<?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-4297811632292882462</id><updated>2011-07-30T10:56:40.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dazzle hazel</title><subtitle type='html'>Ordinary Words,Extraordinary Things</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-4910448682577673790</id><published>2011-04-11T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T07:03:39.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here I am, standing alone against the world</title><content type='html'>Well, there're some people who meant to be perfect, loved, and hated. I'm just an ordinary person who love my stuff, being freaks, silly, and stupid. I'd swear, I just do my things. So, here I am.  Aini Nur Fadillah Kartiwa, as a student at Management, Padjadjaran University. Here I am. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tentang Cita-Cita. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never expect kalo gue bakalan keterima di Management Unpad. And never have thought buat sekolah disana, learn about management, and how the management as the leader, as the basic of something. Dari kecil, ga pernah punya pikiran buat sekolah disana, di jurusan itu. I always want to be writer of some fashion magazine, or even just write about opinions of fashion. Never expect kalo gue bakalan sekolah management bisnis yang jauh banget dari cita cita. it's kinda funny, when you learn about economy while your brains is not so into it, it's always been about people, the artist, the fashion, the brand, the runaway, the clothes, the hectic-ness, all about model, fashion, and travel around the world. But, here I am, belajar tentang ekonomi, and how the supply with a demand are stays on equlibrium, and all about those stuff. pengen rasanya ketawa, apa yang kita lakuin ga sama dengan yang kita cita-cita, just because we thinks we're not able to reach that dream. Gue selalu mikir, ini jalan gue. Setelah lulus, gue belajar Strata II dengan jurusan yang sama, atau mungkin Adm. Bisnis, yang nanti nya bakalan leads gue menuju fashion dengan cara yang beda. Mungkin jadi fashion marketing hahaha, fashion is not something that you learn, but something that live in your life. Well, gue selalu berharap buat bisa kaya gitu. Punya perusahaan majalah, dengan basic ilmu management yang gue pelajari, ga impossible kan? someday, mungkin some day gue bisa jadi orang itu :) A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry buat nulis ga jelas, hanya saja, saya terlalu suntuk buat menghafal kewarganegaraan hehehehe :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-4910448682577673790?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/4910448682577673790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/here-i-am-standing-alone-against-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/4910448682577673790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/4910448682577673790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/here-i-am-standing-alone-against-world.html' title='here I am, standing alone against the world'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-4274190590902888274</id><published>2010-01-06T06:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T06:07:11.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>by Dinda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/please_im_very_shy/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=14630086"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="PLEASE I'M VERY SHY!" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFlZnR2RIZTN5M2hHU1VBWC1yamJXTncAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="PLEASE I'M VERY SHY!" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/please_im_very_shy/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=14630086"&gt;PLEASE I'M VERY SHY!&lt;/a&gt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SsXqeJqRULI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tlGQMeWwGbc/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387970332928856242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ini foto terakhir kita haha. the first time for us buat jalan lengkap kaya gini hehe..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooo in love with them deh hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-1847847974981109875?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1847847974981109875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/1847847974981109875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/1847847974981109875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-girls.html' title='My GIRLS'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SsXqeJqRULI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tlGQMeWwGbc/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-8332459526690622334</id><published>2009-08-22T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T06:51:25.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish List</title><content type='html'>Pintar, 50, Sholeh, Cantik, Ambu &amp;amp; Abah sehat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-8332459526690622334?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/8332459526690622334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/08/wish-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/8332459526690622334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/8332459526690622334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/08/wish-list.html' title='Wish List'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-7539841083820212106</id><published>2009-08-22T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T06:17:34.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My E.C</title><content type='html'>kemarin pas buka facebook temen gue. sebut aja Wiwit (meskipun namanya bukan wiwit).&lt;br /&gt;gue buka foto dia, dan ada foto dia bareng kaka nya,sebut aja Agung. Disitu di-tag berarti dia punya facebook juga kan? gue buka aja tuh yaa.. tanpa pikir panjang langsung gue add. berharap status dia masih Single. HAHAHA dan ternyata IN A RELANTIONSHIP WITH..&lt;br /&gt;ah kecewa daahhh gue.&lt;br /&gt;Jadi inget 2 taun yang lalu deh yaa.. gue sempet deket gitu sama si Agung. Gilaaa men! ganteng banget hahahaha dan temen gue itu si WIWIT, berniat buat jodohin gue. meskipun umur gue beda jauh hahahaha dia angkatan 2004 dan gue angkatan 2010! woooo jauh kan? HAHAHA tapi sumpah, gue ngeceng abis sama si Agung ini. he is soooo charming! Kita smsan layaknya anak sma ke anak sd hahahahaha meskipun gue ga sempet ketemu.. tapi sampe skarang gue yakin dia tetep ganteng di asli dan yaaaa he always have my heart hahaha mungkin dia jg dulu mikir gue cewe putih abu yang masih labil dan yaaa childish. dulu dekeeet banget deh apa apa sms hahaahha. tapi tiba-tiba dia ngilang dan jadian sama cewe. padahal gue so in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;sekarang gue jadi ketawa ketawa aja mikirin dulu dulu. seneng jg yaaa.. hhmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;yaa kalo jodoh ga kemana kan? hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;okeee semoga jadi yaa sama yang ini ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : sampe skrg gue ga pernah contact2an lagi sama si doi (HAHA)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-7539841083820212106?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/7539841083820212106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-ec.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/7539841083820212106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/7539841083820212106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-ec.html' title='My E.C'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-426789344747185201</id><published>2009-08-21T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T11:57:58.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sound of Heart  part 2</title><content type='html'>Things are gonna change,&lt;br /&gt;not for better,&lt;br /&gt;don't know what it means to me,&lt;br /&gt;but it's hopeless,hopeless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoenix, everything is everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-426789344747185201?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/426789344747185201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-are-gonna-change-not-for-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/426789344747185201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/426789344747185201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-are-gonna-change-not-for-better.html' title='Sound of Heart  part 2'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-4977197645872158567</id><published>2009-08-21T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T11:16:29.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sound of Heart</title><content type='html'>for the first time, i felt so much regret and wanting it back.&lt;br /&gt;it almost a year and i still couldn't deny it. ya i used to deny it once.&lt;br /&gt;but now, i need you and trully missing you.&lt;br /&gt;there's no way out.&lt;br /&gt;i miss your text message at night,&lt;br /&gt;i miss your silliness,&lt;br /&gt;i miss the way you talk,&lt;br /&gt;and i miss you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trully missing you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-4977197645872158567?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/4977197645872158567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/08/sound-of-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/4977197645872158567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/4977197645872158567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/08/sound-of-heart.html' title='Sound of Heart'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-4181557090595728664</id><published>2009-08-21T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T09:26:14.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Future.</title><content type='html'>Tadi pagi,seperti biasa, saya les Pa Fredy. Guru matematika yang bisa semua pelajaran. Kimia,Fisika, ya pelajaran itungan lah. Mungkin, atau bahkan sebenernya dia tau saya ga pinter pinter banget dan he really understand about what ive been through. Setiap les, beliau juga tau saya ga pernah berusaha buat nyoba, tapi beliau tau saya berusaha buat mengerti. Pa frey tau otak saya kaya gimana and he really sure could change it. At least, he is trying to make my brain better. Hingga tadi pagi, beliau nanya.&lt;br /&gt;P (pa frey) : Aini, kamu mengerti tadi apa yang saya ajarkan?&lt;br /&gt;A (aini) : iya pa insyallah, nanti saya pelajari dirumah.&lt;br /&gt;P : kamu ga pernah belajar kalo dirumah?&lt;br /&gt;A : suka pa, saya suka nyalin ulang tulisan2 apa yang udah saya pelajarin.&lt;br /&gt;P : kamu ga keliatan mengerti dan memahami apa yang bapak ajarkan, kamu jg ga bisa tiap bapa tanya.&lt;br /&gt;A : itu pa, saya memang menyalin ulang, tapi ga pernah saya ulang soal soal itu. hanya di baca.&lt;br /&gt;P : itu ga cukup buat modal kamu ke ITB.&lt;br /&gt;A : harus saya ulang ya pa?&lt;br /&gt;P : YA IYAAA dong ainiiii...&lt;br /&gt;A : iya pa, insyallah saya ulang. saya suka bete pa. tiap saya ulang suka ga bisa. jadi saya langsung nyerah dan nangis.&lt;br /&gt;P : bukan gitu cara nya Aini... ulang ulang aja sampe kamu bisaa..&lt;br /&gt;A : iya pa, insyallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percakapan tadi pagi, bikin saya mikir. But actually i've been thinking all the times but i never realize it so badly. Saya selalu mikir saya PINTAR! i had really great IQ! but actully, i'm not. Saya bukan orang yang  belajar sekali langsung ngerti dan bisa inget. Saya tau itu salah, tapi saya selalu ngerasa PINTEEER. KEPINTERAN malah. Niat saya buat berubah selalu ada, saya ga pernah belajar dari pengalaman saya waktu smp. and i always think 'it's just too lateeee'&lt;br /&gt;but actually, there's no word LATE for kindess. buat kebaikan ga pernah ada kata terlambat kan?  i really wish, i have a brain-washer. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;ITB is too hard for me. i really know about it. kebayang bangeeeet nanti suasana kuliah. It will tottally DIFFERENT!!! ga akan ada temen yang bisa bantu saya.&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang, saya udah mulai ga pernah nyontek tiap ulangan. It all i do for my future. Melatih kejujuran kan? kadang saya suka bete. Temen-temen saya nilai bagus karna nyontek, sedangkan saya jelek dgn nilai sendiri. saya ngerasa jadi orang bego sedunia. Denger cerita temen-temen saya yang TO dapet nilai bagus tapi kerja sama, sama temen2nya. Dia keterima buat di ITB but pleasee, dia sadar ga sih itu bukan hasil dia? atau dia ga keterima di itb lah, ada yang seneng hasil TO nya keterima, atau yang disuruh coba lagi, tapi mereka pernah nyadar ga sih itu bukan hasil murni mereka? i was wondering about it toooo much..&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang, saya cuman bisa berharap di mudahkan jalannya buat bisa mencapai kepintaran demi Ambu sama Abah yang terlalu mengharapkan saya. padahal saya not that smart.&lt;br /&gt;Kalo sekarang orang-orang bilang i really had a perfect life, saya bilang yes i do. buat saya orang tua senang itu perfect life banget. tapiii they not seem look that happy. Saya yakin, kalo saya keterima ITB orang tua saya SENANG dan BANGGA anaknya masuk ITB dan ngerasa ga salah ngeluarin uang banyak-banyak buat les saya.&lt;br /&gt;Kadang saya mikir, orang tua saya sebegitu percaya nya sama saya, ngasih uang buat les, ngasih mobil untuk transportasi saya, tapi ga saya gunain maksimal. SAYA SADAR TTG ITU TAPI SAYA GA PERNAH MIKIR. Itu kebodohan sayaa.. paling bodoh.&lt;br /&gt;kalo saya dari sekarang stengah2,pasti kesana nya jg cuman dapet stengah. YA ALLAHHH..&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, Beri lah hamba kepintaran, Ridhoi niat baik hamba ya ALLAH..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-4181557090595728664?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/4181557090595728664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/08/future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/4181557090595728664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/4181557090595728664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/08/future.html' title='Future.'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-2670164743677947626</id><published>2009-08-07T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T07:00:47.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cerita SMA</title><content type='html'>hari ini, bener bener amaziiiing.&lt;br /&gt;dimulai dari gue bangun pagi jam stengah 5 terus dengan bego nya gue tidur lagi, bangun lagi, tidur lagi AHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya,bangun jam 6.10 yaa great! im gonna lateeeeeee! again and again.&lt;br /&gt;gue mandi cepet dan yaaa seadanya deh. nebeng ambu karna udah telat! apa daya, gue tetep telaaaaaaaaaat!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pa Wayan, udah senyum sendiri liat gue lagi lagi terlambat. seneng banget sih ngehukum gue!&lt;br /&gt;dan dengan berhasilnya pa wayan membuat gue bergetar karna bending 100 KALI!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOY! alhamdulillah sebenernya cuman 100. biasanya lebih dari 100.&lt;br /&gt;dengan harapan bisa masuk kelas bu dinnar. saya masuk kelas ketuk dan minta maaf. TAPI DI KELUARKAN!!!! DAN SEDANG ULANGAN!! WOOOOY!&lt;br /&gt;ga ada susulan dan menyedihkan.&lt;br /&gt;tiba tiba inget ulangan matematika yang cuman gue jawab 2 dari 12!!!! WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;gue bisa aja nilai 0 ! wooooy 0 wooooy!&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaa gilaaaaaaaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;ya TUHAN,tolong bangeeeet saya pengen PINTAAAAAAAAAAAAAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-2670164743677947626?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/2670164743677947626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/08/cerita-sma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/2670164743677947626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/2670164743677947626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/08/cerita-sma.html' title='cerita SMA'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-4570246548702759696</id><published>2009-06-17T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T17:49:24.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>part 6</title><content type='html'>Aku tidak ingat apa yang terjadi kemudian,yang aku tau, ronny menciumku tiba-tiba dan penuh perasaan sayang. Itu yang kurasakan.aku tidak mau kisah cintaku hanya berakhir dengan ronny. Dia sahabatku! Bukan calon pacarku, aku tidak suka apa yang dia lakukan pada ku tadi malam.. &lt;br /&gt;Terdengar pintu terketuk.. Aku masih bengong di tempat tidur,mengingat kejadian memuakkan kemarin. &lt;br /&gt;Aku berdiri berniat untuk membukakan pintu,rambutku masih acak2an.masih menggunakan tank top longgar dengan celana pendek. Aku membuka pintu dan agak terkejut melihat matahari pagi menyengat ke kepala ku yang masih pusing. &lt;br /&gt;"Hello,morning key!" Harris menyapaku dan membawa beberapa roti coklat,kesukaanku. &lt;br /&gt;"Oh hey.. What a morning!" Ucapku,menyepetnya karna kaget!&lt;br /&gt;"Boleh masuk?"Tanyanya&lt;br /&gt;"Oh iya sampe lupa gue,sini masuk masuk" &lt;br /&gt;"Ini roti coklat. Kesukaan lo kan?" Tanyanya yakin,dengan muka berseri dan emm seksi. &lt;br /&gt;"Thanks. Ko bisa tau?" Tanyaku sambil meminum beberapa air aqua. &lt;br /&gt;"Ronny told me hehehe" &lt;br /&gt;"Oh.." Muka ku tiba tiba berubah mendengar kata ronny. Ronny-ronny. Dasar! Weird. &lt;br /&gt;Aku tiba tiba tidak mood untuk berbicara dengan harris. Dia tidak begitu semenawan sebelumnya. Mungkin hanya hari ini saja. &lt;br /&gt;"Ayo dong dimakan. Nanti jam 10 kita ke pantai ya.. Eva dan alqa udah siap buat pemotretan dipantai katanya. Lo siapin aja beberapa lensa." Katanya lembut&lt;br /&gt;"Okee.. Gue siap siap dulu ya.." &lt;br /&gt;"Ya udh,gue tunggu di lobbi ya nanti" ucapnya lalu pergi,tapi sebelumnya mengusap rambutku lembut. &lt;br /&gt;"Thanks ya buat roti coklat.." Ucapku lalu menutup pintu. Aku berjalan ke kamar mandi, membasuh muka ku dengan air dan menatapnya beberapa saat. Aku terheran melihat diriku sendiri,melihat bibir,mata,pipi, ah keseluruhannya memuakkan. Umpatku dalam hati. Aku mengambil anduk dan menyalakan air panas. Aku bersiap untuk hari ini, ronny, harris, dan pantai. What a great situasion..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-4570246548702759696?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/4570246548702759696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/06/part-6.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/4570246548702759696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/4570246548702759696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/06/part-6.html' title='part 6'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-7398199591493138892</id><published>2009-06-13T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T19:44:39.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>part 5</title><content type='html'>Aku masih termenung dikamarku, memikirkan sore hari itu. Harris Harris Harris. ucapku berkali kali, dan masih tidak mengerti apa yang aku rasakan. Sesekali, aku melihat wajahku ke kaca, merapihkan rambutku, atau membuatnya terikat rapih, merapihkan pakaian. gila mungkin.&lt;br /&gt;tak terasa, seseorang mengetuk kamarku, aku membukanya, ternyata ronny. Dia memakai celana pendek dengan kaos dan sendal jepit. rambutnya yang agak gondrong dibiarkan acak-acakan, kesukaanku.&lt;br /&gt;"kenapa ron? masuk deh sini.." ucapku,membukakan pintu dan menyuruhnya masuk.&lt;br /&gt;"nothing. just want to check aja hahhaha, hape lo nih key."lalu memberikan hp ku yang bersilicon abu.&lt;br /&gt;"ya ampun,sampe lupa gue hahaha" mengambilnya dan segera mengirimkan sms ke ibu untuk memberi tahu that i'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;"Key,tadi gue liat lo jalan sama si harris ya?" tanyanya,tapi memegang tanganku.&lt;br /&gt;"Haa?iya nih. baik banget orangnya.. humoris dan penuh rasa perhatian hehe ngapain sih lo megang megang tangan gue?" kataku risih,karna tumbe. aku membawa rokokku dan menyalakannya.&lt;br /&gt;"emm oh iya ya? gue salamin deh entar. iya sorry key, refleks" ucapnya melepaskan tanganku, tapi malah mengambil rokokku dan menghisapnya.&lt;br /&gt;"idih apaan ngambil ngambil rokok gue?" tanyaku marah, aku mengambil rokokku lagi yang baru lalu menyalakannya.&lt;br /&gt;"sorry hahahaha ga ada kerjaan aja pengen ngegangguin lo" lalu mengelus rambutku,lembut.&lt;br /&gt;"gue sayang sama lo." ucapnya terlalu kecil sehingga aku tidak bisa menangkapnya.&lt;br /&gt;"haaa? apaan?" tanyaku keras.&lt;br /&gt;"gaaa...udah ah. jalan jalan di pantai yuk!" ucapnya lalu menarik tanganku.&lt;br /&gt;aku memegang tangannya lama,melihatnya,mengelus rambutnya,"gue bakal sayang sama lo,bakal dan selalu. gue ga akan pernah ninggalin lo Ron..you have me." ucapku lembut.&lt;br /&gt;Ronny melihat mataku. tiba tiba saja dia mencium ku,dan memegang kepala ku sehingga sulit untuk melepaskannya.ciumannya terasa sangat hangat dan ya lembut. aku melepaskan ciuman itu.&lt;br /&gt;"Ya ampun,kenapa sih lo Ron?"tanyaku kaget.&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry key.." tiba tiba saja dia pergi meninggalkan ku.&lt;br /&gt;Dasar laki laki aneh. umpatku dalam hati.aku tidak pernah menyangka ini sebelumnya.. ya biarlah. aku merokok untuk kesekian kalinya agar membuat lupa atas apa hal baru saja terjadi. emmm ya, ronny merusak hariku.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-7398199591493138892?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/7398199591493138892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/06/part-5.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/7398199591493138892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/7398199591493138892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/06/part-5.html' title='part 5'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-2132930786616685480</id><published>2009-06-13T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T07:52:08.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>part 4</title><content type='html'>Tak lama kemudian,ya aku hanya ingat beberapa menit sebelum aku sampai di anyer ini, aku tertidur sangat pulas. Dan sekarang,ketika aku terbangun,ronny hilang. Ya mungkin dia membeli beberapa minuman untuk nanti di cottage. Aku keluar mobil dengan keadaan tak terkunci, ku buka leather jaket ku, sehingga hanya kaos polos longgar tak berlengan yang aku gunakan dengan jeans ini. Ku biarkan rambutku terurai dengan terpaan angin pantai kesukaanku. Aku berjalan ke arah pantai, seperti biasa, aku nyalakan lg rokokku. Aku menyalakan ipod ku, karna aku tidak tahu dimana hp ku berada. Yang aku ingat, ronny mengambil nya dari ku. Entahlah..&lt;br /&gt;Aku berjalan menyusuri pantai,dan masih mengingat memori ku tentang aldo. Ah aldo aldo. Dia pria kesukaanku. I called him as my sun and my moon.sampai sekarang pun,dia masih menjadi pria kesukaanku,akan dan selalu.entah kenapa aku masih bisa bertahan pada nya,baru saat ini aku bisa melepas nya. Membiarkannya memilih. Dan ya, dia memilih untuk tidak memilih. Suck it umpatku. Aku masih ingat saat pertama kali kita bertemu, dia kaka kelas ku pada saat sma. Sangat eye catching. Bagaimana tidak,dia pria yang paling baik ketika aku menjadi anak baru sekaligus anak club softball baru yang sama sekali tidak tahu apa apa. Dia mengajari ku,dan aku sangat mengagumi nya sampai akhirnya kita jadian. Bertahun tahun aku lewati bersama nya, tak pernah ada yang aku lewatkan sedikitpun waktu bersama nya. Aku masih ingat kata kasar yang dia ungkapkan kepada ku pada saat cemburu melihat aku terlalu dekat dengan ronny. Juga pukulan pertama di pipi ku karna aku terlalu manja dan dia tidak suka.entah kenapa,aku masih merasa Aldo pria terbaikku. Hingga sekarang.aku sudah terlalu enough with all his stuff. Terlalu lama waktu yang harus aku luangkan untuk mengunggapkan betapa aku menyukai dan membenci aldo. Tak terasa, aku masih berjalan memegang rokokku dan terasa pusing. Aku berniat untuk kembali ke mobil menyusul ronny dan menanyakan hp ku. Tiba tiba saja,seorang laki laki menghampiriku,&lt;br /&gt;"Keyla ya?" Tanya nya&lt;br /&gt;"Yaa.. Siapa yaa? " Tanyaku heran dan membuang rokokku.&lt;br /&gt;"Harris." Ucapnya mantap. "Satu tim sama lo buat pemotretan kali ini" ucapnya dengan senyum indah, cepat, mempesona.&lt;br /&gt;"Ko bisa tau gue keyla? Have we met before?" Tanyaku masih heran sambil merapihkan rambut dan membuatnya terikat acak acak an, kesukaanku.&lt;br /&gt;"Your id card key"&lt;br /&gt;Ups,aku memang menggunakan id card dari tim wedding organizationku. Berwarna putih dengan nama dan posisi ku dan bertali hitam.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh ya lupa. Sekali lagi, gue keyla. Nice to meet you." Senyum ku cukup seksi dan menggoda hahaha&lt;br /&gt;"Nice to meet you too." Senyumannya sedikit menggoda ku.&lt;br /&gt;"Emm,mau rokok?" Tanyaku mencari topik.&lt;br /&gt;"Ga makasih, gue ga ngerokok" gayanya yang santai tapi eye cathing. Quite good.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh,sorry nih ya gue ngerokok" ucapku lalu menyalakan rokok&lt;br /&gt;"That's fine."&lt;br /&gt;"Ngomong ngomong,kuliah lo?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ya. Semester akhir sih, gue ngambil management bisnis di itb, bandung."&lt;br /&gt;"Ohh,quite good."&lt;br /&gt;"Yaa..hahaha"&lt;br /&gt;Obrolan pun terus melancar hingga aku sampai di depan mobil. Dia membantu ku mengambil beberapa tas. ke cottage dan ya dia menemani ku jalan jalan sore untuk kedua kali nya di pantai. Dan ya, aku menikmatinya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-2132930786616685480?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/2132930786616685480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/06/part-4.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/2132930786616685480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/2132930786616685480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/06/part-4.html' title='part 4'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-3595935272155300126</id><published>2009-06-01T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T06:20:31.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>klarifikasi</title><content type='html'>emm buat yang udah baca blog saya dan kaget baca yang dibawah bawah hahahaha itu bukan cerita ttg saya, melainkan insyallah buat novel atau cerpen kecil kecilan hehehe jadi jgn beranggapan itu saya yaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-3595935272155300126?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/3595935272155300126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/06/klarifikasi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/3595935272155300126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/3595935272155300126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/06/klarifikasi.html' title='klarifikasi'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-2514815201299665682</id><published>2009-05-31T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T18:43:18.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>part 3</title><content type='html'>Aku masih termenung di jalanan yang mengantarkan ku ke anyer. Ronny disebelahku tampak santai menghisap rokoknya. Musik dari paramore menemani jalanan kita.aku menikmatinya. Sedikit.&lt;br /&gt;Ku biarkan angin menerpa rambutku di atas leather jacket hitam kesayanganku. Aku mengambil rokok dan menyalakannya, menghisapnya dan mengeluarkannya. Nyaman. Aku sangat menikmati ketika aku menghisap rokok ini. Entah,berlebihan mungkin. &lt;br /&gt;Sesekali aku melihat ke arah ronny yang sedang berkonsentrasi dengan jalanan dan rokoknya. Tidak pernah ku lihat dia sediam ini. &lt;br /&gt;"Kenapa sih ron diem banget?tumben" &lt;br /&gt;"Nothing." &lt;br /&gt;"Hey tell me. Pasti ada something wrong. Right?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yaaa.. But I'll tell it later.if I'm on good mood to share" "that's okey." &lt;br /&gt;Baru sekarang lagi aku melihat ronny merokok seserius ini. Dia tidak pernah suka rokok. Aku tau sekali. Kita telah berteman lebih dari 10 tahun. Dan aku sangat nyaman bersamanya. He's more then my ordinary friend. He's all that I need more than aldo. &lt;br /&gt;Yaaa aldo. Euh kenapa harus tiba tiba memikirkan si brengsek aldo itu. &lt;br /&gt;Telepon ku berbunyi, aku menganbil hp ku dan melihatnya dalam layar hp "ALDO" &lt;br /&gt;Ku jauhkan hp ku. Ronny menatapku kebingungan dan&lt;br /&gt;"Aldo? Ko ga di angkat?"Tanya nya bingung &lt;br /&gt;"Males" lalu menghisap dalam rokok ku.&lt;br /&gt;"Biar gue yang angkat." &lt;br /&gt;Ronny mengambil hp ku dan mengangkatnya dengan tenang. Ronny tampak berdebat dan ya,aku tidak mau tahu. Kumatikan rokokku, dan ya, aku tertidur dengan alunan suara ronny dan aldo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-2514815201299665682?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/2514815201299665682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/05/part-3.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/2514815201299665682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/2514815201299665682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/05/part-3.html' title='part 3'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-57941311682758819</id><published>2009-05-30T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T05:53:16.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;known the way and still lost.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-57941311682758819?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/57941311682758819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/05/lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/57941311682758819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/57941311682758819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/05/lost.html' title='lost'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-499867997797461727</id><published>2009-05-06T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:56:22.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>short story of mine.</title><content type='html'>aku masih ingat saat itu. Dia memakai kaos polos warna biru langit,celana pendek warna hitam,lengkap dengan sendal jepit. Tampak sangat santai.&lt;br /&gt;Awalnya,aku tidak mengenal nya. Tetapi, tiba-tiba saja berkenalan. ketika itu,siang hari yang mendung. Di dufan. Aku ke dufan bersama teman-teman ku yang lainnya. Hanya untuk melepas penat dari Bandung setelah ujian sekolah berakhir. Aku tidak suka hari itu, karna hujan. Ya aku benci hujan dan basah. meskipun hujan belum turun, aku sudah tidak mood untuk menaiki wahana lainnya, alhasil teman teman ku yang kelewat bersemangat meninggalkan aku. Tinggallah aku seorang diri, aku berjalan sambil memakan eskrim ku. lalu mengantri untuk menaiki bianglala. Mengantri, tetapi tidak begitu penuh. Ketika aku akan masuk kedalam sangkar bianglala itu, seseorang mendahului ku. Bete, umpatku. Aku melihatnya sekilas. Dia pun sendirian. Si mas mas bianglala itu menyuruhku masuk dan ya, akhirnya aku duduk didepan dia.&lt;br /&gt;Aku tidak suka orang itu. Dan aku tidak mau kenal orang itu. Tiba-tiba, dia mengulurkan tangannya dan berbicara "Obi."&lt;br /&gt;refleks, aku kaget dan memandangnya sekilas, lalu menjulurkan tanganku kemudian, "Riska" ucapku. pelan. karna aku benar-benar tidak mood.&lt;br /&gt;"sendirian juga?" tanyanya kepadaku,ramah.&lt;br /&gt;"engga, saya bareng temen-temen." ucapku singkat.&lt;br /&gt;"bukan dari jakarta ya lo?ngomongnya pake saya segala haahha" tertawa ringan.&lt;br /&gt;"bukan."&lt;br /&gt;"jadi dari mana dong kalo gue boleh tau?" tanyanya sambil senyum, manis.&lt;br /&gt;"Bandung."&lt;br /&gt;"oh. sma?"&lt;br /&gt;"iya kelas 3. " ucapku singkat dan jutek.&lt;br /&gt;ini orang apa apaan sih. rese banget banyak nanya. Hemm.. aku menyadarkan badanku dekat dengan pintu. tiba-tiba Obi menarik tangan ku dan,&lt;br /&gt;"Mau jadi cewe gue?" serunya sambil memegang erat tanganku.&lt;br /&gt;"maksud kamu?" heran, nih orang gila kali yaa.. umpatku dalam hati.&lt;br /&gt;"gue suka sama lo. dari tadi pas dateng ke Dufan gue udah merhatiin lo. lo keliatan ga seneng, ga nikmatin liburan lo. lo kesini buat liburan kan?" tanyanya sambil merapikan rambutku yang agak acak-acakan. aku dibuatnya deg-degan. nafas ku agak tidak teratur karna kaget dengan tingkah laku orang yang aneh ini.&lt;br /&gt;"kita baru kenalan tadi." ucapku pelan.&lt;br /&gt;"So?" tanyanya dengan muka yang 'please terima gue'&lt;br /&gt;"saya ga tau kamu" ucapku pelan. dan sedikit terbata bata.&lt;br /&gt;"Either i'm baby. we have lot of time to talk about those things. now are just you and me. so what the final answer?" masih memegang tanganku.&lt;br /&gt;aku melepaskannya pelan-pelan. entah lah, aku menyukainya. dia begitu menarik soal fisik. lagi pula aku single. aku ingin mengatakan ya tapi hati ini ingin mengatakan tidak. aku bingung pada saat yang bersamaan.&lt;br /&gt;"yes"ucapku singkat.&lt;br /&gt;"Lo ga takut kan sama gue?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, i just afraid of losing you. for now on you are mine."&lt;br /&gt;"yes i'm yours baby." ucapnya lembut sambil melihat mataku. lalu dia mencium bibir ku, lembut dan cepat.&lt;br /&gt;aku mencintainya, hanya dalam beberapa saat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-499867997797461727?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/499867997797461727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/05/short-story-of-mine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/499867997797461727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/499867997797461727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/05/short-story-of-mine.html' title='short story of mine.'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-7562960207552719810</id><published>2009-05-03T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T08:43:26.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>part 2.</title><content type='html'>ku terbangun, di pagi buta. pukul 03.00&lt;br /&gt;sendirian, dan masih tidak ingat apa yang terjadi kemarin padaku. seingatku, aku menyetir sangat kencang sambil menghisap rokok ku. tidak ada habis nya aku menghisap barang satu itu. aku masih terdiam memikirkan apa yang terjadi tadi pagi tepatnya. ku biarkan otakku istirahat sejenak. aku ingin tertidur kembali. kupejamkan mata dan ya, aku tertidur.&lt;br /&gt;untuk beberapa saat, aku bermimpi. di mimpi itu, ada aldo juga intan dan juga ronny,sahabatku.&lt;br /&gt;aku tidak mau tau apa yang terjadi kemudian, lalu aku terbangun dan membiarkan nafas ku beraturan. lalu aku tertidur kembali.&lt;br /&gt;                                                      * * *&lt;br /&gt;aku terbangun untuk yang ke-3 kalinya. kali ini, benar benar terbangun. ku biarkan si bibi membuka gorden kamarku, dan aku menikmati cahaya pagi hari. indah dan sejuk.&lt;br /&gt;hari ini,hari minggu. i have plans to do. aku berdiri segera berlari ke kamar mandi dan ya aku kembali dengan membawa rokok. lagi lagi.&lt;br /&gt;Ibu membuka kamarku, dan hanya bisa geleng geleng kepala melihat ku menghisap barang itu terlalu sering. aku juga hanya bisa tersenyum.&lt;br /&gt;keluarga ku hancur, tapi tidak untukku. aku hanya membiarkan diriku menghisap barang ini, tidak yang lainnya.&lt;br /&gt;"sarapan dulu key di bawah" ucap nya lembut.&lt;br /&gt;"okey mom. beres ini ya" kataku sambil melihatkan satu batang rokok.&lt;br /&gt;stelah kuhisap rokok itu, aku segera mencuci muka dan turun ke bawah masih mengenakan pakaian tidurku, tank top plus short. pelan pelan.&lt;br /&gt;ku cium pipi ibu yang merona dan harum. dan membiarkan pikiranku membawa ku ke 12 tahun yang lalu. ketika dia dan ayah memelukku hangat, memberikanku segelas coklat panas,dan melindungiku. sosok ayah itu kini telah hilang, ya hilang.&lt;br /&gt;"bu hari ini mau kemana?" ucapku lembut.&lt;br /&gt;"diam dirumah" balasnya, lembut.&lt;br /&gt;"hemm gitu ya, keyla ada job motret pra wedding hari ini, di daerah anyer. keyla ga pulang nih ya bu kayanya." ucapku lalu memasukan satu suap sereal.&lt;br /&gt;"iya. take care. jaga diri kamu, ingat pesan ibu."&lt;br /&gt;"oke" ucapku enteng lalu kembali meneruskan sarapan ku. what a morning, ucapku dalam hati.&lt;br /&gt;aku selalu menikmati sarapan di pagi hari. udara dan cahaya terasa hangat dan aku suka itu. suka sekali. seperti aku menyukai senyum nya di pagi hari, dan tawa riang canda nya, juga semua kata-katanya. Ayah. Aku rindu ayah.&lt;br /&gt;"Keyla, jangat melamun. Ibu tau yang kamu pikirkan. "&lt;br /&gt;"iya maaf bu. ibu tau? "aku bertanya, heran.&lt;br /&gt;"Ayah."&lt;br /&gt;"loh ko?" heran.&lt;br /&gt;"ibu merindukannya juga, Keyla." kali ini ibu berbicara sambil memelukku. erat dan menarik rambutku lembut, mengusapnya, dan mencium nya.&lt;br /&gt;ibu melepaskan pelukkannya beberapa saat kemudian. Aku hanya bisa terdiam, melihat dia langsung pergi seketika. Andai saja, andai Ayah masih ada. Tapi tidak, aku tidak boleh berandai andai, dia tidak ada.&lt;br /&gt;Bunyi ringtone hp ku tiba-tiba berbunyi sangat keras menghancurkan lamunan ku tentang ayah. aku stengah berlari menuju kamar,&lt;br /&gt;"Yaa, siapa ini? " ucapku heran.&lt;br /&gt;ternyata, Aldo. Dia menelepon ku, dan aku tutup. Aku sudah cukup memberi nya kesempatan. entahlah, tentang aldo aku tidak mau memikirkan nya kembali. aku segera masuk ke kamar mandi. bersiap siap untuk perjalanan anyer ku yang pertama kali nya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-7562960207552719810?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/7562960207552719810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/05/part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/7562960207552719810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/7562960207552719810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/05/part-2.html' title='part 2.'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-670517222435886281</id><published>2009-05-03T09:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T09:18:43.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>part 1.</title><content type='html'>seperti biasa, aku masih duduk didepan laptop ku. didampingi dengan beberapa buku,caramel machiato,juga rokok.  ku hisap batang rokok untuk batang yang ke-5. aku masih terdiam.&lt;br /&gt;aku buka beberapa lembar novel terjemahan itu, bosan. ku teguk caramel machiato ku, ya beberapa tegukan lalu ku hisap lagi rokok, hangat.&lt;br /&gt;hujan masih turun, tapi tidak untuk kedua mataku. mereka kering. beda dari hari biasanya.&lt;br /&gt;Heeeeeemmhh.. nafas ku tidak beraturan. kubiarkan mataku terkejap,sebentar.&lt;br /&gt;Ku hisap lagi rokok ku, sesekali melihat sekeliling toko untuk melihat, lalu ku lihat jam tangan, pukul 16.15. Dia belum datang juga.&lt;br /&gt;Kuhisap lagi rokok ku, kali ini agak dalam baru aku keluarkan. aku lihat hp ku, tidak ada tanda sms atau missed call. aku terdiam. cukup lama.&lt;br /&gt;17.00 ku hisap rokokku yang ke-8. dia tidak datang. sudah 3 jam aku menunggu nya. dia tidak datang, sekali lagi aku pastikan hatiku. harus kah aku bertanya padanya? tidak usah umpatku lagi.&lt;br /&gt;ku matikan rokok, berdiri dari kursi, dan membiarkan rambutku yang panjang tergerai tidak karuan di atas jacket mango ku. ku pergi dari cafe itu. sekali lagi ku yakin kan, dia tidak datang, dan aku kecewa.&lt;br /&gt;setelah beberapa langkah keluar cafe menuju mobil, seseorang berlari dengan tergesa-gesa, entahlah, dia memanggil ku atau tidak. tapi ternyata iya..&lt;br /&gt;"mbak maaf, ini buku mbak terjatuh satu" serunya lembut.&lt;br /&gt;"terimakasih mas. maaf merepotkan." ucapanku membuat dia senyum, dan aku membalasnya.&lt;br /&gt;Baik seruku dari hati. Dia manis. dan dia baik. tidak seperti Aldo.&lt;br /&gt;ku teruskan pikiran ku memikirkan aldo sambil berjalan. lambat. hujan sudah reda, dan aku menyukai udara setelah hujan reda. Hp ku bergetar, tanda telepon masuk. Aku angkat dan,&lt;br /&gt;"Key,sorry i can't make it. can i meet you somewhere else? i have just finished my project. shall we?" ucapnya lembut.&lt;br /&gt;"don't you ever to called me anymore."ucapku, kasar.&lt;br /&gt;"hey please. aku meeting key." ucapnya tak mau kalah.&lt;br /&gt;"just keep it." ucapku kasar, dan menutupnya.&lt;br /&gt;i'm done here and i'm done being nice to him.&lt;br /&gt;ku tancap pedal gas,dan bersiap mengarungi padatnya lalu lintas sore hari. dan ya, aku benci hari ini.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-670517222435886281?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/670517222435886281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/05/part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/670517222435886281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/670517222435886281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/05/part-1.html' title='part 1.'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-4402889548049731978</id><published>2009-05-03T07:14:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T07:22:35.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last night</title><content type='html'>it was so suprizing. suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;my finger type his name. again and again.&lt;br /&gt;and i started to say hello to him at y!m.&lt;br /&gt;what a fool !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a : heeeeeey blablaaa..&lt;br /&gt;b : hey ainii! wow,status kamu kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;a : haa.. iya nih, i'm lost without you.&lt;br /&gt;b : haaa?dasar nih hahaa&lt;br /&gt;a : bercanda bercanda hehe.&lt;br /&gt;b : dimana kamu? pvj ya?&lt;br /&gt;a : ciwalk. nonton hee&lt;br /&gt;b : sama siapa?ciyee.. cowo?&lt;br /&gt;a : iya donggggggg..&lt;br /&gt;b : wah udah atuh, bisi marah dia nya.&lt;br /&gt;a : ga koo.. pasti gaa akan marah hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, he offline.&lt;br /&gt;what the hell i'm trying to.&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to forget him. but,fuck!&lt;br /&gt;i can't.&lt;br /&gt;my brain still keep about him.&lt;br /&gt;geez, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss you, for a hundred times&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-4402889548049731978?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/4402889548049731978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-night_03.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/4402889548049731978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/4402889548049731978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-night_03.html' title='last night'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-4786346510890371939</id><published>2009-05-02T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T03:09:35.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>simple words</title><content type='html'>i'm okay. definetly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;FINE!&lt;br /&gt;idk why. i shouldn't say about these words anymore.&lt;br /&gt;but this feeling are just hurting me more and more. i'm okay with or without you.&lt;br /&gt;but better with you.&lt;br /&gt;well the truth is that i miss you that much. but i just too proud to say it.&lt;br /&gt;once again.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-4786346510890371939?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/4786346510890371939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/05/simple-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/4786346510890371939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/4786346510890371939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/05/simple-words.html' title='simple words'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-2993778323057960168</id><published>2009-05-02T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T02:35:02.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday,Nendaaaaaaaaaaaaa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SfwSLbDfWWI/AAAAAAAAAF4/PKmXhaLTS-4/s1600-h/the+guys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SfwSLbDfWWI/AAAAAAAAAF4/PKmXhaLTS-4/s320/the+guys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331156046350080354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday our beloved sister Rinhenda!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini,nenda ulangtahun.kita udah punya rencana sebelumnya,buat dateng kerumah dia ngebangunin dia.Yaa awalnya sih begitu.kita udah janjian di Mcd simpang jam 6 pagi masih pake piyama.&lt;br /&gt;Well,berhubung saya susah bangun, alhasil jadi jam 8 di Mcd simpang hehe sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;Setelah ngumpul,kita lsg aja kerumah nenda buat nyiapin dan bangunin dia.&lt;br /&gt;sebelumnya, didepan rumah dia kita sempet mikir lagi strategi yang pas buat bangunin dia.&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya, ica masuk duluan kerumah dia buat sekedar basa basi. pura pura nanyain tentang manglayang. hahaha. kita yang diluar, nyiapin buat kue ulang tahun dia.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. yummy. kita hias bagus bagus dengan lilin lucu hahahaha naon deuih. terus kita jalan secara diam diam sambil nungguin sms ica.&lt;br /&gt;karna udah hopeless pasti ketauan, akhirnya kita dari luar udah nyanyiin lagi happy birthday. hahaha dan nenda keluar dari rumah masih pusing dengan muka yang well, baru bangun tidur banget sambil ketawa ketawa.. *bego.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pokonya, selamat ulangtahun nenda. still be the best yaa..&lt;br /&gt;we love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SfwRyY9CH8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/XHGP2B0orvA/s1600-h/kue.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-2993778323057960168?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/2993778323057960168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthdaynendaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/2993778323057960168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/2993778323057960168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthdaynendaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title='Happy Birthday,Nendaaaaaaaaaaaaa!'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SfwSLbDfWWI/AAAAAAAAAF4/PKmXhaLTS-4/s72-c/the+guys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-2033917007398107671</id><published>2009-05-02T01:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T01:59:20.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i get my hopes up but then i watch them fall everytime..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-2033917007398107671?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/2033917007398107671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-get-my-hopes-up-but-then-i-watch-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/2033917007398107671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/2033917007398107671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-get-my-hopes-up-but-then-i-watch-them.html' title=''/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-89125477947438285</id><published>2009-05-02T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T01:57:54.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Alexa Chung</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SfwKYbj1BfI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kqM0oXvAmQU/s1600-h/2028444716_84d0001ed0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SfwKYbj1BfI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kqM0oXvAmQU/s320/2028444716_84d0001ed0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331147473730995698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Alexa Chung was raised in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Privett" title="Privett"&gt;Privett&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hampshire" title="Hampshire"&gt;Hampshire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/England" title="England"&gt;England&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; by her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/English_people" title="English people"&gt;English&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; mother, a housewife, and her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_people" title="Chinese people"&gt;Chinese&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; father, a graphic designer. She is the youngest of four children and has two brothers and one sister. She attended the local comprehensive school, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Perins" title="Perins" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Perins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Community College, and later the sixth form &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter_Symonds_College" title="Peter Symonds College"&gt;Peter Symonds College&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;, Winchester (2000-2002). She had been accepted by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/King%E2%80%99s_College_London" title="King’s College London" class="mw-redirect"&gt;King’s College London&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; to read English and by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chelsea_College_of_Art_and_Design" title="Chelsea College of Art and Design"&gt;Chelsea College of Art and Design&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; to do an art foundation course, with two 'A' grades (English and Art) and a 'B' (History) at A-level, before being scouted by a modelling agency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In 2007, Chung came to the attention of the fashion press for her distinctive, quirky style. She frequently appears on Best Dressed Lists, in fashion magazines and on the front row of fashion shows. She socialises with many well-known faces but has said the idea of lots of celebrity friends is "so cheesy". She has dismissed the notion of being an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/It_girl" title="It girl"&gt;It girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;, saying “there’s not much to being an It girl. It’s really quite a depressing title to hold”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-89125477947438285?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/89125477947438285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-alexa-chung.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/89125477947438285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/89125477947438285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-alexa-chung.html' title='My Alexa Chung'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SfwKYbj1BfI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kqM0oXvAmQU/s72-c/2028444716_84d0001ed0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-3782750392476240551</id><published>2009-04-28T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T01:01:39.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>memorable day</title><content type='html'>alhamdulillah, sekarang saya udah 17 tahun ya Allah terimakasih dan maafkan.&lt;br /&gt;actually, i hate getting older. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. ya saya syukuri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini,seperti biasa. Telat bangun.&lt;br /&gt;ambu dateng ke kamar marah-marah tanpa ucapan ulangtahun.&lt;br /&gt;banyak sms,ym,dan bbm saya nyala terus.&lt;br /&gt;ilove my friends.&lt;br /&gt;saya baca,bales. nyantai deh ;) hahaha&lt;br /&gt;mandi,salam sama abah dan ambu(dan abah masih tidur)&lt;br /&gt;s(saya): bah aku pergi yaaa....&lt;br /&gt;a(abah): iya eh selamat ulang tahun ya anakku.semoga panjang umur dan sholeh, masuk kedokteran,makin pinter.&lt;br /&gt;s: iya makasih bah, (sambil nyium)&lt;br /&gt;a: mau kado apa?&lt;br /&gt;s: ah ga usah.. i've everything i need more than i need.&lt;br /&gt;ambu : ya selamat ulang tahun ya sayang. semoga jadi sholeh&lt;br /&gt;*what?emang selama ini aku ga sholeh yaa?shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pergi kesekolah,seperti biasa ngebut.&lt;br /&gt;keluar mobil rambut acak-acakan, lari ke kelas, minum, ngos ngosan.&lt;br /&gt;di kelas hening.&lt;br /&gt;padahal saya ngarep semua inget sm ulang tahun saya(HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;yaaa ya udahlah. mungkin emang ga penting.&lt;br /&gt;kelas masih pada sibuk sendiri, ngaji.&lt;br /&gt;beres ngaji tiba-tiba : "SELAMAT ULANG TAHUN KAMI UCAPKAN SELAMAT PANJANG UMUR KITA KAN DOAKAN."&lt;br /&gt;ya ampuuun shock! ternyata mereka peduli sm saya. seneng bgt bgt.&lt;br /&gt;istirahat,ke kantin.&lt;br /&gt;yaa sempet pada heboh juga sih hahaha seneng bgt lah.&lt;br /&gt;pulang sekolah, ya biasa lah yaa...&lt;br /&gt;saya udah sedih banget,temen-temen ga ngasih kejutan buat saya(ngarep)&lt;br /&gt;tapi ternyata...&lt;br /&gt;ica : anter dulu gue atuh ke parkiraaaaan!&lt;br /&gt;saya: ahhh iya iya.&lt;br /&gt;pas di parkiran,&lt;br /&gt;ica dan yang lain udah pada ngumpul terus saya kan mau les fisika yaaa,ya udah saya teh pergi&lt;br /&gt;tiba tiba nenda narik-narik. (Aneh)&lt;br /&gt;dan tau nya, didepan saya ada kue ulang tahun bergambar cinderellaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;ya ampun,my favourite princess! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;makasih banget my sweetfriends. hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-3782750392476240551?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/3782750392476240551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/04/memorable-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/3782750392476240551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/3782750392476240551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/04/memorable-day.html' title='memorable day'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-6493972115335763083</id><published>2009-04-26T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T03:40:12.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my stupidity..</title><content type='html'>beberapa minggu yang lalu, temen saya bilang&lt;br /&gt;"eh ini saya punya pertanyaan psikotest bagus loh. tapi butuh kertas sm pulpen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*waktu itu saya lagi ol ym sama dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terus saya jawab&lt;br /&gt;"pertanyaan apaan?nanti aja deh kalo udh dirumah"&lt;br /&gt;dia balees lagi&lt;br /&gt;"ahh udah udah di ketik aja. nih jawab yaaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.. Pertama-tama tulis angka 1 sampai sebelas di&lt;br /&gt;kertas anda secara vertikal (atas ke bawah)&lt;br /&gt;2.. Tulis angka yang paling kamu senang (antara 1-&lt;br /&gt;11) disebelah angka No.1 dan 2&lt;br /&gt;3.. Tulis 2 nama orang (lawan jenis) yang kamu&lt;br /&gt;kenal, masing-masing di No.3 dan No.7&lt;br /&gt;4.. Tulis 3 nama orang yang kamu kenal di No.4, 5,&lt;br /&gt;dan 6. Disini kamu boleh menulis nama orang di&lt;br /&gt;keluarga, teman, kenalan. Siapapun OK. Cuma&lt;br /&gt;harus yang kamu kenal&lt;br /&gt;5.. Di no.8, 9, 10 dan 11 kamu tulis nama judul&lt;br /&gt;lagu yang berbeda-beda"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan bodohnya, saya jawab semua pertanyaan itu di page yahoo messeger saya sm dia.&lt;br /&gt;1.7&lt;br /&gt;2.8&lt;br /&gt;3.blabla&lt;br /&gt;4.bombom&lt;br /&gt;5.ica&lt;br /&gt;6.jessica&lt;br /&gt;7.that person (sebut saja farhan)&lt;br /&gt;8.if i let you go&lt;br /&gt;9.desember&lt;br /&gt;10.7 things&lt;br /&gt;11.thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terus tiba-tiba dia ngasih meaning dari pertanyaan pertanyaan itu, daaaan ternyataaaaa&lt;br /&gt;NAH............ dibawah ini ada jawaban dari psikotest-nya mudah-mudahan&lt;br /&gt;cocok jawabannya.&lt;br /&gt;1.. Anda harus memberitahu ke orang yang anda&lt;br /&gt;tulis di No. 7 tentang psi kotest ini&lt;br /&gt;2.. Orang yang anda tulis di No.3 adalah orang&lt;br /&gt;yang kamu cintai.&lt;br /&gt;3.. Orang yang anda tulis di No.7 adalah orang&lt;br /&gt;yang kamu suka, tetapi bertepuk sebelah tangan.&lt;br /&gt;4.. Orang yang anda tulis di No.4 adalah orang&lt;br /&gt;yang anda rasa paling penting bagi anda.&lt;br /&gt;5.. Orang yang anda tulis di No.5 adalah orang&lt;br /&gt;yang paling mengerti tentang anda.&lt;br /&gt;6.. Orang yang anda tulis di No. 6 adalah orang&lt;br /&gt;yang membawa keberuntungan pada anda.&lt;br /&gt;7.. Lagu yang anda tulis di no. 8 adalah lagu yang&lt;br /&gt;ditujukan untuk orang No.3&lt;br /&gt;8.. Lagu yang anda tulis di no.9 adalah lagu yang&lt;br /&gt;ditujukan untuk orangNo.7&lt;br /&gt;9.. Lagu yang anda tulis di no.10 adalah lagu yang&lt;br /&gt;melukiskan apa yang ada di hati anda.&lt;br /&gt;10.. Terakhir, lagu yang anda tulis di No.11 adalah&lt;br /&gt;lagu yang melukiskan hidup anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terus saya bales lagi :&lt;br /&gt;a : WANJIRRR! HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;f : wah nomer 7 saya!&lt;br /&gt;a : kebetulan..&lt;br /&gt;f : alah hauahahahahahahahah :))&lt;br /&gt;a : syit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and his right, itu &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ga kebetulan&lt;/span&gt; -,-&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahaahhaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-6493972115335763083?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/6493972115335763083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-stupidity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/6493972115335763083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/6493972115335763083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-stupidity.html' title='my stupidity..'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-4485112082279525131</id><published>2009-04-26T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T03:23:12.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PSP 14</title><content type='html'>Kemarin, saya jadi salah satu panitia dan pemain dalam PSP 14.&lt;br /&gt;PSP itu Pekan Seni Pelajar tapi sy sama temen-temen bikin jokes&lt;br /&gt;kalo psp itu singkatan dari Pekan Sibuk Pelajar.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. soalnya, waktu saya sendiri abis banget gara-gara psp itu.&lt;br /&gt;Latihan lah,rapat panitia inti lah,dll.&lt;br /&gt;tapi well, kmrn acaranya sukses kata saya sih. waktu ga ngaret dan hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;banyak yang nonton (alhamdulillah)&lt;br /&gt;jadi ga sia sia waktu saya kebuang banyak gara-gara psp.&lt;br /&gt;Haha,dan pasti ngangenin banget moment-moment bareng pas latihan psp.&lt;br /&gt;syit, ilove my friends that much!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;ayo maju terus 2010 ;)&lt;br /&gt;BAZZAR NYUSUL YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! hahahaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-4485112082279525131?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/4485112082279525131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/04/psp-14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/4485112082279525131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/4485112082279525131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/04/psp-14.html' title='PSP 14'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-8489156339308759243</id><published>2009-04-08T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T21:55:10.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the best we could do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;buat skrg,yang terbaik buat saya sm kamu..&lt;br /&gt;kita jalanin aja masing masing.&lt;br /&gt;saya udah dibuat ngasih kesempatan sm km 2 kali dan dua dua nya itu saya  dikecewain sm kamu.&lt;br /&gt;saya salah udah percaya sm kamu.&lt;br /&gt;ya udah,ini yang terbaik.&lt;br /&gt;take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-8489156339308759243?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/8489156339308759243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-we-could-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/8489156339308759243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/8489156339308759243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-we-could-do.html' title='the best we could do.'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-7143630509928491001</id><published>2009-03-18T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T05:48:08.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here it comes the busy day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bener dehh! kebangetan kalo kata aku.&lt;br /&gt;minggu ini aku sibuk buk buk banget. di mulai dari psp,umroh,next tour,adam,blabalaaaaaa..&lt;br /&gt;pusiiiiiiiiinggg...&lt;br /&gt;sekolah aku ga ada yang bener. nilai turuun dan keluarga aku jg jadi marah-marah gara gara aku pulang malem aja karna psp dan hmm.. aku ngeluh aja sm adam sampe akhirnya adam jg kaya yang ngejauh dari aku.&lt;br /&gt;aku ga mauu kaya ginii sebernya. aku pengen pulang sekolah ketemu adam,ngobrol,pulang kerumah,belajar ngerjain pr,online,ya wajar deh. ga kaya gini :(&lt;br /&gt;nilai aku banyak bgt yang turun,apalagi aku mid semester lg umroh yang akhirnya ngebuat aku susulan,dan susulan itu sendiriiiiiiiiiiii!&lt;br /&gt;aku ga bisa ngelakuin itu sendiirriiii..&lt;br /&gt;aku cape.. bener-bener cape dehhh.. pulang sekolah mandi dimarahin dan lsg tidur ga sempet aku mikirin sekolah apa lagi mikirin adam :( maaf ya adam.&lt;br /&gt;ayoo doong psp cepet beres please.&lt;br /&gt;mana aku harus ngurusin visaaaa dan itu ah maleees banget. aku tugas banyak bgt yang belum aku kerjain. ga tau deh nilainya gimana pusiiiiiiiing!&lt;br /&gt;pasti jeleeeek deh deh nilai aku uts ini.&lt;br /&gt;YA TUHAAN. aku ga mau ga naik kelas gara2 hal sepele yang wihhh ah syit deh.&lt;br /&gt;maafin aku ya ambu,abah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-7143630509928491001?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/7143630509928491001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/03/here-it-comes-busy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/7143630509928491001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/7143630509928491001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/03/here-it-comes-busy-day.html' title='here it comes the busy day.'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-7101580762355441027</id><published>2009-02-09T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T04:37:35.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My mom is my hero</title><content type='html'>Nasihat ambu  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"every person has their own beauty. stop trying to be somebody else. mereka cantik memang,tapi kamu juga punya your own beauty. tiap orang cantiknya beda beda,mungkin kamu beda. whats the problem being different honey? kamu beda tapi kamu juga cantik.tunjukan bahwa kalo kamu cantik bukan hanya dari fisik kamu saja. Ambu tau ko,kamu orangnya baik kan, kamu ga pernah jahatin orangkan. kamu belum menyadari aja how beautiful you are. cuman beberapa orang yang udah kenal kamu yang yakin banget kalo kamu cantik.so pleasee.. syukuri semuanya.. biar aja temen temen kamu udah punya pacar, save the best for the last itu sama dengan kamu. belum saat nya aja, pasti kamu dapetin lebih dari apa yang temen temen kamu dapet, dont be sad being a single. ambu juga dulu ga pernah pacaran, gpp tuh. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tujuan hidup kamu itu satu yaitu ketemu Allah&lt;/span&gt;. bukan buat pacaran aja.. so skrg kamu syukurii.. apa yang udah kamu dapet jgn membanding banding kan terus ke atas, lihat ke bawah dong banyak orang yang lebih menyedihkan dari pada kamu.. ngga baik terus terusan ngomong minder lah, ga pede lah. ambu tau banget,kamu dulu ga gini. so please give me back my own Aini. Aini yang selalu cheerful yang selalu confident with your own style and good attitude. Oke? udah lah sekarang kamu belajar aja.. hidup itu unpredictable. kamu sholat aja buat ngelampiasin semuanya, mengaji, ngadu kamu sama Allah. Allah itu adil. Allah itu tau mana yang baik dan jelek buat kamu.. terimain aja sayang ikhlasin.. Oke? ngomong2 kamu udah sholat belum?SANA CEPET SHOLAT!!!!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-7101580762355441027?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/7101580762355441027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-mom-is-my-hero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/7101580762355441027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/7101580762355441027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-mom-is-my-hero.html' title='My mom is my hero'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-595533929596522278</id><published>2009-02-08T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T06:20:12.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a letter to my best</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear BestFriends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you have to know that i love you guys as big as i love myself (maybe more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you have to know that i will be there for you, stand for you whatever happend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i hope,you all will do the same things as i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i will always take care of you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you all i ever wanted and i ever loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you for understanding me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thanks for cheer me up while i was sad&lt;br /&gt;thanks for standing me up while i was down&lt;br /&gt;thanks for teaching me how to loving and caring to other person &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thank you guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i will always love you guys. more and forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-595533929596522278?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/595533929596522278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/02/letter-to-my-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/595533929596522278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/595533929596522278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/02/letter-to-my-best.html' title='a letter to my best'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-3352607747528770143</id><published>2009-02-08T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T06:01:59.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've just a simple wish.. please,show me the right way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please,locked my passion of food. i want be as slim as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alexa Chung&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thats all my simple request.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-3352607747528770143?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/3352607747528770143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/02/please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/3352607747528770143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/3352607747528770143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/02/please.html' title='Please..'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-265380030489164059</id><published>2009-02-07T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:21:23.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Single, is not that bad Aini..</title><content type='html'>Yes, i'm single.&lt;br /&gt;i've talked to good friends of mine and said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh gosh. why am i single? am i the ugliest person hah? sometimes it's just suck being a single while you guys got one&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;it SUCK being a single. i have thought something like those words. but theeeen ..&lt;br /&gt;karina cheer me up and said : "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey please.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;being a single is not as bad as you thought aini&lt;/span&gt;... you can do chat to all boys as you want, play with them, be freeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;and ica said so. she said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; aini,you will still breathing whenever you are a single! so please.. dont regret it, and we always there for you, we will always care.. &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karina's and ica's thought make me believe that whenever i'm a single, they will be there for me,and always support me kan rin ca?&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehe.. i love you guys. more and always..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-265380030489164059?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/265380030489164059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/02/being-single-is-not-that-bad-aini.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/265380030489164059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/265380030489164059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/02/being-single-is-not-that-bad-aini.html' title='Being Single, is not that bad Aini..'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-8395831234604036537</id><published>2009-02-05T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T07:28:10.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Alexa Chung</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SYsEuZJn6NI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_ItGp8GUKsc/s1600-h/AlexaChung_77172472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SYsEuZJn6NI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_ItGp8GUKsc/s320/AlexaChung_77172472.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299334581603264722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SYsEuBn5sQI/AAAAAAAAAE0/l0xinZLXo7Y/s1600-h/2515029691_e22cfe0568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SYsEuBn5sQI/AAAAAAAAAE0/l0xinZLXo7Y/s320/2515029691_e22cfe0568.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299334575287808258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SYsEuOAsccI/AAAAAAAAAEs/onAQL1xF4Lc/s1600-h/chung-050608-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SYsEuOAsccI/AAAAAAAAAEs/onAQL1xF4Lc/s320/chung-050608-lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299334578613023170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SYsES31M8gI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ozGaxRoK8pg/s1600-h/1943057612_ebda63b550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SYsES31M8gI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ozGaxRoK8pg/s320/1943057612_ebda63b550.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299334108802773506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SYsETIJtlBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BnYoM7UG1eE/s1600-h/3034049487_be37dbd984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SYsETIJtlBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BnYoM7UG1eE/s320/3034049487_be37dbd984.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299334113183765522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SYsETP5tsCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/w5knyoT_SjE/s1600-h/alexa_chung_mode_large_qualite_uk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 356px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SYsETP5tsCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/w5knyoT_SjE/s320/alexa_chung_mode_large_qualite_uk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299334115264147490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;her name is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alexa Chung&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i adore her soooooooo damn much!&lt;br /&gt;her eyes,her body,her style&lt;br /&gt;sooo inspiring ;)&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, iwant to be just like her!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahhaha..&lt;br /&gt;i loveeeeeee Alexa Chung so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-8395831234604036537?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/8395831234604036537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-alexa-chung.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/8395831234604036537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/8395831234604036537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-alexa-chung.html' title='My Alexa Chung'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SYsEuZJn6NI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_ItGp8GUKsc/s72-c/AlexaChung_77172472.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-3943697872224056371</id><published>2009-02-05T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T06:45:52.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupidity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hari ini emang sudah seharusnya saya melakukan kebodohan mungkin yaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dimulai dari tadi pagi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;alarm nyala dan saya masih terlelaaap hingga dinda sms : gue otw yaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dan holly shit saya masih belum mau bangun! hahahahahaa.. sorry din.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;akhirnya saya nyetir sendiri daan ngebut! dan hampir nabrak! syiit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;pas istirahat,saya karin nenda jesi dini dinda di kantin. biasa lah girl talks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;terus nyanyi lagunya agrikultur pake i-pod karin,dan saya nyanyinya keraas ga nyadar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;terus saya ngomong : eh karaoke dong!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;mereka bls : okee hayu hayuu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ya udah saya lanjutin denger i-pod sambil ngomong : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;INUL YAA INUL VISTAAAA!! ENAKEUN ADA HELLOGOODBYE,KATY PERRY JUGA LENGKAP! AHH AYOO DONG INUL JGN NAV!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;saya kan lagi denger ipod ya, perasaan=suara saya kecil dan ga jelas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;karin : anjir ga usah teriak teriak!! hahahahahahhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;nenda : sutttttttttt ih!! berisik!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;jesi : Suara loooo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dinda : anjirrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dini : hahahahahahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;saya : sorry sorry.. lagi dengerin ipod jadi ga jelas. hehehehehehehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pas di kelas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;pkn = guru yang meninabobokan saya hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;enak banget,suara merdu,perut kenyang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;TIDURRR!!!! hahahahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sampe akhirnya, di absen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bapa : Aini Nur Fadillah Kartiwa?Aini ada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jesi : Ada pa ada..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;aini : zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz (tidur)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bapa : mana aini?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;jesi : ni,ni,banguun! ni,ni!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;aini : haaaa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;perta : maju kedepan siah ni!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;aini : WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;bapa : BANGUN YAA.. PELAJARANNYA SUDAH BERES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;aini : (Bingung)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pas tadi ym an.. dengan kebodohaaaan!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;saya masih nyapa si blabla.. what a fool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;aini : blabla gilaaaaaaaa! hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;blabla : (kosong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ANJIR MALUUU LAH! hahahahahahhahahahahahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;keren banget kan hari ini.. hmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-3943697872224056371?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/3943697872224056371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/02/stupidity.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/3943697872224056371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/3943697872224056371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/02/stupidity.html' title='Stupidity'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-6181855434730798909</id><published>2009-01-21T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T04:20:30.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT A DAY!! LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SXcS6vV6YwI/AAAAAAAAADI/UE1lGdT6AS8/s1600-h/Picture0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SXcS6vV6YwI/AAAAAAAAADI/UE1lGdT6AS8/s320/Picture0196.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293720687347393282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SXcSzQrQWhI/AAAAAAAAADA/wuNKqqTOfOs/s1600-h/Picture0274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SXcSzQrQWhI/AAAAAAAAADA/wuNKqqTOfOs/s320/Picture0274.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293720558856329746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SXcScp4-XrI/AAAAAAAAAC4/kkiTGwHhGU4/s1600-h/Picture0190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SXcScp4-XrI/AAAAAAAAAC4/kkiTGwHhGU4/s320/Picture0190.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293720170487766706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHAAHHA hari ini saya banyak ketawa nya dari pada tidurnya (tumben) hahaha terutama karna si awfi yang dolay sm si abel hahaahhahahahahahaha parah bgt. tadi kita cuman bertiga zzzz ke ciwalk sangking ga ada kerjaannya hahahahahaah ketawa aja terus sepanjang waktu dan perjalanan (asa jauh) hahaahhahahahaha.LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-6181855434730798909?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/6181855434730798909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-day-lol.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/6181855434730798909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/6181855434730798909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-day-lol.html' title='WHAT A DAY!! LOL'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SXcS6vV6YwI/AAAAAAAAADI/UE1lGdT6AS8/s72-c/Picture0196.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-7642309976888373553</id><published>2009-01-17T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:13:07.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Tiap saya bilang : Haaa gpp kooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;it means that sebenernya apa apa banget!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Tiap saya bilang : Ohh yaa udahh,hati hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;it means sebenernya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;saya ga mau kamu pergii!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Tiap saya bilang : Iya saya ga bisa bangun pagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;itu sebenernya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;saya pengen kamu yang bangunin saya!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Tiap saya bilang : Huuu nyebeliin dasar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;itu sebenernya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;saya sayaaang kamu banget!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Tiap saya bilang : saya dirumah aja ko.ga ada kerjaan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;itu sebenernya saya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;pengen kamu yang nemenin sayaaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Tiap saya bilang : Yaa itu kan urusan kamu,ga peduli!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;itu sebenerny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;a akuu peduli bangeeeeet!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Tiap saya bilang : Maleeeeeeees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;itu sebenernya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;saya pengen kamu yang nyemangatin sayaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s : ga enak banget yaa bohongin hati sendiri. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-7642309976888373553?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/7642309976888373553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/01/truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/7642309976888373553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/7642309976888373553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/01/truth.html' title='The Truth'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-3452781498040208189</id><published>2009-01-16T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T05:54:42.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I called it A DAY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Today is Dini's Birthdaaaaaay hahahahaha happy birthday sweetheart :* hhahahhaa we love you so muuuch hehehehe.Abit bikin lagu,gini nih liriknya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"selamat ulang tahun dinii tersayang kita ucapkan semoga panjang umur dan bahagia kami doakan... Diniiiiii... selalu riang tertawa senang menyenangkan Selamat ulang tahun dini "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;hahaha bagus kan :p bikin abit hehehe pokonya we love and care about you dini hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah gitu tadi rapat panitia panggung buat psp 14 hahaha bagusss ehehhe saya jadi crew panggung yang ternyata ga jauh dari pembantu umum hahahahahahahahahahahahahha greaaat!&lt;br /&gt;ya udah lah yaaa haahha baee hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;hari ini saya banyak banget makan anjirrr ahahahha bae ah pusying ahahha.&lt;br /&gt;hmm apa lagi yaa hari ini,hmmmmm.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH IYAA!! kucing saya meninggal :(( &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;My BUBU :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;kegeleng sama mobil,ga sengaja lah pasti supir saya juga :(( tapi kan sediiihh lucu bangeeet padahal,warnanya abu abu gendut bulu nya tebel aaahh lucu deh lucuuu banget tapi meninggal :(( sediiiiiiiiihhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;huhuhuhuhu mana ga pernah foto sm dia huhuhuhuhu&lt;br /&gt;doain yaaa *APEUUU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sediiiih banget ya ampun,makanya bu,jgn main di garasi aja jadi ajaaaaaaaaaaa huhuu ah udah ah males ngetik ahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-3452781498040208189?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/3452781498040208189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-called-it-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/3452781498040208189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/3452781498040208189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-called-it-day.html' title='I called it A DAY.'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-5626180673293681134</id><published>2009-01-15T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T05:31:26.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/great/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=5855101"&gt;&lt;img alt="great" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmdMNVhkd2ZqM1JHUDR6LVk3VVIxcHcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="great" border="0" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/great/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=5855101"&gt;great&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=307871"&gt;Ainot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;OH I WANT IT !! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;pengeeen dong kaya gitu hahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-5626180673293681134?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/5626180673293681134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/01/wish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/5626180673293681134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/5626180673293681134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/01/wish.html' title='Wish'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-2574484740578894510</id><published>2009-01-15T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T04:32:33.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth or Dare</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Hari ini,what a great day deh kayanya ahahahah seru banget.&lt;br /&gt;Dikelas tadi main permainan yang namanya&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;truth or dare&lt;/span&gt; hahahahahha seruu banget. di mulai dari kris yang harus jujur hal yang paling memalukan,terus ilafi yang jujur siapa cowo paling ganteng dan indri yang dare buat neriakin isi hati dia sama tesa hahahahahahaha dan puti yang lagi lagi dare buat bilang : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ADAAM I LOVE YOU!!!!&lt;/span&gt; hhahahaha :)) dan juga paling bodoh haidy yang disuruh jalan sambil dadah ngelewat ipa 8 yang kaca semua ahahahhhahahaa alhasil semua orang ngeliat dia sangking lambatnya hahahaha terus kika yang harus jalan bebek di lagi lagi ipa 8 ahhahaha seru deh kalo udah ketawa bareng anak kelas hehehehe :p seneng banget. Perta juga aduh si chayaaank HAHAHAHA najis lu per hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi juga rapat angkatan,ceilaaahh gilaa panitia gitu haahhaha buat bikin acara angkatan di guest house ambu ehehehhehe moga moga cukup ya hey! hahaha ayoo dong 2010 bikin acara, biar kompak buat bazzar kita heheeheh.dan oh iya yaaa,buat&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; wanda makasih gelang persahabatannya hehhee gue pake wan :p:p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulang sekolah,ga langsung pulang malah ketawa-ketawa dikantin ga jelas sama jokes ibu kantin yang aduh hahahahaha oke beeeettt hahahahahahaha :)) ngakak. terus tadi si &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blabla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nyamperin hehehehehehehehehehehehehe udah ah suuuut :p :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah yaaa heeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-2574484740578894510?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/2574484740578894510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/01/truth-or-dare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/2574484740578894510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/2574484740578894510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/01/truth-or-dare.html' title='Truth or Dare'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-6353596814004041803</id><published>2009-01-12T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T08:00:45.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>things that make me laugh today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;hmmm tadi konyooool banget hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;kayanya seharian ketawa ketawa deh tadi pas sekolah,hmm kalo gini bener2 bikin saya love to school banget hehehe.bener2 best moment :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;tadi yaa pas disekolah,i spent lot of time at canteen with all my istal hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;awalnya kita cewe cewe aja yang ada,pada makan minum atau sekedar cerita gimana hari kamu bla bla bla terus tiba2 awfi sama tommy datang menghampiri kita kita daaan anjirr hahhahaa para dolayers itu membuat saya tertawa terbirit birit HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;pertama nih yaaaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;si tommy bikin jokes yaang aduh ahahahha :)) buat saya sih bagus banget ahahhaaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;sok sok an anak jakarta ahahahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;nih yaaa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;saya : idih awfi apaan sih ngomongnya hahaha sok sok an gue elu. maneh aing mah maneh aing weh hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;awfi : wesss. gue kan gueee yaa biasa gituu emang gaulbanget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;tommy : yaa biasakan yaa kitaa anak gaul jakarta gimana gitu deh ( dengan aksen nya yaaang aduhhh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;tiba tiba karin ikut ikutan juga hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;karin : iyaa biasa nih awfi hahaahahha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;saya : iya gue juga tau hahaha yang gueh elu mah bedah ahhahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;tommy : Fi,biasa kan yaa, gue kemarin baru dari amrik terus landing kan tuh pesawat gueh terus didalem pesawat gueh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tikosewat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;saya : HAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAH tikosewat lah bahasanya ( artinya jatuh,kalo dalam sunda bilangnya gitu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;tommy : iyaaa terus si mamih nanya,gapapa?ya udah gue jawab,ga ko,cuman &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boleksek&lt;/span&gt; (artinya luka kecil dalam sunda)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;saya dan ica : HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA dolaaaaay dolaaaay hahaahahhahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;hal itu yang selalu bikin saya ketawa dan betaaaah disekolah ahahahaha. terus yaaa kan kita pindah tempat tuh,terus cerita ceritaa lagi ttg tato tato an soalnya temen2 kita baru dari bali dan banyaaaaaaaak banget yang pake tato daaan ooooohhh ngalaaaay abis hahaahahhahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;tiba tiba niken bilang : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;niken : iya lah aku juga pengen pake tato, disini nih (sambil nunjukin di bawah leher) tapi tulisannya ALLAHUAKBAR,anjirrr keren banget kan?tetap ingat ALLAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;saya : hahahahahahaha plis atuh ken, dosa hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;karin : ih iya siah bagus ahahahaha pengen aku jg pake tato disini nih (sambil nunjukin belakang leher)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;saya : Hahahaha iya rin bagus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ica : Iya lah aku jg pengeeeen hhahaha tapi sekujur tubuh tulisan alquran ahhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;niken : haahah anjirr,saya mah disini nih (sambil nunjukin di punggung tapi aga bawahan dikit hampir deket pantat) tapi tulisannya SUBHANNALAH jadi yaa kalo kebuka baju nya teh langsung kebaca tulisan itu hahahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;saya :&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHAHA PARAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH HAHAHAHA dolaaaay ahahahhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;hmmm udah sih hahahaha isinya ga penting dan haahaahhaha buat saya best moment hehehe :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;udah yaaa saya ngantuk ahahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-6353596814004041803?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/6353596814004041803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-that-make-me-laugh-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/6353596814004041803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/6353596814004041803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-that-make-me-laugh-today.html' title='things that make me laugh today'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-7532303404129944966</id><published>2009-01-12T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T03:47:10.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First day at school,hmmm cuman pa toto doang meen yang masuk greaaat ahahha udah nerangin ttg apa yaa tadi lupaaaaaaaaaa hahaha. jadi tadi kebanyakan di kantin bareng my schoolmate :*:* hahha. tadi yaaa pas lagi ngobrol2 siapa sih tadi yang nyeletuk ngomongin hantu?hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pokonya yaaaaa tadi, tiba-tiba awalnya karin bikin joke yaaang OHHHH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LUCU BANGET! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahahahahhahaha dibaca garing abis. hmmm :p&lt;br /&gt;tapi bener2 hahaahhahahaha ngakak deh gue hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;oh iya iyaa terus yaa tiba2 karin cerita ttg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;hantu hantuuu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ngeri deh ceritanya dimulai yang dialamin sama diri sendiri,sm orang lain,sampe sama temen temen kita sendiri yang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;WOW! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's hard to hmmm believe or not deh yaa ahahha&lt;br /&gt;daaan ah males kalo harus dicerita gmana detailnya cerita cerita itu. sampe akhirnyaaa,kita bahas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Kaka. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yaaa pasti pada tau kan kalo dulu our beloved friend and our beloved senior hehe meninggal karna kecelakaan. cerita itu dimulai dari datengnya kaka kesekolah,kesedihan Onna who is my best friend too,kesedihan semuanya deh. kaka yang ganteng banget,baik banget,tapi harus meninggalkan kita secepat ini, hmmm sedih. sampe sampe abit nangis sampe sedihnya keingetan kaka huhuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi disekolah juga saya sama temen2 rencaana buat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;sleep over! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*can't wait girls :* hehehe&lt;br /&gt;pengennya pas ulang taun dini jg biar bareng hehehe. kan seruuu.&lt;br /&gt;din rin ayo dong kita bikin jadwalnya, sabtu apa jumat nih?hehehe :p&lt;br /&gt;terus jugaa jokes jokes nya &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;tommy dan awfi para dolayers&lt;/span&gt; hahaahahahahahhahahaha which is bikin saya ngakak banget hahahahahahahahahaha greeeeaaaat deh hari ini. yaa terkecuali pa toto kenapa harus masuk hmmm,jadi aja saya ketinggalan buat foto2 ahhaahhahahaha sirik banget woy liat foto2 kaliaan lucu lucu hahahaha. hmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaahh pokonya can't wait to see you girls bsk kita main lagi yaa dan girls talks nya juga hahahaha thanks muuuaah hehhe&lt;br /&gt;thanks buat ica jesi nenda karin dini abit dinda nike niken anuy dhira heheheh lots of lovee yaa muaaaah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4297811632292882462-7532303404129944966?l=aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/feeds/7532303404129944966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/01/ghost-story.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/7532303404129944966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4297811632292882462/posts/default/7532303404129944966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aininurfadillahkartiwa.blogspot.com/2009/01/ghost-story.html' title='Ghost Story'/><author><name>Aini Nur F Kartiwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921187127042239712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7ggKZ_tnTU/SwKoB56EkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ayiShBj2Kcc/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4297811632292882462.post-5779046860413947533</id><published>2009-01-11T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T06:23:51.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Guy Who Really Can Make Me Melting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Hmm,beberapa bulan terakhir ini saya sering banget bulak balik ke starbucks,pvj. Daaaaan saya kesana bukan karna saya pengen sok sok an beli coffee mahal yang rasanya yaa sama sama aja hahahaha,tapi saya emang suka sih ehhee. daaan the most important nya teeh yaa,aduh ada mas mas barista yaaa wihhh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;as cool as i wish &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;hahhahaha anjirr lah yaaaa. hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;pertama nih yaahh,pertama kali nya saya dateng kan saya sendiri yaa daaann,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Wibi (si mas itu namanya wibi) : Selamat malam mba,ada yang bisa saya bantu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;and you should know yaa he's got a really cute smile hehhe :pp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Saya : Emmm,saya pengen caramel frapuccino aja mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Wibi : oke,mau ukuran apa? (masih tersenyum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Saya : Grande aja deh. Oh iya mas, extra caramel yaaaa :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Wibi : okee! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Nah udah kan yaa terus saya duduk dengan muka memelas karna saya lagi beteeeeeee bangeeet lagi stuck abis hahaha daaaan tiba tibaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Wibi : Ko cemberut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Saya : Hah?aaah enggaa heeee ( SALTING! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Wibi : Nih saya ambilin caramel nya,jgn cemberut yaaaa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(sambil senyum dan anjirrrr MELTIIING!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;saya : haaa engga ko,makasih yaa mas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Nah udah kan yaaa haah itu tuh pertama banget ketemu sama dia,saya udah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;melting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;dengan his cute smile hehe :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;minggu depannya saya dateng lagi,masih sendirian dengan banyak banget belanjaan ditangan saya heee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Wibi : Halo ada yang bisa saya bantu? baru belanja yaa? (masih senyum andalannya itu yaa hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Saya : Heee iyaa. Emm saya pengen caramel frappucino (samar samar)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sumpah saya deg2an banget hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Wibi : Sorry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;saya : caramel frappucino ehem ( jelas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Wibi : mau coffee apa cream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;saya : Emmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(sambil nutup mata karna ga bisa mikir dan menjawab terbata bata) &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;cream deh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Wibi : Haha okeee bentar ya,ukuran?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Saya : Grande deh hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Wibi : oke sip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Hari itu biasa aja sih karna penuh banget haha saya selalu pulang dengaaaan hati yang seneng banget kalo abis ketemu dia haahhaha am i crazy or what? hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Daaan terus 2 minggu kemudian saya kesana lagi,kali ini bareng ica karna kita ketemu di pvj yang which is pada saat itu crowded bangeeet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Wibi : Hallo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Saya : Emm iya hallo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Wibi : aduh sorry,itu rambut kamu ada yang nakal bisa tolong dibenerin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;saya : Hah?Oh iyaa gpp ahaha biarin aja deh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(pas itu emang ada rambut yang keluar dari kunciran saya,daaan ohh he's pay attention to me hahahaha,langsung deh deg degan bangeeet hahaah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Wibi : emm iya abisnya kalo liat rambut cewe kaya gitu gue jadi pengen benerin sendiri pake tangan gue (OHH DIA NGOMONG GT SAMBIL SENYUM!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;saya : Haaaa oh iya hahaa ya udah gpp&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;(dalam hati gue ngomong,ntar2 gue pura2 ga ngerti deh biar dibenerin sm wibi hahahahahahahahaah :)) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Wibi : oke deh,jadi mau pesen apaaa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Saya : caramel frappucino,grande,extra caramel please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Wibi : Okeee ditunggu yaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Daan pada saat itu ada ica daaan ica jg bener bener terhipnotis hahahahaha emang ganteeeng banget yaa ampun hahaha.dan lebih bodoh nyaa yaaaa saya diem di starbucks itu lamaa banget cuman buat liatin muka si mas wibi hahahahahaha pliss deh, bener kan am i falling in love or crazy? hhahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Minggu depannya gue dateng lagi daaaaaaaan, uuhh ini mah bikin engap banget ahhaahha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Wibi : Hallo,mau pesan apaa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;saya : hmm carameeeel ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Wibi : Caramel Frappucino kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;saya : Loh koo?haaa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Wibi : iya biasanya pesen itu kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;saya : Haaa yayayaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Wibi : ukurannya grande juga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Saya : iya heeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Wibi : okee, extra caramel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;saya : iyaaa bener hahhhahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Aduuh dia sampe hapal hahhahahaha kesukaan gue apa hmmm gilaa yaa haahhahah ahh pokonya tiap gue kesana melting bgt hahaha ganteeeeng hahaa :*:*:* ahahahaha :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Maaf yaaa ini sok sok an cerita ehehehe :p thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;p.s : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;kalo mau liat lsg dateng aja ke starbucks pvj biasanya kerja malem hari apa aja heheehe and you will see what i saw heeheh :p&lt;/span&gt; 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