin kanal sampe ke jalan phetchaburi kalo gak salah. dari situ tinggal jalan kaki. wow bakalan sik tuh kayaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Third Stop: Wat Pho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUg6dveHfKw/SHw5yNoholI/AAAAAAAACp0/1HyeKdALQ1s/s400/Wat%2BPho.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUg6dveHfKw/SHw5yNoholI/AAAAAAAACp0/1HyeKdALQ1s/s400/Wat%2BPho.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuh ada fotonya hasil gugel. gede banget kan patungnya? warnanya emas lagi. di dalem rame banget sama turis. belum lagi ada wisata anak-anak sekolah kesana. orang thainya doang yang anteng. dateng ke patung ini untuk sembahyang. untuk turis, ternyata musti bayar tiket 50 bath buat masuk. buat orang thai gratis. puas foto-foto, kami pergi ke luar dan mencari tuk-tuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ternyata eh ternyata turis emang mangsa empuk buat ditipu. pas kami nanya berapa ke golden mountain, eh supirnya dia bilang 200 bath! eh buset sejak kapan coba naik (sejenis) bajaj nyampe 60 ribu? untungnya tadi guide kami bilang tarif normalnya gak nyampe 100 bath. jadi kami nanya-nolak nanya-nolak sampe akhirnya ada tuk-tuk baik hati yang ngasi tarif murah cuma 60 bath. okelah 60 bath ber-6. karena eh karena tuk-tuk cuma lebih besar dikit dari bajay, bayangin dong kalo diisi 6 orang. yang dapet duduk gw nyokap bokap. ibnu duduk di lante sambil manyun. iqbal dipangku. dimanakah Idham? believe it or not, dia mengorbankan diri duduk di atas aki di samping supir. gw ama bokap udah ngakak aja ngeliat dia duduk disitu anteng. malah supirnya yang parno, tiap belokan dipegangin terus si Idham takut jatoh. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued..)&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/1303863925800716297-3713168402719587009?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/3713168402719587009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=3713168402719587009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/3713168402719587009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/3713168402719587009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/01/grand-journey.html' title='The Grand Journey (Part 1)'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUg6dveHfKw/SHw5yNoholI/AAAAAAAACp0/1HyeKdALQ1s/s72-c/Wat%2BPho.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-8901176466539974145</id><published>2010-01-17T20:42:00.013+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T19:51:25.708+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan-jalan'/><title type='text'>Sightseeing, (still) at Bangkok</title><content type='html'>Hari kedua bener-bener deraan banget dah gara-gara bahasa. eh giliran hari ketiga kena sial gara-gara kami maruk. tapi hari ketiga lumayan asik loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Third Day (3 Jan 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://normannorman.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/skytrain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 151px;" src="http://normannorman.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/skytrain.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hari ini, kami sekeluarga kapok nyewa mobil. udah mahal eh sopir nya gak tau english pula. lagian pingin ngerasain juga bangkok dari sisi lain. so we picked the skytrain! sebenernya sih kereta doang tapi berjalan diatas. agak-agak seperti kereta jakarta daerah cikini, gondangdia, gambir sebenernya. tapi jauh lebih bersih, lebih cepet, dan lebih dingin. stasiunnya juga tergolong rapi. mirip mrt di singapore lah. tapi seluruhnya diatas. oke pertama kita liat yo petanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.asiahotelpromotion.com/photos/bangkok_skytrain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 273px;" src="http://www.asiahotelpromotion.com/photos/bangkok_skytrain.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;agak-agak kurang jelas ya? oke bisa liat &lt;a href="http://www.asiahotelpromotion.com/photos/bangkok_skytrain.jpg"&gt;disini&lt;/a&gt; kok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First Stop: Siam Station, Mall Siam Paragon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi pertama kami naik dari nana station. terus berhenti di siam station. centralnya tuh ceritanya. keluarnya eh langsung mall 3 biji bederet nyambung. kami pilihnya mall siam paragon. dan ternyata ... MALL SANA GAK BEDA-BEDA AMAT YE AMA YANG DI JAKARTE. ya gitu2 aja mallnya. semacam grand indonesia lah ya kan dia di bagian pusatnya tuh. bokap nyokap beli seperangkat peralatan mandi yang didiskon buat mereka sama temen bokap yang mesen. hah ape anaknya dapet ape? gw sih ngarep aja gak berani hahaha. nah bener kan tuh gw gak dapet. jadi abis itu kita makan. dan sekali lagi ya pren ... di KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuwuwu tapi kami ga bosen loh. abisan mau makan nasi dimana lagi coba? nyari yang halal susah. tadinya mau burger king tapi dia majang poster gede2, "chicken, bla bla bath. beef, bla bla bath. PORK, BLA BLA BATH". okey babay burger king, see you in jakarta! eh tapi disini KFCnya lebih mahal dari yang di carrefour kemaren. haha mall nya di pusat sih ya. abis itu, kita ke semacam seaworld nya gitu. keren deh tempatnya langsung di basement mall nya. tapi masuknya mahal boo ... 2000-an bath per orang (kira-kira 600-an ribu). yah jadi kami ke toko souvenirnya dan ... kalap belanja (lagi).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis dari semacam seaworld itu, kami muterin mallnya. dari atas ampe bawah dijajal. liat blackberry, ya ampun murahan di Indonesia! terus ada promo vcd ama dvd. gw pun menjadi sangat kalap pingin nambah koleksi. OMG ada james bond edisi koleksi dari awal ampe yang terakhir, quantum of solace. tapi karena gw takut sub-titlenya huruf thai (yang susah setengah mati untuk dibedain antar huruf satu dan yang lain) jadinya gw gak beli deh. liat bioskopnya juga. eh bioskopnya gede loooh. htmnya pun mirip-mirip di indonesia. disana malah 'did you hear about the morgans?' udah main. tapi ... JUDULNYA AJA UDAH HURUF THAI. jadi ada gambar sarah jessica parker ama hugh grant terus ada huruf nya gitu deh. hem hilang sudah selera. sempet mau main boling juga. tapi mahaaaal. jadi baliklah kami ke siam station lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Second Stop: Muter-muter Naik Skytrain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah ini termasuk hobi keluarga gw kalo ke luar negeri. jadi kami beli tiket kereta yang menuju rumah. tapi kami gak langsung pulang. dijajalin dulu semua rutenya. kan gratis asal gak keluar dari stasiunnya. kayak sistem busway lah. jadi mulailah kami menjajali rute ini. pertama dari siam station ke national stadium station. dari sana, kami menyusuri silom line ke arah wongwian yai di sebelah selatan bangkok, menyebrangi sungai Chao Phraya. (di peta itu belum ada deng wongwian yai hehe). dari national stadium, pemandangannya keren-keren. ada erawan shrine yang rame banget padahal sebelahan sama hyatt hotel, ada lumphini park yang gede banget. seluas monas kayaknya. kalo kita adanya monas, di lumphini park adanya King Rama VI Statue. terlihat ada orang lagi bersembahyang disana. persis kayak pas kemaren kami ke King Rama V Statue. orang-orang juga bersembahyang disana dan terlihat sangat menghormati raja-raja tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.phonebookoftheworld.com/thailand/city/city-of-bangkok-lumphini-park-by-terence-ong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 204px;" src="http://www.phonebookoftheworld.com/thailand/city/city-of-bangkok-lumphini-park-by-terence-ong.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dari wongwian yai, kami balik lagi ke siam. dari siam, giliran sukhumvit line nih yang dijajal. ke Mo Chit atau On Nut ya? akhirnya kami pilih Mo Chit soalnya On Nut arah pulang. Mo Chit Station adalah stasiun yang paling utara. deket banget sama chatuchak weekend market. dari Mo Chit, kami ke arah On Nut. sempet turun di Victory Monument Station buat foto-foto dari stasiun ke arah monumennya (teuteup dong gamau rugi turun dari stasiun. narsis gratiiiiiis!). Setelah foto-foto, lanjut deh ke On Nut. di On Nut, ternyata ada kios yang jualan loh. sebelumnya kan yang gw liat cuma kios atm, money changer, ato 7 eleven. lah ini pedagang buka lapak jualan jam palsu. adek gw dapetlah saking murahnya (80 bath cing!). setelah puas belanja, naik lagi kereta menuju Nana Station. fuuh akhirnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Third Stop: Nana Station, McD, 7 Eleven, Ibis Nana Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw sebenernya udah ada feeling nih. lah kok tumben ya hari ini gak ada kejadian sial. ternyata ketiban juga akhirnya di Nana Station. KAMI GAK BISA KELUAR! Ada apa ini ya Allah. terus kita tanya akhirnya ke petugasnya setelah puas kartu ditolak berkali-kali. setelah dia ngomong (english tapi tetep aja mesti lambat biar kami ngerti), ternyata ... KAMI OVERSTAY! jadi  ya ternyata disini beda sama singapore. disini dibatesin katanya cuma boleh 2 jam. huakakkaka ya iyalah kami overstay orang kita udah ngejelajahin ampe ujung-ujungnya. terus kami tanya kan solusinya? eh disuruh bayar denda. 240 bath! mulailah naluri turis beraksi. bokap nyokap keukeuh gamau bayar denda. rugi dong 70 ribuan gara-gara gini doang! akhirnya kami melas-melas sambil pasang muka cengo gak ngerti dia ngomong apa. petugasnya jengah kali ye ngadepin kami. dipanggilnya pak kepala stasiun (atau sejenis itulah), waduh englishnya bagus nih. agak-agak susah dong kami tipu. jadi kami tetep pura-pura miskin, pura-pura gatau (emang gatau deng), ampe adek gw udah siap pura-pura nangis. yeaah dibebasin deh akhirnya wikikikikik. emang paling bisa yee keluarga gueee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah akting kami teruji kualitasnya, kami menuju McD deket hotel. Bokap, gw, Iqbal pesen Mcd. Nyokap, Ibnu, Idham ke sebelah beli makanan di 7 eleven. setelah bekal terbeli. pulanglah kami ke hotel, dengan rasa berdosa (karena udah nipu), rasa bangga (karena 'berhasil' nipu), rasa puas (jalan-jalan keliling Bangkok naik kereta cuma 20 bath doang!!! puas banget pastinya), dan rasa lapar serta dehidrasi (karena di kereta tadi 2 jam lebih kami gak makan gak minum soalnya dilarang).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Malemnya di hotel, gw nonton teve lagi. kali ini 28 days later. teuteup ngakak lah pasti . orang dikejer zombie malah teriak, "cang men cong ring cung!". huakakakakak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued..)&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/1303863925800716297-8901176466539974145?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/8901176466539974145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=8901176466539974145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/8901176466539974145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/8901176466539974145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/01/sightseeing-still-at-bangkok.html' title='Sightseeing, (still) at Bangkok'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-8470718711515770185</id><published>2010-01-17T18:20:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T19:48:29.382+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan-jalan'/><title type='text'>English Pleaseeee!</title><content type='html'>Oke setelah hari pertama yang cukup mengenaskan, mari kita mulai hari kedua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Second Day (2 Jan 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari kedua, keluarga gw parno naek taksi lagi gara-gara kejadian kemaren. akhirnya bokap mutusin buat rental mobil ama sopirnya sekalian. mahal juga sih. 2500 Bath! setara dengan rate semalem nginep di hotelnya (Ibis Nana Hotel). tapi daripada nyasar terus ketemunya nyang nying nyong nyeng lagi jadi yaudah deh rental mobil. dan ternyata ... SOPIRNYA JUGA KAGAK BISA ENGLISH! oalah. jadi biar gak bingung, kami minta resepsionis hotelnya buat ngasi tau sipirnya kami mau kemana aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First Stop: Chatuchak Weekend Market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menempati urutan pertama dalam Top 10 buku panduan bokap gw, kesanalah kami meluncur. terletak di utara bangkok, Chatuchak itu kalo di jakarta semacem ama tanah abang. bedanya, (konon) barangnya lebih banyak lagi macemnya. dari bunga buat sembahyang, patung-patung dan ornamen Budha, oleh-oleh standar macem gantungan kunci, ampe rubik yang lagi in banget sekarang bertebaran di jakarta (ternyata in juga ya disana hahaha). tapi entah kenapa, kita kok malah dibawa ke semacem ITC nya gitu ya? padahal kalo di buku panduan bokap gw, pasarnya tuh beneran pasar yang terbuka gitu. tapi yaudah deh jabanin. abisan kami gatau sih gimana cara ngasi tau supirnya buat ke chatuchak yang beneran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertama masuk langsung kerasa banget nuansa ITC-nya. tau kan. kios-kios yang kecil, jualan di lorong, barang dagangan yang ampe ke lorong-lorong. tapi disana lebih rapi dari ITC. dan kurang rame. baru jalan dikit eh ketemu toko souvenir. langsung deh kami bertiga (ortu dan gw. maklum aja naluri shopping adek gw masih tumpul) semangat pilih-pilih sambil nanya harga. mbaknya bisa english pula makin klop lah. gw akhirnya milih sumpit. bokap dan nyokap gw banyak banget jenisnya ampe lupa gw. terjadilah tawar menawar. dan naluri ke-Indonesia-an kami bangkit: tawar terus ampe poooooool. mbak-mbaknya udah menangis, meraung, menjerit (oke lebay) takut rugi. dia bilang, "OMG your family such a tough bargainer". yeh mbaknya belom pernah ke indonesia nih. hahaha. abis itu, sempet muter di beberap toko lagi. tapi karena adek-adek gw udah merengek minta makan dan emang udah dapet oleh-olehnya. yo wes kita cabut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Second stop: (believe it or not) KFC plus Carrefour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emang paling-paling sejagad deh keluarga gw. setelah naluri menawar terpuaskan, giliran perut mulai minta nasi. emang dasar orang Indonesia belom ketemu nasi ya belom kenyang. karena kemaren kan makannya cuma burger mcd ditambah roti dkk. jadi kami minta si sopirnya balik ke hotel. disana nurunin oleh-oleh seabrek, sholat, terus minta tolong sama resepsionisnya sekal lagi bilangin bapak sopir bawa kami ke KFC. jadi pergilah kami. eh sopirnya nyasar ke McD. ributlah kami kalo bilang dia nyasar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw: no no, KFC please kentucky fried chicken&lt;br /&gt;sopir: *gak ngerti&lt;br /&gt;bokap nyokap: not McD please. we already had that yesterday&lt;br /&gt;sopir: *gak ngerti&lt;br /&gt;adek gw: not the clown resto. the grandpa-with-beard-resto pleasee&lt;br /&gt;sopir: *angguk-angguk kepala tanda mengerti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya tuhan, ternyata emang jadi simbol universal ya itu si kakek jenggot. beberapa menit kemudian ketemu deh KFCnya. nyokap gw lagi. jauh lebih girang soalnya ADA CARREFOUR. OMG jauh-jauh beribu kilo ke thailand, ke carrefour juga akhirnya. nyokap gw ngeles alesan minuman di KFC kan mahal. jadilah gw dan adek gw diutus beli. dan sekali lagi ya boo.. KASIRNYA GAK BISA ENGLISH. dia terus-terusan bilang, "kedi kaa? kedi kaa?". gw ama adek gw bengong setengah mati. kenapa ini beli air mineral 4 botol aja hebring banget dia ngomong. barulah pas kami keluarin duit, dia bilang, "no kedi kaa haa?". oooh ternyata kedi kaa itu credit card subhanallah banget deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis itu, kami turun ke KFC. hum gila langsung ngiler berat pas liat nasi. jadilah gw ama adek gw langsung duduk tenang mengambil jatah. KFC disana beda lo. pertama, orang kebanyakan makan pake sendok dan garpu. kami, yang orang Indonesia, kan udah biasa pake tangan jadi pake tanganlah kami menyerbu ayam-ayam malang itu. orang-orang pada ngeliatin aja kami makan. kami sih cuek beibeh saking lapernya. kedua, bentuk ayam sama nasinya beda. nasinya gak begitu lengket kayak di indonesia. dan ini nih yang paling nyusahin, SAMBELNYA GAK PEDES. ternyata ya sambal bangkok itu beneran pedes manis. malahan sambal bangkok nya indofood lebih pedes. tapi ya karena udah laper dijabanin ajalah hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis itu, kami sekeluarga ke carrefour lagi. nyokap, yang gairah belanjanya tak kunjung padam, mulai lah beraksi. dia beli kaos thailand, yang mahal kalo beli di chatuchak. adek gw sibuk banget pengen sendal katanya crocsnya udah kecil bikin lecet (cih..). gw ama bokap sebaliknya. mencari lagi kebutuhan makan standar (roti selai keripik dkk). abis itu, kami pergi lagi deh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Third Stop: Wat Phra Kaew a.k.a Grand Palace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand Palace masuk Top 10 nya thailand juga nih. dulunya raja tinggal disini. sejak dibuka untuk umum, rajanya pindah ke chitralada palace, agak lebih ke timur laut lagi. pas nyampe sana, adek gw semangat mau ngasih makan burung. buset pergi aja ke taman suropati juga banyak. pas kami mau masuk, ternyata ... UDAH TUTUP. jadi ternyata istana ini tutup jam 4 sore. huhu ya sudahlah kami hanya foto-foto temboknya aja. sekalian ngeliatin traditional street artist yang keren banget. adek gw ampe gak semangat lagi kasih makan burung. nyokap gw masih belum puas banget. jadi pergilah kami ke jembatan yang dari jauh keren banget. namanya Rama VIII Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fourth Stop: Rama VIII Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hampir mirip sebenernya sama jembatan layang yang di bandung itu. tapi tiangnya tinggiiii banget. mana bawahnya sungai Chao Phraya yang bersih, cantik, dan rame kapal lewat. sebenernya sih dilarang stop diatas jembatan itu tapi supir kami baik hati sekaliii. dia berhentiin mobil terus kami foto-foto deh sebentar. nah mulailah kami bernarsis ria hehe. abis itu, berakhirlah sightseeing kami di Bangkok pake mobil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malemnya di hotel, ya cuma bisa nonton teve. parahnya ya, hampir semua acara di dubbbing ke thai. aduh intinya kami nonton orphan tapi malah ngakak karena logatnya. music and lyrics yang diperanin hugh grant sama drew barrymore juga didubbing. untung pas nyanyi the way back into love nya gak didubbing. kalo didubbing, bisa-bisa kami digedor tetangga sebelah saking seringnya ngakak. sampe kartun-kartun juga didubbing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued..)&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/1303863925800716297-8470718711515770185?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/8470718711515770185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=8470718711515770185&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/8470718711515770185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/8470718711515770185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/01/english-pleaseeee.html' title='English Pleaseeee!'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-4794332691892766160</id><published>2010-01-17T08:27:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T19:47:31.931+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan-jalan'/><title type='text'>Amazing Race at Thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nah sesuai janji gw mau cerita2 tentang trip gw ke thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First Day (1 jan 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take off dari bandara soekarno-hatta jam 16.55. nyampe suvarnabhumi airport di Bangkok sekitar setengah 8-an malem. pertama kali nyampe gw langsung cengo kayak orang bego ngeliatin airportnya. maklum aja disana airportnya udah modern sama futuristik banget.  terakhir gw ngeliat airport secanggih ini ya di KLIA. sebenarnya mirip2 terminal 3 soekarno-hatta tapi jauh lebih besar, lebih canggih, dan lebih ramai. garbarata di masing2 gatenya aja ada 2. 1 buat economy class, 1 lagi buat first ama business class. untuk mencapai passport controlnya, gw harus naik travelator yang panjang banget. 3 travelator ada kali. sesampainya di passport control, antrean udah berderet panjang. gak heran, wisatawan di thailand katanya mencapai angka 14 juta! Saking banyaknya turis  sampai gak bisa disensus secara pasti populasi kota Bangkok, "berkisar antara 10 juta, tergantung tingkat kedatangan turis, dan bla bla bla", gitu kata buku panduan yang dibawa bokap. hmm bandingkan sama Indonesia yang turisnya baru mencapai 6 juta. padahal negara kita jauh lebih luas dan lebih banyak obyek wisatanya ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selesai passport control, kita ke baggage claim. abis ambil barang, barulah kita nyari taksi. karena keluarga gw ber-6 dan jumlah koper juga mencapai 6, jadilah rombongan dibagi 2. gw, nyokap, ama adek gw paling kecil (Idham). bokap ama adek pertama (Ibnu) dan adek kedua gw (Iqbal). ceritanya taksi kita udah jalan kan nih. bokap gw entah pede atau apa cuma ngasih tau aja alamat hotelnya. eh tiba2 supir taksinya berenti. dan terjadilah dialog absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supir: "ah we, ah we?".&lt;br /&gt;gw ama nyokap bengong aja berusaha nerjemahin. si Idham udah diam seribu bahasa.&lt;br /&gt;nyokap ke gw: "Oh highway mas Iedo highway. kita ambil highway gak ya? aduh tunggu papa aja deh"&lt;br /&gt;nyokap ke supir: "wait for my husband please. I dont know"&lt;br /&gt;supir: "cang reng cong bala ai siki kole"&lt;br /&gt;gw (dalem ati): "ya tuhan"&lt;br /&gt;singkatnya gw akhirnya mengalami salah satu adegan amazing race yang bikin ngakak, ketika para pesertanya pada stres supir taksinya gabisa english.&lt;br /&gt;nyokap ke gw: "duh gimana mas mana taksi papa gak keliatan. gak usah highway aja ya takut gak cukup duitnya"&lt;br /&gt;nyokap ke supir: "no highway, no highway"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abis itu si supir jalan. ngebut parah sumpah kecepatan nya minimum 80 km/jam. gw yang duduk di depan udah dag dig dug der daia. ada mobil di depan eh malah makin di gas. nyokap udah ngomel aja di belakang campur parno. daripada parno takut mati, gw ngeliatin jalan. dan yang gw liat adalah:&lt;br /&gt;1. rambu di jalan tol gt tapi pake huruf latin sama thai, warnanya biru.&lt;br /&gt;2. junction di sepanjang jalan tol. beberapa lebih rumit dari junction-nya tomang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karena gak masuk tol, kami kena beberapa lampu merah (tapi seperti biasa, supir kami masih aja ngebut. buset). melewati daerah sepi (hii serem). sampe akhirnya sampai di daerah Nana, daerah hotelnya. hotel gw ternyata di nana soi road. dan, omg, itu sepanjang jalan bar dan bar dan minimarket (kalo kita yang berkibar alfa mart, disana yang dominan 7 eleven). mirip bali sama jalan jaksa banget deh pokoknya. nyampe hotel ternyata barengan sama taksi bokap gw. bayarnya sama lah kan nyampenya bareng. baru deh pas bokap check-in gw nanya ke ibnu, "nu tadi naek tol gak?". ibnu, "Naik. ampe 2 gerbang tol malah". lah buset taksi bokap gw 2 kali gerbang tol, taksi gw kagak naek tol, TAPI KENAPA BAYARNYA SAMA? kena deh tipuan pertama di thai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emang ya yang namanya sial dibarengi hoki. jadi kita pake bell boy kan ngangkutin koper yang 6 biji gede2 itu (ada loh koper yang beratnya nyampe 23 kilo hahaha). terus kita bayar tip lah. bokap gw nanya uang kecil. adanya 20 baht. gw, "aduh pa 20 baht nih, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;60 ribu&lt;/span&gt;". bokap, "udahlah kasih aja, gak ada duit kecil lagi". jadi gw kasih lah itu 20 baht, sambil agak nyesel 60 ribu ilang gampang banget mana tadi udah ditipu taksi. abis itu, gw ama bokap jalan ke mcd, beliin makanan buat adek-adek dan nyokap gw yang udah tepar abis. sekalian mampir ke minimarket buat beli roti selai keripik dkk buat sarapan besok (sarapan hotel kan mahaaaaal). barulah pas pulang dari minimarket sambil melipir kanan kiri, menghindari penjual daging gak jelas yang digantung, air tumpah gak tau apa, dan ladyboy, bokap gw sadar.&lt;br /&gt;bokap: "mas Iedo, itu tadi harga rotinya berapa?".&lt;br /&gt;gw: "22 baht pa".&lt;br /&gt;bokap: "hah 22 baht? 22 baht berapa sih? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6 ribuan&lt;/span&gt; kan? gak mungkin kan roti 60 ribu. berarti tadi kita ngasi tip ke bell boy cuma 6 ribu dong".&lt;br /&gt;gw: "HAH?! OH IYA YA HIAKAKKAKAK"&lt;br /&gt;pantesan aja tadi muka bell boy nya agak-agak terkejut. gw kira dia shock, "gila ini turis indonesia dermawan banget lah ngasi tip aja 60 ribu keren pisan lah orang indonesia ckckck". ternyata dia shock, "gile kali ye udah barang lu berat, ngasi tip cuma 6 rebu lagi. dapet ape neh 6 rebu hah. DAPET APEEEEE?". huakakkakak. yah kami hanya bisa berdoa semoga bell boy tersebut dapat memaafkan keluarga kami dan mendapat rejeki berlimpah. amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued..)&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/1303863925800716297-4794332691892766160?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/4794332691892766160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=4794332691892766160&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/4794332691892766160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. lebih rajin lagi beribadah buat Allah SWT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ngebahagiain orang tua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. lulus SMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. masuk universitas terbaik, insya Allah FEUI Jurusan Akuntansi. amiiiiin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. nilai kelulusan gak ada yang dibawah 85&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. ngurus ktp, sim, dan pernak-pernik lainnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. bisa bawa mobil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. gaji naik amin amin amin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. dapet kartu atm, kartu debit, kartu kredit, dan kartu-kartu lainnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. koleksi vcd nyampe 150&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. bisnis vcd lancar kalo bisa lebih ampe buka toko malah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. lebih sering nonton film. seminggu sekali kalo bisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. lebih sering baca dan beli buku, termasuk buku-buku buat kuliah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. liburaaaaaaaaan. backpacking sama alvina wahab dkk ke indocina, sama keluarga ke eropa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. dapet beasiswa biar ngeringanin beban ortu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. dapet temen baru tapi tetep kontak-kontakan sama temen lama, for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. both shopping and saving, not shopping with deeply sorrow feeling for wasting money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. ngisi agenda secara rutin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. meraih yang lebih baik di masa depan dengan cara belajar kesalahan di masa lalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, I already have two holiday planning. first, err, okay ... today, no no &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;14 hours again&lt;/span&gt;, I'm leaving jakarta to thailand. in thailand, I'll visit 4 city. bangkok, ayutthaya, chiang mai, and phuket. in march, celebrating me-and-my-mom's birthday (and also for releasing myself from UAN, tee hee), my family will go to singapore. feels really excited. hope I can keep updating my travel-story in this blog. cheeers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2010, DEAREST READERS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood: excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iedo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-8965835900598731033?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/8965835900598731033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=8965835900598731033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/8965835900598731033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/8965835900598731033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2010/01/resolutions-and-hopes.html' title='resolutions and hopes'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-7609382701340073839</id><published>2009-12-07T21:07:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:16:44.389+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suram'/><title type='text'>nyesek day of the year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6 desember 2009 hari yang bikin panas kepala, hati ngilu, keringat mengucur, tapi tetep bikin bibir nyengir. ada apa gerangan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi hari itu ada to simak ui di 81. jadi gw pergi dan sampai setengah 2 sebenernya gak ada kejadian yang menarik kecuali mungkin flu gw yg bener2 bikin ilang konsen pas ngerjain to. jam setengah 2, to udah pada selese. pas keluar ruangan, disuruh ikut pembahasan ato talkshow. damn males juga ya otak udah mumet 4 jam full ngerjain to disuruh pembahasan. jadi gw mpi vicky ama faiz disertai beberapa anak 68 malay lainnya mencoba cabut dengan alasan mau solat, karena mesjidnya deket gerbang. selese solat, udah full power banget mau cabut nih ama mpi vicky faiz eh bajay ga ada. jadi kita berempat mau pulang tapi nebeng bajay. percuma dong cabut tapi ga ada bajay. ditelpon ga bisa-bisa ampe daerah sekitar pager udah kosong kecuali kita. akhirnya kita pindah ke ke kantin karena ga enak ama panitia yang nyuruh masuk, ditambah gita reni aldy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di kantin, kita pada pesen burger. nyesek pertama dimulai, aldy pesen burger tapi ga dateng. tapi gw masih bisa ketawa soalnya bukan gw korbannya (dan gw belom sadar gw bakal jauh lebih nyesek dari aldy). pas di kantin, kita sekalian bahas soal. tiba2 ada wacana naek taksi karena bajay tak kunjung muncul. "lah kan mahal?", kata gw. "orang faiz punya voucher taksi gratis", kata entah siapa. "ya tuhan kenapa ga dari tadi", kata gw dalem ati. jadi kita pindah base lagi ke depan. aldy reni gita pulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di depan, gw mesen taksi mewakili faiz yang malu-malu kucing. disuruh nunggu taksinya setengah jam. oke kita nunggu di mesjid sekalian solat asar. pas mau ke mesjid, mpi masuk ke dalem and guess what? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MPI NEMU BAJAY&lt;/span&gt;. damn yo langsung aja mulut semua orang sibuk memaki. dengan lihainya bajay menghindar, "lah lo pesen taksi? bisa dibatalin ga tuh? udah ama gw aja. daripada naek taksi mahal". jadi gw telpon dan gw batalin. abis itu, bajay minjem hp gw. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dia nelpon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mpi nanya, "supir lo mana?".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bajay, "LAH INI LAGI GW TELPON BIAR KESINI".&lt;/span&gt; UOOOOOOH RASANYA PENGEN GW JEJELIN AJE MUKENYE BAJAY KE LIANG LAHAT. padahal itu taksinya udah dekeeeet. tapi dibatalin gara2 si bajay bangsat. jadi, sekali lagi semua orang memaki bajay dan akhirnya kita pesen taksi lagi. kali ini faiz yang nelpon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nunggu taksi kedua, kita ke mesjid lagi, itu udah sepi tinggal panitia doang. dan mulailah forum dibuka. ngomongin si A lah, gosipin si B lah, hujat guru C lah. pas lagi asik2nya, ada taksi masuk terus keluar. dan satu pemahaman di benak kami berempat, ITU TAKSI KITAAA! semua langsung ngibrit ngejer taksi. vicky di depan memberi komando, gw kedua memberi semangat, faiz ketiga sambil coba-coba nelpon, mpi terakhir dengan langkah gontai-gw-mati-aja-deh. gw ama vicky ngejer ampe kalimalang. tapi taksinya jauh di depan sana. dan entah kenapa, rasanya loncat ke kalimalang kok menggairahkan ya, pikir gw dan vicky. tapi gw sama vicky saling menguatkan. gw bersabda, "vick, bunuh diri disini kagak elit. plaza senayan aja. belom ada yang loncat disana." ditambah telpon dari faiz yang bilang dia udah pesen taksi lagi sambil marah2, akhirnya semangat pulih lagi dan kami balik lagi ke 81.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pas kembali ke 81, yang ternyata jauh tapi tadi gak kerasa, gw ama vicky nemu taksi. taksi *beep* pula yang dipesen si faiz. gw udah pengen maen samber aja tuh taksi. tapi kata vicky, "jangan do. kan faiz udah pesen". jadi gw jalan lagi sambil memandangi taksi itu dengan pandangan rindu dan kangen. di tengah jalan, gw tiba-tiba gak kuat jalan. jadi:&lt;br /&gt;gw bilang ke vicky, "vick, perjuangan gw cuma ampe sini. jangan sia-siain perjuangan kita"&lt;br /&gt;vicky, "... . sampah lo do"&lt;br /&gt;jadi gw jalan lagi karena ternyata vicky gak respek ama penderitaan konotatif gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampe 81, mpi ama faiz ngakak. bangsaaat. kagak tau dia gw udah hernia mau pingsan gara2 lari. jadi kita nunggu lagi. vicky kena hal nyesek lain. bisa dibaca &lt;a href="http://rifkyramadhan.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-exhausting-try-out-day.html"&gt;disini&lt;/a&gt;. terus gw liat 2 taksi merek *beep*. yang satu belok, bukannya lurus ke 81. yang satu malah menjauhi 81. damn gw udah gondok ampe ke ubun-ubun, jadi gw lari ke arah taksi-taksi itu. yang belok pas gw liat udah ilang. jadi gw kejer taksi yang menjauhi 81, dengan resiko itu taksi kabur lagi dan gw nyesek berlipat-lipat ganda. tapi tetep gw kejer. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dan dia BERHENTI.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OHMAIGAT GW SENENG BUKAN KEPALANG.&lt;/span&gt; jadi gw buka pintu, gw tanya dia dipanggil apa enggak, ternyata enggak. lah bukan taksi gw berarti. gw bimbang. gw telpon vicky. gak diangkat. gw takut ternyata taksi yang belok tadi taksi yang dipanggil. kalo bener, jadinya ngambil 2 taksi dong. bayar pake apaan? orang vouchernya cuma satu. tapi gw udah ga peduli, gw pasrah, gw memohon, gw berdoa, gw bersujud (oke udah lebay), gw masuk taksi itu dan gw balik ke 81, menjemput mpi faiz dan vicky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampe di 81, 3 orang itu ikutan girang gw dapet taksi. vicky saking senengnya langsung melaksanakan nazar dengan mencium taksi itu penuh nafsu (sumpah yang ini beneran). dan akhirnya kami menyongsong mentari terbenam. meninggalkan 81 di belakang kami. dilatarbelakangi kemilau jingga pucat mentari terbenam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.: dan ternyata taksi itu ... taksi yang gw liat ama vicky pas balik ke 81 abis percobaan bunuh diri. DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short story versi mpi klik &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1213863660&amp;amp;ref=pymk#/notes/elvina-noviawanti/hari-yang-sangat-panjang-tanggal-6-desember-2009/227057845743"&gt;disini&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-7609382701340073839?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/7609382701340073839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=7609382701340073839&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7609382701340073839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7609382701340073839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2009/12/nyesek-day-of-year.html' title='nyesek day of the year'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-3601670396017201757</id><published>2009-08-30T09:34:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T09:38:13.084+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><title type='text'>ramadhan 1430 H</title><content type='html'>selamat menjalankan ibadah puasa bagi umat muslim dan minal aidin wal faidzin ya. maafkan kalo pemilik blog ini punya salah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maafkan saya karena postingan yang pendek sekali. hal ini disebabkan pemilik sangat sibuk dengan tugas atau website lainnya. juga karena penulis mengalami writer's block. haha. see you soon! I hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-3601670396017201757?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/3601670396017201757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=3601670396017201757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/3601670396017201757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/3601670396017201757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2009/08/ramadhan-1430-h.html' title='ramadhan 1430 H'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-3076269354497161431</id><published>2009-08-30T09:16:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T09:25:38.801+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people around me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>MMBD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;was a solitaire boy who had lala land in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ove and friendship were something I did have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;nly in my mouth and my mind not in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;ery nice to meet you girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;ncouraging, cheering, and sharing between you and me were the reasons my lala land disappeared, changed by truly love and friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ear when we spent our lives together in same class has ended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;nly God who knows why we must separated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;nderstanding each other is something we still have until now but I want more than that, I want our past moments repeated, forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for changing me, MMBD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-2385968944186786731</id><published>2009-08-02T20:43:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:45:49.889+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another blog'/><title type='text'>old book store</title><content type='html'>new post about old book store at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iedopob.blogsome.com/"&gt;iedopob.blogsome.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-2385968944186786731?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-4785931655940969703</id><published>2009-07-31T21:54:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T23:11:26.749+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>VCDs collection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hobi yang saya lagi tekuni tahun ini, setelah ditelisik lagi, ternyata ngumpulin vcd. dari tahun lalu, saya udah beli vcd sekitar 30 judul. original semua lo. kenapa? karena...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mari bercerita dari awal. hari rabu kemaren, di disney channel ada hercules the movie. tau kan? tentang anak dewa zeus yang jadi setengah dewa gara-gara hades takut rencananya memberontak gagal.  nah itu membuat saya flashback lagi. ya ampun, vcd original yang saya beli pertama ternyata hercules. yah karena dulu belinya masih SD dibeliin papa sih tapi itu jadi milik pribadi. gara-gara hak milik sepenuhnya punya saya, jadinya cinta banget sama vcd ini. apalagi vcd lain yang milik saya cuma lagu anak-anak indonesia. kayak trio kwek-kwek. jadinya dulu kalo bosen, nonton itu. kalo pengen denger lagu inggris, puter itu. kalo temen dateng, yang diputer itu juga. gara-garanya mereka gak suka lagu anak-anak indonesia dan mengejek saya anak kecil masih suka denger lagu kayak gitu. astaga sama-sama masih SD padahal. intinya vcd itu jadi kartu truf pengisi waktu luang banget pokoknya. setelah saya SMP, gak kepikiran lagi deh sama vcd ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tahun ini, saya heboh lagi sama vcd original. kenapa? satu, papa saya waktu itu beli dvd bajakan. filmnya get smart, yang main anne hathaway. astaga saya harus nonton dong kan dia cantik banget. eh taunya film bajakannya jelek banget. item-item gak jelas gitu. eye shadownya anne hathaway kayak meleber kemana-mana. astaga ini tidak mungkin wajah cantik itu jadi jelek. belum lagi I Am Legend-nya. yang mana anjing, yang mana will smith gak keliatan bedanya saking buremnya. beberapa temen bilang itu salahnya bokap gw beli bajakan yang jelek. tapi buat saya, peristiwa ini bener-bener bikin surut minat buat beli bajakan lagi. yang kedua, bajakan gak bisa dimaenin di laptop gw. astaga selektif benar kamu laptopku. lengkaplah alasan untuk gak beli bajakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ditambah lagi, vcd sekarang sering didiskon di gramed ato hypermart besar. jadi beli aja yang diskon. ato kalo film favoritnya belum diskon, tunggu aja. saya waktu itu beli constantine feat. jesse james 54 ribu. eh 2 bulan kemudian diskon jadi 27 ribu. huaa nyesel banget. jadi mendingan nunggu aja. kecuali film favoritnya emang box office yang heboh ampe vcdnya kemungkinan besar sold out, baru deh itu mesti beli pas keluar. tapi dengan harga bajakan yang seringnya beda jauh sama original, kayaknya langka banget deh vcd original bisa sold out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gimana caranya milih yang diskon tapi bagus?&lt;br /&gt;1. liat sinopsis yang di belakang. cara ini  tapinya agak-agak menjebak soalnya bisa bermakna ganda&lt;br /&gt;2. cek pemainnya. pilih pemain yang emang tenar banget atau emang pemain favorit. tapi sekali lagi, ini juga gak bisa jadi jaminan&lt;br /&gt;3. sebenernya kalo mau pasti bisa sih. tapi harus rajin. caranya kita apalin judulnya terus cari infonya. bisa di majalah tentang film ato ke imdb.com&lt;br /&gt;4. kalo emang males banget, paling gampang sih tebak-tebak buah manggis. dengan sinopsis dan deretan pemain serta gambar di vcd, tebak deh filmnya kayak apa. high risk tapi menyenangkan. walau kadang dapet film zonk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;punya koleksi vcd bisa jadi ladang uang lo. waktu kelas 2 semester 1 saya buka rental vcd. hasilnya lumayan sih. tapi karena akhirnya beberapa orang susah banget ditagih, baik duitnya ama balikin vcdnya, jadinya saya berhenti deh. daripada koleksi saya ilang-ilangan. kan sayang. sampe sekarang aja masih ada yang belom balik. hih apa susahnya sih bawa vcd? ringan ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terakhir, saya beli 4 vcd langsung saking murahnya. satunya cuma 5 ribu!  lebih murah kan dari yang bajakan. astaga jarang-jarang banget deh itu. tapi karena kelas 3 sibuknya ampun-ampunan, baru sempet nonton satu. hmm kapan ya saya ada waktu luang lagi? semoga dalam waktu dekat. nonton vcd bikin saya bisa melupakan kenyataan hidup yang pahit sejenak soalnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: vcd hercules yang disebut di awal udah ilaaaaaaaang! huhu. ada yang tau beli vcd ori lama dimana?&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/1303863925800716297-4785931655940969703?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-7600773299709184729</id><published>2009-07-27T21:28:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:56:06.110+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><title type='text'>tasks and homeworks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;twelfth grade means much tasks and homeworks. each teachers want to finish them subject in first semester. so we, as the twelfth graders (woo hoo!), could concentrate for UAN and another exams in second semester. when I said much tasks and homeworks, I really mean it. It feels like each teacher gave me tasks. and their tasks are difficult and sometimes. awkward. humph even I couldn't have time for cinema with friends again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite that, I realize this is my last year in high school. last year to be called 'siswa'. and last year is never easy. more challenges and problems will come. if I can't pass them all, how can I continue to university? so I'll try to do my best with these tasks and homeworks. in fact, they make me become more responsible. however, like everybody said, last year really makes people change. no doubt for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&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/1303863925800716297-7600773299709184729?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/7600773299709184729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=7600773299709184729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7600773299709184729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/7600773299709184729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2009/07/tasks-and-homeworks.html' title='tasks and homeworks'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-75552031103952906</id><published>2009-07-21T20:34:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T20:45:30.814+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suram'/><title type='text'>don't love you no more</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var lirik_id = '202876';             var type_prog = 'lirik';             var type_prog_uc = 'Lirik';             var lirik_url = 'http://www.kapanlagi.com/lirik/artis/craig_david/don%2527t_love_you_no_more_%2528i%2527m_sorry%2529';                         var have_artist = false;             var have_print = true;             var print_url = 'http://www.kapanlagi.com/print/craig_david_dont_love_you_no_more_(im_sorry)';&lt;/script&gt;                    &lt;div   style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.25em; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt; For all the years that I've known you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;I can't figure out the reason why lately you've been acting so cold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(didn't you say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If there's a problem we should work it out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So why you giving me the cold shoulder now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like you don't even wanna talk to me girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tell me)&lt;br /&gt;Ok I know I was late again&lt;br /&gt;I made you mad and then it's throwing the pan&lt;br /&gt;But why are you making this drag on so long&lt;br /&gt;(i wanna know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm sick and tired of this silly games &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(silly games)&lt;br /&gt;Don't figure that I'm the only one here to blame&lt;br /&gt;It's not me here who's been going round slamming doors&lt;br /&gt;That's when you turned and said to me&lt;br /&gt;I don't care babe who's right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I just don't love you no more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain outside my window pouring down&lt;br /&gt;What now, your gone, my fault, I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like a fool cause I let you down&lt;br /&gt;Now it's, too late, to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the tears I made you cry&lt;br /&gt;I guess this time it really is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;You made it clear when you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just don't love you no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know that I made a few mistakes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But never thought that things would turn out this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm missing something now that your gone&lt;br /&gt;(I see it all so clearly)&lt;br /&gt;Me at the door with you inner state&lt;br /&gt;(inner state)&lt;br /&gt;Giving my reasons but as you look away&lt;br /&gt;I can see a tear roll down your face&lt;br /&gt;That's when you turned and said to me&lt;br /&gt;I don't care babe who's right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just don't love you no more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain outside my window pouring down&lt;br /&gt;What now, your gone, my fault, I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like a fool cause I let you down&lt;br /&gt;Now it's, too late, to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the tears I made you cry&lt;br /&gt;I guess this time it really is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;You made it clear when you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just don't love you no more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say those words it's so hard&lt;br /&gt;They turn my whole world upside down&lt;br /&gt;Girl you caught me completely off guard&lt;br /&gt;On the night you said to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just don't love you more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain outside my window pouring down&lt;br /&gt;What now, your gone, my fault, I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like a fool cause I let you down&lt;br /&gt;Now it's, too late, to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the tears I made you cry&lt;br /&gt;I guess this time it really is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;You made it clear when you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just don't love you no more             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303863925800716297-75552031103952906?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/75552031103952906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=75552031103952906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/75552031103952906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/75552031103952906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-love-you-no-more-craig-david.html' title='don&apos;t love you no more'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-6622958028309713474</id><published>2009-07-17T21:18:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:06:31.326+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash news'/><title type='text'>bastard bomberman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;setelah sekian tahun jakarta damai tanpa ledakan yang memekakkan telinga dan merenggut nyawa, akhirnya terjadi tragedi lagi. 2 bom meledak di jw marriott dan ritz carlton. beberapa orang tewas dan puluhan terluka. dan tampaknya mitos yang bilang tempat yang udah dibom gak bakal dibom lagi salah besar. jw marriott jakarta udah pernah dibom beberapa tahun lalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kejadiannya mungkin singkat, berskala ledakan kecil, dan tidak luas, tapi dampaknya amat sangat luas. secara langsung, kerusakan tempat dan korban jiwa. tapi tak langsungnya, semua aspek mungkin kena. ekonomi misalnya. menkeu sekaligus menko perekonomian kita mulai mengantisipasi langkah-langkah biar rupiah gak ambruk lagi seperti paska bom-bom sebelumnya. pariwisata? lebih parah lagi. beberapa negara dengan cepat mengumumkan travel warning ke indonesia. singapura diantaranya. turis asing yang lagi di indonesia juga kabarnya udah mulai pulang. hankam juga kena dampak hebat. penjagaan di tempat-tempat umum jadi lebih ketat. gubernur jakarta menasehati supaya hati-hati sama orang tak dikenal. dan kota-kota di sekitar jakarta mulai siaga satu. olahraga? MU batal ke indonesia jadinya. tabah ya para fans di jakarta. terutama operator seluler yang udah gencaaar banget iklanin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari belum berganti tapi spekulasi siapa pelakunya mulai muncul. konon, ada kaitannya sama pemilu. ada juga yang bilang ini agen luar negeri. atau pelaku lama yang beraksi lagi. belum ada yang pasti sejauh ini. mengingat pelakunya bunuh diri dengan aksi mereka. ke depannya, hal ini benar-benar memberatkan bangsa indonesia khususnya warga jakarta. orang-orang akan mulai parno lagi untuk ke tempat umum macam mall, pemerintah harus mengulang dari awal lagi untuk menyakinkan bahwa indonesia negara yang aman, dan dunia internasional akan memberikan streotip buruk lagi pada negara kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menghujat orang yang udah bebel hatinya sampe sanggup menggenosida sesamanya mungkin sia-sia. tapi please buat para bastard bomberman yang lagi ancang-ancang diluar sana. jangan tambahin lagi dong penderitaan negeri ini. pemerintah kita udah cukup pusing dengan urusan sekarang. kenapa sih gak cari kegiatan lain yang lebih produktif daripada sekedar bunuhin orang dan bikin sensasi internasional? semoga ini jadi yang terakhir buat negara ini, yang udah babak belur tambal sulam disana sini tanpa perbuatan kalian. amiin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deepest condolences for the victims, and for indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&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/1303863925800716297-6622958028309713474?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/6622958028309713474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=6622958028309713474&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/6622958028309713474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/6622958028309713474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2009/07/bastard-bomberman.html' title='bastard bomberman'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-1349932735469811510</id><published>2009-07-14T18:52:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:34:31.283+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suram'/><title type='text'>sorrowful start</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;liburan usai. dan fenomena back-to-school mulai mewabah lagi, mencoba bersaing dengan flu babi. ditandai dengan bangun pagi, macet menyenangkan di depan sekolah, dan murid-murid baru! huwow nostalgia deh. beruntungnya mereka, dikmenti jakarta sekarang mulai ngeh masalah MOS. jadinya mereka tidak mengalami rasanya menjadi korban frustasi MOS seperti saya dulu. seminggu penuh pula! but they'll miss some great parts from truly MOS. I'm sure with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to present. entah kenapa, saya selalu mengalami semacam sindrom tahun ajaran baru. bawaannya bete banget ama kelas baru. entah karena guru, murid, atau bahkan posisi duduk astaga buruknya kepribadian saya. mungkin gara-gara saya susah adaptasi jadi ini efek sampingnya. jadinya saya di kelas ngomong suram-suram mulu. untung bung ravi tipe chairmate yang tabah ngeliat temennya yang suram ini. tapi begitu keluar kelas, huah bahagianya saya. ketemu teman-teman lama. bisa ketawa lagi. ada apa dengan saya ya Allah? padahal kalo dipikir-pikir gak suram-suram amat. ada dindut the beautiful dan ravi yang baik hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan seperti biasa, tahun ajaran baru, buku baru. anehnya, sekolah saya gak mau jualan buku di koperasi lagi. padahal dulu semangat banget. ampe LKS yang sebenernya gak guna aja disuruh beli. katanya sih takut kena 'sentil' dikmenti. bagus juga sih. yang buruknya adalah MEREKA GAK KASIH LIST BUKU PAKET YANG HARUS DIBELI. astaga jadinya kami para murid harus dengan gigih nanyain ke setiap guru. "ibu (ato bapak), buku paketnya yang mana?". dan karena guru  juga manusia, reaksinya beda. ada yang langsung sigap nyuruh beli buku ini atau itu, ada juga yang ngelepas aja. terserah muridnya mau beli buku apa. ASTAGA BARU SEKALI INI SEKOLAH KAYAK GINI. dan kenapa juga mesti pas taun penting saya? huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berkaitan dengan taun penting dimana kalo jalan saya mulus taun depan saya bukan siswa lagi tapi mahasiswa (amiiiiiin ya Allah!), saya bertekad untuk lebih serius tahun ini. dikurangin maen dan dibanyakin belajar. astaga jadi suram kan. tapi tak apalah mengorbankan setahun untuk seumur hidup. go studying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: sekarang ada olahraga sore lo di sekolah saya. beh mantep. mau bikin orang gosong ya bapak ibu? oh satu lagi. new post in another blog. click &lt;a href="http://iedopob.blogsome.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. don't forget to leave comment! :)&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/1303863925800716297-1349932735469811510?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/1349932735469811510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=1349932735469811510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/1349932735469811510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/1349932735469811510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorrowful-start.html' title='sorrowful start'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-2264167317163911033</id><published>2009-07-07T18:56:00.013+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T19:40:10.562+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonton'/><title type='text'>another cinemarathon day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;senen kemaren, saya marathon nonton lagi. tapi di bioskop yang berbeda. huahahaha. nonton &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1055369/"&gt;transformers: revenge of the fallen&lt;/a&gt; dan &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1080016/"&gt;ice age: dawn of the dinosaurs&lt;/a&gt;. kesamaannya adalah saya gak nonton prekuel kedua film ini. saya gak nonton transformer sama ice age 2. huwow untung masih bisa ngerti. better begin it from the morning, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paginya, saya ke sekolah buat daftar ulang. pergi jam setengah 1o setelah didesek ama ravi via sms. astaga jalan macet sekali. sampe2 langsung ke koperasi cari lem buat nempelin poto ama potokopi juga. astaga ramenya. abis itu, saya jalan kan ke TU. lewat UKS. astaga para murid baru itu nyoba seragam. jadi nostalgia deh. ya tuhan itu saya loh 2 tahun yang lalu. cepatnya waktu berjalan. sampe TU. bayaran. terus minta surat keterangan ama legitimasi potokopi rapor buat pengajuan beasiswa. abis itu nungguin bajay dindut ravi. astaga lamanya. padahal mobil harus balik jam 12 mau dipake nyokap. waktu itu udah jam 11. jalan deh sama ravi doang. maapkan saya teman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampe disana setengah 12. karena pilmnya 13.15, ke mcd sarinah dulu deh. saya makan banyak sekali lagi. nasi ayam telur sama mc flurry. ravi cuma apa tuh yang biru biru dingin. dan karena saya baik hati tidak sombong dan dermawan, saya bagi deh ke ravi. huahahahha. sisa-sisa sebenernya. jam setengah 1 ke hero, beli snack buat bioskop. huahahahah. itu tips saya ke-3 buat nonton di bioskop. liat tips lainnya &lt;a href="http://iedopob.blogsome.com/2009/06/08/tips-nonton/"&gt;disini&lt;/a&gt;. 1 kurang 15 sampe deh di jaktet. orang tinggal nyebrang. dan astaga, ada pemeriksaan. deg-degan aja gw sama ravi. aduh gimana itu makanan dari hero. untung tas ravi multi-retsleting. gak ketauan deh yeah. ternyata diatas udah rame. cepet beli tiket. yah dapetnya di baris G. nunggu bentar. mulai deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SlNQnrCHmnI/AAAAAAAAADU/BqFkYB7-ytA/s1600-h/tranformer+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 148px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SlNQnrCHmnI/AAAAAAAAADU/BqFkYB7-ytA/s400/tranformer+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355713024370383474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;filmnya 2,5 jam. dan bagus lah menurut gw. 8 dari 10. nah ayo bahas casting. walaupun shia labeouf cakep dan megan fox sangatlah sexy, saya justru mau bahas yang jadi major lennox yaitu josh duhamel. astaga tampan sekali melebihi si shia itu. dia juga main di series las vegas di axn dan his gf is fergie BEP. huwow serasi sekali. kembali ke film. ceritanya lanjutan dari yang pertama pasti. jadi decepticon yang masih tersisa di luar angkasa sana kembali lagi. mereka idupin megatron lagi. terus berantem deh lawan autobots yang baik hati yang dipimpin optimus prime. astaga optimus mati. baru juga mulai. penonton kecewa. tapi di akhir idup lagi kok selo. yang menarik adalah setting yang pindah-pindah. dari kampus dan museum di amerika sampe piramid di mesir. dan ibunya sam itu loh astaga hebohnya. megan fox? astaga amat sangat sexy. meskipun ada isu dia transgender (itu bener gak sih?), tapi tetep aja ngeliatnya merasa berdosa. dan rasanya saya harus menyalahkan pihak bioskop karena walaupun ratingnya 'R', tapi masih ada ketawa anak kecil cekikikan di tengah adegan 'beep'. astaga benar-benar pendidikan yang baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keluar nonton udah jam setengah 4. saya dan ravi bersilang jalan. dia pulang, saya ke kantor papa. sampe kantor jam 4. dimarain karena cuma pake sendal kesana. astaga biasanya pake sendal kagak sewot pap. ternyata gw gak pulang. tapi mau nonton lagi. yes. adek-adek dan sepupu tercinta ingin transformers. saya ingin ice age. bioskop terdekat dari kantor PI XXI, XXI EX, dan jaktet. jaktet lagi? tak mungkin. karena saya mau 3D (cuma beda 10 rebu ama yang biasa kalo senen-kamis) di XXI EX deh akhirnya. transformer jam 18.45. ice age jam 19.30. sebelumnya makan dulu dong di fish and co. enak banget deh sayang porsinya alamakjang bum bum besar sekali. gw sekeluarga ber-7 tapi cuma pesen 3 porsi. dan gw mau muntah pas selese makan saking kenyangnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selese makan, solat maghrib. astaga mushola di basement. PI aja di lantai 3 bagus pula. selese solat, jam 18.15. naek ke bioskop. nunggu bentar. masuk deh para transformers-ista. tinggal gw ama bokap. bokap mulai bete. ngajakin jalan ke aksara di PI. yaudah ikut masih 45 menit ini. disana baca-baca. wow mahal sekali harga semua buku disana. bokap gw tekun banget baca buku interior apartemen. gw keliling bosen pingin duduk sambil nahan muntah. setelah akhirnya bisa duduk dan baca majalah, ternyata udah jam 19.15. jalan lagi deh ke bioskop. nunggu bentar. mulai deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SlNQy3V9GeI/AAAAAAAAADc/zUcsIDqeAu8/s1600-h/ice+age+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SlNQy3V9GeI/AAAAAAAAADc/zUcsIDqeAu8/s400/ice+age+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355713216653367778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SlNWAnbbj1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/KdeR_Sk35Rg/s1600-h/queen+latifah+at+ice+age+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 103px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SlNWAnbbj1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/KdeR_Sk35Rg/s400/queen+latifah+at+ice+age+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355718950457675602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kesan pertama adalah gw excited banget. pertama, studionya gede kayak di blitz. kedua, udah 4 tahun gw gak nonton pake kacamata tambahan. terakhir yang 4D di gelanggang samudra. haha. sebenernya bikin gw keliatan bego pake 2 kacamata. bokap juga excited. padahal tadi kita berdua udah bete. ngantuk pula. terus filmnya mulai deh. dan astaga saya harus bilang. itu film bener-bener brilian! lucu tak bercelah, bego tak terkira. yang bikin bener-bener hebat sekali. 2 jam dan bener-bener full of LOL. dan temanya juga bagus, petualangan mencari teman bodoh. diwarnai dengan rasa kekeluargaan dan alam yang asri. dan jangan lupa scratt, si  tupai pemburu kenari. dia punya saingan lo sekarang. huahahaha. astaga harusnya anak-anak nonton ini. bukan transformers. nah ayo bicara cast. yang menarik perhatian disini adalah queen latifah. mengisi suara ellie yang adalah mammoth betina. astaga dia bener-bener bagus banget deh. suaranya pas ama karakter ellie yang dewasa, pinter, tapi tau humor juga. pokoknya ini &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the most brilliant film for this summer&lt;/span&gt;, so far. soalnya gw belom nonton harry potter 6. ah satu lagi. jangan takut nonton 3D. meskipun gak ada subtitlenya, para pengisi suaranya sadar diri kok kalo ini buat anak-anak. jadi mereka ngomongnya gak ngebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keluar jam setengah 10. dan 5-10 menit kemudian, transformers juga selese. pulang deh. huwow I wish another cinemarathon day please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&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/1303863925800716297-2264167317163911033?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/2264167317163911033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=2264167317163911033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/2264167317163911033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/2264167317163911033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-cinemarathon-day.html' title='another cinemarathon day'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SlNQnrCHmnI/AAAAAAAAADU/BqFkYB7-ytA/s72-c/tranformer+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-5920110920653178033</id><published>2009-07-05T22:07:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:43:31.955+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suram'/><title type='text'>hell holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've spent my (official) holiday for about a week. from saturday until this sunday. the last weekend was so exhausting, confusing, and also ... thrilling me. &lt;a href="http://labibahzai-rofi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bajay&lt;/a&gt; and I focused our attentions for the distorsi vacation in puncak at Monday - Wenesday (29 June - 1 July). we're coordinating everything. money, people, PEOPLE WHICH &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; BECAME SO UNSURE FOR THEIR OWN DECISIONS UNTIL THE LAST MINUTE, complaints from parents, transportation, food, and another problemo. then we had a trip to puncak. let's skip this part. I will tell you about it later when I'm in good mood. haha if you're impatient, you can read &lt;a href="http://rifkyramadhan.blogspot.com/2009/07/survival-holiday.html"&gt;vicky's&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://andiniarpk.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-those-nights-to-everlast.html"&gt;dindut's&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://karunia-khairunnisa.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-i-told-before.html"&gt;nisa's&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, I got so many disasters from the vacation. first, my glasses broke. second, I got diarrhea. so in Thursday, I became nice kid again. just sleeping for healing my diarrhea and my eyes. yeah my eyes are so not good. I can't stand to watch tv and playing game for a long time without glasses. also in front of computer. then Friday came. I had plan to fix my glasses. but, again, my sleep time messed it up. I took a nap at 4 pm. I was so tired waiting my mom came back from shopping so don't blame me. And it was 8 pm when I wook up. being depressed for my glasses and got my parents anger because my nap time, I turned around and went to my room again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I fixed my glasses in Saturday. The frame was totally destroyed. So I must bought the new one. Thank God, the lens was still good.  The bad news is ... I had a fight against my mom. she is in my brother's side (again). I became so angry. then we didn't speak each other for the rest off the day. so I put myself in front of computer. bored with facebooking, plurking, blogwalking, amd googling, I tried &lt;a href="http://www.onemanga.com/"&gt;onemanga.com&lt;/a&gt;. then I read 'kekkaishi'. wow it was great manga. haha this manga also publish every month in shonen star. but I really curious for the story. away from computer at 10 pm. my brother did that smoothly. then I remember, IT'S NANNY TIME! HUWOW I LOVE THIS TV SERIES SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SlDMVYl7ExI/AAAAAAAAADM/2TXQmjd4RP0/s1600-h/the+nanny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 137px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SlDMVYl7ExI/AAAAAAAAADM/2TXQmjd4RP0/s400/the+nanny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355004624694350610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This tv series is so funny. I've told about it in &lt;a href="http://iedopob.blogsome.com/2009/05/04/posting-at-the-midnight/"&gt;my old blog&lt;/a&gt;. or if you need more detail, just click &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0106080/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. it really made my first week holiday doesn't look so bad. one hour in front of tv, watching this, really charge my life and my mood. hallmark channel play it at 11 pm. miss it? don't worry. they played it again at 7 am and 5 pm for the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it's Sunday! My home was so busy with cooking activities in the morning. because my cousin gave birth. then in afternoon, we attended the event. huah. that wasn't good holiday. hope next week will become heaven holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&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/1303863925800716297-5920110920653178033?l=iedoradityo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/feeds/5920110920653178033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303863925800716297&amp;postID=5920110920653178033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5920110920653178033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303863925800716297/posts/default/5920110920653178033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iedoradityo.blogspot.com/2009/07/hell-holiday.html' title='hell holiday'/><author><name>iedo radityo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16612455418339480803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SiOCF4tQYgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/94PQZMCL-J0/S220/sing+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BsXVpX712js/SlDMVYl7ExI/AAAAAAAAADM/2TXQmjd4RP0/s72-c/the+nanny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303863925800716297.post-1686190365554618187</id><published>2009-07-02T17:17:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:21:50.507+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suram'/><title type='text'>my life is sucks without glasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;jadi ceritanya pas perpisahan kemaren, saya mengalami musibah beruntun. pertama, bete. kedua, diare. dan yang ketiga, kacamata saya hancur. dan bodohnya saya gak punya cadangan. huah langsung berasa orang bego. nonton tv deket-deket. maen ps kalah mulu. dan make komputer juga gak bisa lama-lama. huhu. hope I'll get my new glasses soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I get so many new things from jakarta fair and midnight sale! so don't miss them!&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/1303863925800716297-168619
