<?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-7550776</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:09:34.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the forgotten but still dominant</title><subtitle type='html'>..she's indeed an affectionate person,warm and brings comfort everytime i talk to her.she has a perfect blend of laughter and seriousness. (Maverick) 
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untuk urusan curahan hati (termasuk misuh2),dia mahkluk yang tepat. nyaman pol.!! (Wowik)
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..Penguasa seluruh mata air danau kasih sayang, dan pematang ...Tuhan mengaruniakan dia kepadaku, supaya aku menjadi manusia. Terimakasih, Asihku. 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src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-115726315291748297</id><published>2006-09-02T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T23:45:04.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sederhana</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/burung.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kupikir cintaku sederhana&lt;br /&gt;Tak berharap dikirimi bunga&lt;br /&gt;Tak berpikir dihadiahi permata&lt;br /&gt;Memang cintaku sederhana&lt;br /&gt;Bersyukur saat dia menyapa&lt;br /&gt;Bahagia saat dia ada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/burung.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kupikir cintaku sederhana&lt;br /&gt;Seperti ilalang yang tumbuh tanpa ditanam&lt;br /&gt;Tidak cantik, tidak menarik&lt;br /&gt;Tetap tumbuh meski dipandang sebelah mata&lt;br /&gt;Tetap bertahan walau tak diperhitungkan&lt;br /&gt;Dan tercabut tanpa kata-kata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/burung.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cintaku sederhana&lt;br /&gt;Tak memaksa untuk dibalas&lt;br /&gt;Sekalipun isi doaku sama :&lt;br /&gt;“Biarpun sederhana -biarkan cintaku menjadi sempurna”&lt;br /&gt;“Sekalipun tak berbalas-Ijinkan aku kuat menjaganya”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/burung.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hingga suatu waktu Kesederhanaan cintaku&lt;br /&gt;Mencipta hari penuh syukur&lt;br /&gt;Menoreh wajah penuh senyum&lt;br /&gt;Menghapus pipi dari airmata&lt;br /&gt;Menipiskan doa keprihatinan&lt;br /&gt;Menggantinya dengan puji-pujian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/burung.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena cinta sederhanaku&lt;br /&gt;Tercipta dari pribadi yang mengajariku&lt;br /&gt;Untuk tetap sederhana seperti hidupNya&lt;br /&gt;Sekalipun Dia Maha Punya&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin Cintaku tetap sederhana&lt;br /&gt;Karena Dia yang kupuja Ingin aku menjadi serupa…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16/7/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-115726315291748297?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/115726315291748297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=115726315291748297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/115726315291748297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/115726315291748297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2006/09/sederhana.html' title='Sederhana'/><author><name>aSih 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dia&lt;br /&gt;Kuusir harapan kedatangannya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepi…&lt;br /&gt;Nglangut…&lt;br /&gt;Bertumpu diatas satu kaki&lt;br /&gt;Mana bisa mengejar mimpi?&lt;br /&gt;Kutahu ini belum seberapa&lt;br /&gt;Tapi mengapa aku hilang asa?&lt;br /&gt;Sadar, itu pamali&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tetap saja ku tak bernyali&lt;br /&gt;Menghadapi terapi dan rasa nyeri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gustiiii…!!&lt;br /&gt;Suwun buat pacoban ini&lt;br /&gt;Tapi bila pareng nyuwun&lt;br /&gt;Katakan satu kata saja&lt;br /&gt;Pasti mampu kumenapak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena Engkau hanya sejauh doa&lt;br /&gt;Sementara kepedulian hanya sementara&lt;br /&gt;Di antara tembok penuh senyuman….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13/8/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-115726316809527164?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-115726317724179891</id><published>2006-09-02T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T22:59:37.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish (15/8/06)</title><content type='html'>I wish a bird visited my room&lt;br /&gt;Stood on my window sill&lt;br /&gt;Sung its simple beat &amp;amp; tone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could feel His presence&lt;br /&gt;By the coming of this little friend&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could smile then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish this boredom was only one, two days&lt;br /&gt;But it had eaten me day to day&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could overcome it easily&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong – it stayed steadily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish a bird came to kill it&lt;br /&gt;Phiuuhhh….none had come&lt;br /&gt;I wish a bird amused me today&lt;br /&gt;But still I left lonely…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( a week after my accident on 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yang bisa kubantu teman?"&lt;br /&gt;atau sekedar menyilakan kau masuk ke taman&lt;br /&gt;hingga kau merasa nyaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun kemudian terpikir olehku,&lt;br /&gt;mungkin bukan sahabat yang dia mau&lt;br /&gt;atau mungkin dia tertarik pada motorku&lt;br /&gt;karena dia pikir motor itu kerbau&lt;br /&gt;yang biasa membawanya berjalan2 di sawah hijau&lt;br /&gt;yang kini mulai jarang dia nikmati&lt;br /&gt;saat semua telah berubah menjadi kaca-kaca silau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entahlah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayangnya motor legenda 2000ku&lt;br /&gt;hanya benda mati kaku&lt;br /&gt;yang untuk menyapa seekor burung kecilpun  &lt;br /&gt;tak mampu&lt;br /&gt;apalagi untuk mengatakan padaku&lt;br /&gt;apa yang dia tahu tentang si teman baru&lt;br /&gt;Masih kutatap burung gereja itu&lt;br /&gt;dengan mie goreng sarapan pagiku&lt;br /&gt;masih ingin bertanya&lt;br /&gt;namun kecepatan gelengan kepalanya&lt;br /&gt;memberi tanda dia akan segera terbang&lt;br /&gt;dan dia memang terbang&lt;br /&gt;mungkin dia mulai menyadari,&lt;br /&gt;motorku bukan kerbau sahabatnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesaat setelah kukembali dari dapur&lt;br /&gt;untuk meletakkan piring kosongku&lt;br /&gt;tidak ada lagi burung gereja kecil&lt;br /&gt;di samping motor legenda 2000ku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku kembali ke rutinitasku&lt;br /&gt;yang tidak lagi memberi cukup oksigen&lt;br /&gt;untuk nafasku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan kuharap burung kecil itu&lt;br /&gt;akan datang lagi sewaktu2&lt;br /&gt;hingga biar cuma beberapa detik&lt;br /&gt;memberi ruang untuk nafasku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Solo, 4/8/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-115466829402785712?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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            &lt;br /&gt;Masihkah kau akan berkata “tunggulah lebih lama?”&lt;br /&gt;Padahal kau tahu aku tak akan bertahan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atau pada akhirnya, kau mulai berpikir&lt;br /&gt;“tak kubiarkan lagi kau sendiri”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan akhirnya kudengar kau berkata :&lt;br /&gt;“Kuciptakan untukmu, pasangan yang sepadan”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekedar bertanya&lt;br /&gt;Akankah Kau mengatakannya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;D-forgotten  &lt;br /&gt;04.08.04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-115303091682674756?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/115303091682674756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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27.5.06</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aku&lt;em&gt; njegigis&lt;/em&gt; merasakan goncangan yang kualami.. ihhhhhh&lt;em&gt; “lindu..lindu.”&lt;/em&gt; Bagiku gempa besar ini, menjadi pengalaman baru untukku. Aku sudah bangun dari jam 4, jadi goncangan pada jam 6 kurang itu kutanggapi tanpa terkejut. Baru sadar Bodohnya –saat aku tidak berlari ke luar dari ruang mencuci, malah aku meganggi mesin cuciku !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat goncangan berhenti aku melihat semua orang sudah berada di luar dengan wajah panic. Aku masih heran – gitu aja panic – santai aja napa?! -- aku baru sadar bodohnya –&lt;br /&gt;Saat menerima telepon dari kakak di prambanan yang rumahnya rata dengan tanah&amp; ibu mertuanya tertimpa tembok &amp;amp; terjepit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku seharusnya “heboh” juga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat aku membuka internet dan memperoleh &lt;a href="http://earthquake.usgs.gov/eqcenter/eqinthenews/2006/usneb6/"&gt;data&lt;/a&gt; ini --- aku baru sadar Bodohnya aku –&lt;br /&gt;It’s serious man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat mendengar kabar korban sudah mencapai 1000 orang, aku tidak berbicara lagi, aku tidak berpikir apa2 lagi. Aku menyimak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat kabar tdk bisa diperoleh dari ponakan yang kuliah di Jogja, aku mulai panic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat Tengah malam, ada kabar dari Ndun “Gw baik2 aja, Cuma masih tidur dil uar, takut gempa susulan” dan kakak sekeluarga sudah datang ke rumah Solo dengan selamat, serta mendengar kabar mencapai 2700an orang, aku baru bisa merenung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhh.. Tuhan, jangan lah bercanda dengan gaya yang begini. Tidak lucu! Kami tidak bisa tertawa! Kalau Kau marah, Kau beri kami tsunami, kalau Kau iseng, Kau adu Mak Lampir di Merapi dengan Nyi Roro Kidul di Segoro Kidul… Sekarang Kau lihat, Nyi Roro Kidul memenangkan aduanMu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang mungkin Kau tertawa “ Lihatlah manusia, kamu mengantisipasi bencana dari puncak dengan rapi, tapi aku singkapkan matamu dengan goncangan dari samudaraKu. He..he.. Sadar kah, kalau kau merasa SMART kau salah, Kalau kau lepaskan kepasrahanmu padaKu, dan bergantung pada kekuatanmu, kamu bodoh! Karena Aku mendatangkan segala sesuatu seperti pencuri di tengah malam, just like My second Coming, dan hanya dalam waktu 59 detik, kau lumpuh dan tidak berdaya bukan??!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkinkah sekarang Tuhan berpikir “Aku bangga kau bersiap di Merapi, tapi Aku ingin kau arif di ‘Selatan’ saat ini. Ha.hhh.. apapun maksudMu Tuhan, janganlah lagi bencana demi bencana ini mendukakan kami, Kami sedang berbenah dari luka tsunami – kenapa sekarang kau beri cobaan ini”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s So unbelievable God, berjanjilah, kesedihan ini berakhir baik2 saja..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-114879601157946495?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/114879601157946495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=114879601157946495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114879601157946495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114879601157946495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2006/05/earthquake-on-27506.html' title='The earthquake on 27.5.06'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-114821750176727222</id><published>2006-05-21T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T06:18:21.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Password</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;D: Password untuk masuk ke Biosnya apa?&lt;br /&gt;A: wah sudah ga ingat tuh ! Tapi biasanya kalo aku bikin password *** atau ****** (sorry ya??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena aku selalu memakai namamu untuk passwordku. Bagaimanapun, itu masa laluku. Sekarang tentu sudah tidak lagi, sebab time has healed all wounds yang kuciptakan karena menembus pagar yang seharusnya membatasi ruang gerak hatiku terhadapmu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: Ga masalah.&lt;br /&gt;A: tapi sekarang sudah engga dong&lt;br /&gt;D: Halah aku kan ga tahu !&lt;br /&gt;A: Kog ga percaya siy? Cek aja, buka Friendster, Blogger, yahoo, indomail,plasa, etc. Kamu kan sdh tahu ID ku. Buka pakai password itu pasti ga kebuka – Wekkk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena bagiku sekarang kamu adalah BeF – Best Friendku. Bukankah saat kau memanggilku dari hpmu, kau dial “BeF” – dan di hpku akan muncul “BeF calling” Karena memang ada phase hidup lebih penting yang harus kita lewati sebagai seorang SAHABAT – dan ternyata itu lebih indah daripada sebagai KEKASIH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau adalah Saluran berkat Tuhan untukku. Seorang sahabat yang bisa memperbaiki computer di kamarku tanpa keberatan ku tinggal tidur (kan kecapekan kerja!), yang bisa ngirimi aku pulsa, kapan aja ku butuh (bayar kan bisa bulan belakang ), yang bisa kuandalkan untuk a matter which is beyond my ability to overcome it personally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry aku Cuma bisa menjadi sahabat yang nitipin kue2 ringan untuk jagoanmu &amp;amp; salam hangat untuk istrimu yang beruntung…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you differently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-114821750176727222?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/114821750176727222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=114821750176727222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114821750176727222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114821750176727222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2006/05/password.html' title='Password'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-114821755114739064</id><published>2006-05-21T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T06:19:11.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>season of happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Our rainy season (theoretically) starts from October to April and dry season starts from April to October ----- well it's a little bit no so accurate lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog will not tell you about those seasons anyway. It will tell you about seasons of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woww, such a hard topic for me ! However it should be easy as I am in it now, in the season of happiness !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had ended when I started the fight with the man I love &amp; he refused to forgive me. For my utter surprise, it started again last night by his sudden coming. The season is signed by smiles, nice, romantic words and of course kisses &amp;amp; promises &amp;amp; dating...not to be mentioned thanks-giving words for Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different from the rainy and dry seasons which have 'starting' and 'ending' ... I wish that my season of happiness will never end but may be made perfect at every second of our path.&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/7550776-114821755114739064?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/114821755114739064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=114821755114739064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114821755114739064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114821755114739064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2006/05/season-of-happiness.html' title='season of happiness'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-114551201437559584</id><published>2006-04-19T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T22:46:54.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tas kehidupan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sudah cukup lama aku berkutat dengan pekerjaanku. Aku bersiap-siap untuk meninggalkan kantor. Dengan enggan kuangkat tas berat itu ke pundakku. Beban yang menekan di pundakku terasa begitu mengganggu, tapi aku memang harus membawa tas ini.&lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/headache2.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Di perjalanan pulang, aku mengendarai sepeda motorku masih dengan konsentrasi pada tas yang membebani pundakku.Seorang anak kecil menyeberang dengan sepedanya tanpa melihat ke kiri dan ke kanan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh!"  Aku memaki dalam hati. "Kecil kecil sudah menyebalkan, gimana gedenya nanti." Aku melanjutkan perjalanan masih dengan sejuta omelan dalam hati. Ingin rasanya cepat sampai di rumah, supaya aku bisa beristirahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/kaget.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suara klakson yang berbunyi nyaring mengagetkan aku dari lamunanku. Kulirik spion dan kulihat seorang anak muda dengan mobil mewahnya membunyikan klakson dengan nada tak sabar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh, kenapa sih dengan orang-orang ini?  Emangnya dia nggak lihat kalau jalanan memang lagi macet?  Emangnya dikira enak membawa tas seberat ini?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika sampai di rumah, ternyata perasaan nyaman yang kuimpikan tak dapat kutemui. Suasana hiruk pikuk keluargaku terasa seperti dentuman-dentuman keras di kepalaku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lagi-lagi!"  Aku memaki dalam hati.  "Aku capek." "Aku ingin istirahat." "Berat sekali yang harus aku angkat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kenapa sih nggak ada yang mau mengerti?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Malam hari...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya aku memperoleh ketenangan. Aku bisa tidur dan beristirahat. Tapi tas besar dan berat ini terasa mengganggu sekali. Aku tak bisa tidur. Tapi aku tak bisa melepaskannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/headache2.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku kesal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Bapa, kenapa sih berat sekali? Sungguh-sungguh sangat mengganggu... " Aku mengeluh sambil meneteskan air mata.&lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/nangis.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mengapa engkau tidak meletakkan tas itu anak-KU?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tapi aku tak bisa BAPA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kenapa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Lihatlah, semua tas ini berlabelkan tanggung jawab. Semua harus aku bawa setiap saat, aku tak bisa meletakkannya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tas hitam yang paling besar ini, lihat tulisan di depannya, PEKERJAAN. Semua tanggung jawab pekerjaanku ada di dalamnya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lalu yang coklat ini, KELUARGA. Aku juga tak bisa meletakkannya. Semuanya adalah bebanku."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dan yang biru ini, PELAYANAN. ENGKAU tentu tak ingin aku meletakkannya bukan?"&lt;br /&gt;Aku berusaha menjelaskan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAPA-ku yang baik hanya tersenyum, lalu mendekatiku. "Kemarilah, AKU ingin melihatnya."&lt;br /&gt;IA melihat tas hitam besar yang kuletakkan di pundakku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anak-KU, engkau dapat meletakkan tas ini. Ini memang tanggung jawab pekerjaanmu. Dan engkau memang harus menanggungnya. Namun saat engkau melangkah keluar dari kantor, engkau dapat meletakkan tas ini di samping meja kerjamu. Tenanglah, tidak akan ada yang mengambilnya. Lagi pula semua isinya adalah tanggung jawabmu bukan? Percayalah, tak akan ada yang tertarik untuk mengambil tas ini, sehingga keesokan hari, saat engkau kembali ke kantor, pasti tas ini akan tetap ada di sana, dimana engkau meletakkannya.Dan engkau dapat mengambilnya kembali dan melanjutkan tanggung jawabmu".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IA tersenyum menunggu jawabanku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Benar BAPA, tapi aku tak dapat meletakkannya. Ia melekat terus di pundakku".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IA menatapku dengan penuh kasih, lalu perlahan mengambil tas itu dari pundakku. "Kemarilah anak-KU."  "Di saat engkau tak dapat meletakkannya, AKU dapat membantumu untuk meletakkannya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dan esok, AKU pun dapat membantumu untuk mengenakannya kembali." IA meletakkan tas hitam itu di dekat tempat tidurku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasanya pundakku lega sekali. Tas paling berat yang selalu menekanku telah diambil. Aku menggerak-gerakkan pundakku sambil tersenyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ENGKAU benar BAPA, rasanya enak sekali-Ringan" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Besok aku akan lebih siap untuk melanjutkan pekerjaanku." "Besok, pasti tas itu tidak akan terasa terlalu berat lagi".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku menatap wajah BAPA-kuyang penuh kasih. Sungguh indah senyum dan sinar mata-NYA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IA menatap tas coklat di pundakku. "Lalu itu? engkau tidak ingin meletakkannya juga?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BAPA, aku tidak bisa. Ini adalah tanggung jawab KELUARGA. Ke mana pun aku pergi aku harus membawanya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anak-KU, AKU sungguh bahagia karena engkau memperhatikan setiap tanggung jawab yang  KU-berikan padamu mengenai keluargamu."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tapi engkau pun tak boleh lupa, bahwa keluargamupun adalah milik-KU." "Dan AKU memelihara setiap kepunyaan-KU." Engkau memang harus membawa tas itu bersamamu, tapi sesekali letakkanlah, agar engkau dapat bermain dengan bebas dengan keponakanmu, bercanda dengan kakakmu, atau sekedar berbincang dan bercerita dengan orang tuamu." "Rasanya belakangan ini AKU jarang melihatmu meakukannya".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tertunduk malu.  IA benar. &lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/embarassedlaugh.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku membawa tas ini kemana-mana, dan kulaksanakan setiap tanggung jawab untuk keluargaku, tapisepertinya ternyata tas ini menjadi jauh lebih berharga dari pada kehadiran keluargaku sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;Sekali lagi BAPA mengambil tas dari pundakku. "Mari anak-KU, letakkanlah." "Di saat engkau perlu, letakkanlah." "Karena engkau dapat yakin, walaupun engkau meletakkannya dan meluangkan waktu dengan keluargamu, AKU-lah yang akan tetap menjagamu dan keluargamu".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan pundakku menjadi jauh lebih lega. Kini hanya tinggal satu tas biru yang masih memberati pundakku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BAPA, tas yang satu ini sungguh-sungguh tak dapat kuletakkan." "Setiap saat setiap waktu aku harus membawanya." "Karena setiap detik kehidupanku adalah pelayananku untuk-MU."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ENGKAU tentu tak ingin aku meletakkannya bukan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Hmm... benar juga".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku terkejut mendengar jawaban-NYA. Sepertinya agak tidak sesuai harapanku.IA telah membantuku meletakkan kedua tasku sebelumnya, dan sepertinya aku sungguh-sungguh berharap agar tas ini juga dapat kulepaskan. "Mari coba kulihat tas itu" IA melihat dan meraba tas biru yang masih melekat dipundakku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Anak-KU, sepertinya ada yang salah dengan tasmu ini. Kemarilah, coba lepaskan".&lt;br /&gt;IA mengambil tas biruku. "Anak-KU, engkau benar. AKU ingin agar engkau selalu melayani-KU dalam setiap detik kehidupanmu." "Dan percayalah, itu sungguh-sungguh menyenangkan hati-KU."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sepertinya tasmu ini bahannya terlalu berat, sehingga menekan pundakmu terlalu berat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian Ia memberikan aku satu tas biru yang lain. "Ini, pakailah tas ini sebagai gantinya. Ini merupakan tas dengan bahan KASIH." Jika engkau meletakkan semua pelayananmu di dalamnya, niscaya engkau tidak akan terbebani dengan tasmu ini".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku menerima tas baruku dari tanganNya, lalu memindahkan semua isi tas lamaku ke dalam tas berbahan KASIH itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mencoba mengangkatnya. Ternyata Bapaku benar. Tas itu kini terasa ringan dan sungguh nyaman di pundakku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku memandangNya penuh kasih. "Terima kasih BAPA,  Aku sungguh mengasihi-MU. "Terima kasih untuk pelajaran-MU hari ini".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; * * * * *&lt;br /&gt; Pagi ini aku memulai hari dengan senyuman.Istirahatku sudah cukup. Dan aku siap untuk menghadapi tantangan hari ini.  Di perjalanan, aku masih tetap bertemu orang-orang yang menyebalkan, namun tidak lagi memaki dalam hati, melainkan aku berdoa untuk mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin mereka juga masih selalu membawa tas mereka kemana-mana atau mereka juga mengenakan tas dengan bahan yang salah. Banyak sekali.Aku melihat ada yang membawa dua tas besar, tiga bahkan empat. Tulisannya pun bermacam-macam, ada PEKERJAAN, KELUARGA, PELAYANAN, KULIAH, SEKOLAH, BISNIS, dan masih banyak lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang tanggung jawab adalah sesuatu yang harus kita pikul dan harus kita selesaikan. Tapi kita pun harus tetap belajar untuk menempatkan di saat mana kita harus mengangkat dan di saat mana kita harus meletakkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Dan aku terus belajar ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; * * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/shrug.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Seseorang yang bijaksana pernah bertanya padaku:"Mana yang lebih berat, mengangkat sebuah gelas dengan satu tangan selama 1 jam penuh, atau mengangkat gelas tersebut selama 10 menit, lalu meletakkannya sejenak dan mengangkatnya kembali selama 10 menit dan demikian seterusnya sampai 1 jam?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; * * * * *&lt;br /&gt;"Marilah kepada-KU, semua yang letih lesu dan berbeban berat. AKU akan memberi kelegaan kepadamu". (Matius 11:28)&lt;br /&gt; "Sebab itu, janganlah kamu kuatir akan hari besok, karena hari besok mempunyai kesusahannya sendiri. Kesusahan sehari cukuplah untuk sehari". (Matius 6:34)&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/7550776-114551201437559584?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/114551201437559584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=114551201437559584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114551201437559584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114551201437559584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2006/04/tas-kehidupan.html' title='Tas kehidupan'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-114542601785246142</id><published>2006-04-18T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T22:53:37.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Namamu Seminggu setelah April Mob 06</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;Kini saat menyebut namamu ada getar yang mendua&lt;br /&gt;getar rindu tapi juga ragu&lt;br /&gt;getar indah tapi juga gundah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... Ada apa dengan jalan hidupku&lt;br /&gt;mengapa ada namamu malang melintang&lt;br /&gt;mengapa aku membiarkannya&lt;br /&gt;mengapa akhirnya aku ingin&lt;br /&gt;meminggirkan namamu disudut paling jauh hatiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena Bagiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kini sikapmu menakutkanku&lt;br /&gt;mengingatmu menyakitkanku&lt;br /&gt;merindukanmu menyiksaku&lt;br /&gt;membencimu mengharuskanku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah..berat sekali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namamu begitu menggores urat nadiku&lt;br /&gt;namun kebencianmu telah menggurat hatiku&lt;br /&gt;dan itulah juga yang menyayat jiwaku&lt;br /&gt;menjadi benci padamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namamu kini tak lebih sebagai goda&lt;br /&gt;ingatan tentangmu cuma sebuah sumbang nada&lt;br /&gt;indah kenangan membusukkan isi di dada&lt;br /&gt;menanti saat kau benar-benar tak ada&lt;br /&gt;dalam pusaran mimpi pun kata&lt;br /&gt;dalam cerita dan mantra&lt;br /&gt;dalam rangkaian hidupku yang tlah kau gores&lt;br /&gt;dalam suram warna pun nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selama tinggal 'cinta'&lt;br /&gt;selamat tinggal ketidakpastian&lt;br /&gt;Selamat tinggal namamu untuk selamanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/nangis.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-114542601785246142?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/114542601785246142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=114542601785246142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114542601785246142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114542601785246142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2006/04/namamu-seminggu-setelah-april-mob-06.html' title='Namamu Seminggu setelah April Mob 06'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-114542519574146121</id><published>2006-04-18T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T22:39:55.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mencintaimu - 30.3.06</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mencintaimu adalah memandang lurus ke gang depan rumah saat kau berjanji datang&lt;br /&gt;Mencintaimu adalah selalu ingin ada hadirmu di hari-hariku&lt;br /&gt;Mencintaimu adalah ingin mengerjakan bersama hal yang bisa kukerjakan sendiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mencintaimu juga adalah berjuang menghadapi harga diri yang tinggi kau junjung&lt;br /&gt;Mencintaimu juga adalah menahan rindu saat hari-hari sibukmu&lt;br /&gt;Mencintaimu juga adalah menahan airmata saat kauberikan hati dan waktumu untuk orang lain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menahan kesal saat kau tak ada hati untukku sekalipun untuk sebuah sapaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itulah mencintaimu olehku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berusaha selalu menjaga nyala obor yang tanpa minyak&lt;br /&gt;Terus berjalan meski tidak ada ujung pasti&lt;br /&gt;Bertelut dalam mantra dengan uraian air mata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena mencintaimu adalah kenyataan yang sangat berbeda dengan roman yang kubaca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena kau berbeda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="=http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/nangis.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-114542519574146121?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/114542519574146121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=114542519574146121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114542519574146121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114542519574146121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2006/04/mencintaimu-30306.html' title='Mencintaimu - 30.3.06'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-114361025467427747</id><published>2006-03-28T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T23:32:41.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Menjadi Musuh bebuyutan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/kaget.gif" /&gt; Tgl 24/3, Arya mulai ngontak aku lagi via imel. Aku sudah ga ingat punya teman dia. Tapi dari sekian imel, isinya hanya sumpah serapah, karena memang dia memulai lagi dengan menyebutku MUNA &amp; tidak konsisten. Haaaah, Aku keluarkan aja semua isi hatiku tentang dia - tanpa tedeng aling2, panjang lebar tentang kebusukan dia --- beginilah antara lain isi sumpah serapah Arya padaku dan aku ke dia :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(From Arya) &lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/embarassedlaugh.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Lho, rak bener to nek kowe ki munafik luar dalem.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaco hubungan antar wong muna ki (maksude aku &amp;amp; mas Felix !!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physically kowe memang ora ono sing nyandak neng mripatku, duwur ora, ayu ora, putih ora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;From Me &lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_twisted.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reputasimu mengerikan, tur ono unsur nyepelekake tubuh pasanganmu &amp; ra iso dipercoyo nek wis kebablasen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mung bedhane lanangan liyane ki ora ono sing se "looser" koe !! At least setahuku mereka berani berjuang untuk bisa menikah dengan perempuannya. Sementara kamu berlindung dibalik instruksi wong tuo, mengawini wong sing wis mbok sumpah serapahi koyo neng Friendstermu, &amp;amp; meninggalkan perempuanmu. Welleeh - itulah mengapa bagiku koe ki THE REAL MUNA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang yang setia pada pilihannya &amp; memperjuangkan apapun obstaclenya itulah konsistensi nurut wong cublug koyo aku iki. Mbuh meneh nek menrut S2 koyo koe &amp;amp;keluarga mu sing secara ekonomi &amp;amp; pendidikan mobok umbul2ke kui. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku wegah ***** karo koe, mergo reputasi pertanggung jawabanmu ki NOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terbukti nek koe ra konsisten. Biyen jare mergo gap keluarga (Gombal!!) terus ganti mergo doble standard (Stupid!!) saiki physical appearance (MUNA!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wong lanang ra mutu tenan, ra duwe isin utang karo wong wedhog, ora nyaur... Melas me uripmu dadi wong lanang. Koyo ngono ngakusugih ... Menyedihkan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Setidaknya Aku sudah puas mengeluarkan isi hatiku dan aku sekali2 tidak pernah menyesal mencampakkan dia sebagai temanku.. &lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/shrug.gif" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-114361025467427747?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/114361025467427747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=114361025467427747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114361025467427747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114361025467427747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2006/03/menjadi-musuh-bebuyutan.html' title='Menjadi Musuh bebuyutan'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-114317637396301791</id><published>2006-03-23T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T21:45:37.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT COINCIDENCE !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mulainya saat aku telepon Garuda Call Center beberapa tahun yang lalu. Waktu itu teleponku diterima oleh petugas bernama Ibu Indra. Setelah reservasiku dicatat, pada point saat aku ditanya "dengan siapa saya bicara?" &amp; aku jawab namaku,dia melanjutkan "Ibu Asih yang rumahnya di Kerten?" Wowww... Kaget juga aku, kog ada yang kenal aku di GCC? Setelah aku iya-kan, dia berkata "Aku Indra - yang dulu rumahnya dibelakangmu" ------ &lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/kaget.gif:" /&gt; See, What coincedence !! It had been years (15 years) since we parted. We were still in ES. Than, we exchanging numbers. However, She lost her HP &amp;amp; I lost her again. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, gantian mbak Ita yang telepon GCC, setelah transaksi selesai dan dia menyebutkan nama perusahaan kami, petugas GCC itu bertanya " Di MGT ada Ibu Asih ya?" Serta merta temanku mengatakan, "ada, sekarang ada disamping saya". Knowing that she must be talking with Indra, I took the phone &amp;amp; shouted I spelled her name. What another Coincidence after the second time I lost her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/shrug.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time we were exchanging numbers again. Hopefully we never lost each other again..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my childhood memories which will deviate for a moment from my present stresssfull life !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-114317637396301791?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/114317637396301791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=114317637396301791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114317637396301791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114317637396301791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-coincidence.html' title='WHAT COINCIDENCE !!'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-114248655264156024</id><published>2006-03-15T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T21:34:40.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RUU APP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Rancangan Undang-undang Antipornografi dan Pornoaksi kembali diprotes.Kali ini, kritik datang dari sekelompok model yang tergabung dalam WarnaIndonesia dan Perempuan Mahardika. Mereka berkumpul di Jakarta, kemarin,untuk mendeklarasikan penolakan terhadap RUU yang tengah dibahas di DPR.Selanjutnya aksi akan dilanjutkan Rabu (8/3) ini di Bundaran HotelIndonesia, Jakarta Pusat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua orang membicarakan RUU pronografi &amp; pornoaksi. On the to office, iseng2 aku berkhayal seakan2 aku ditanya wartawan pendapatku tentang RUU itu. Kira2 mungkin ini jawabanku begini :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jujur saja, saya ga' perduli. Karena saya merasa RUU itu kalaupun jadi UU, ga akan ngaruh ke saya. Sebelum &amp;amp; sesudah ada RUU itu saya berpakaian &amp; akan berpakaian begini (tertutup), ga mungkin saya ler. Saya ga pernah act sensually publicly dan ga akan pernah. Dan hal itu karena norma dan value of life tentang kesopanan &amp;amp; kepantasan ditanamkan pada saya sejak mula oleh Orang Tua &amp; masyarakat saya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau boleh lebih panjang lagi, akan saya tambahkan : &lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/headache2.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tapi ketidakperdulian saya itu jadi ga beralasan, kalau saya menyadari bahwa saya akan menjadi seorang ibu. Di masa depan - masa dimana anak2 saya bertumbuh, masa dimana norma &amp;amp; value of life tentang kesopanan &amp; kepantasan menipis maknanya - pemandangan &amp;amp; perilaku yang bebas, terbuka dan apa adanya mungkin menjadi pemakluman. Karena itu ide RUU itu harus saya dukung. Dan dengan kesadaran itu, saya memang sangat mendukung...!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,dukungan saya bukan tanpa syarat. Saya hanya mendukung sebuah R(UU) yang 'masuk akal' bukan R(UU) asal-asalan yang menjadi alat politik segelintir orang/golongan. Ke'masuk akalan'nya salah satunya pada kevalidan perumusan 'terms' yang dipakai. Tanpa ditambah, tanpa disempitkan. Bukankah kebenaran arti sebuah istilah menjadi pudar ketika kebenaran itu disempitkan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/kaget.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi -- bukankah saya sebenarnya Warga Negara yang baik bila perangkat negaranya juga baik ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_twisted.gif"&gt;&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/7550776-114248655264156024?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/114248655264156024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=114248655264156024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114248655264156024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114248655264156024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2006/03/ruu-app.html' title='RUU APP'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-114179763147872477</id><published>2006-03-07T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T21:41:11.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>arti dari sebuah kata "Psikopat"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;Bahasa Inggrisnya - Psychopath berarti sorang yang sakit jiwa. Kemudian apakah kata itu berarti yang sebenarnya bila diucapkan oleh seeorang yang kepadanya kita merasa dekat walaupun telah terputus kontak beberapa lamanya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apapun jawabannya, kata itu mengangguku, sebab diucapkan oleh seorang Jodeqa yang menjadi teman curhatku. Dia bilang waktu itu , "'Complicated ? Lha apa kamu itu ga' komplicated to nduuuk nduuuk - Baca aja blogmu, kamu malah kaya' psikopat gitu" -- Setelah ganggang telephon kuletakkan - "Klik" - aku berpikir "ya Tuhan, jangan2 aku benar2 jadi psikopat sekarang"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/headache2.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku baca ulang blog-ku, blog seorang psikopat. Dari situ aku simpulkan. Aku BUKAN seorang PSIKOPAT. Aku hanya seorang looser yang baru terseok-seok mencari pencerahan. &lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/embarassedlaugh.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang bisa dipahami, orang yang tidak mengalami yang kualami akan menganggap aku seorang psikopat. Lunatic. Orang Gila !! Bukankah orang gila seringkali menyerecau tanpa tahu apa yang dia kicaukan. Kadang dia mengicaukan khayalannya, kadang mimpinya, kadang 'kebalikan' dari kenyataan yang dialami. Kadang keindahan, kadang kesuraman, kadang cahaya, kadang gulita... Segalanya, semuanya - asal njeplak !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/scared.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan bukankah dalam blog-ku kutulis apa yang ingin kutulis? tanpa sensor lagi, tanpa pemikiran lebih dalam lagi, tanpa pemilahan, tanpa apapun ... 'asal njeplakk!! Tapi aku bukan orang gila, cuma seseorang yang merasa kalah dalam satu phase hidup, dan berusaha tetap survive dengan cara2 yang diangap diri menyenangkan...untuk mencapai 'tentrem rahayu' yang sedang dituju - hope I am in the right track !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku memang mungkin seorang looser yang tampak bagai seorang psikopat ! Soon, however, I am gonna find light to guide me into a world of a winner - full of hope and talk with full sense and no one should have any right to address me as a psychopath...berarti apapun kata itu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/nangis.gif"&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/7550776-114179763147872477?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/114179763147872477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=114179763147872477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114179763147872477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114179763147872477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2006/03/arti-dari-sebuah-kata-psikopat.html' title='arti dari sebuah kata &quot;Psikopat&quot;'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-114127705661328268</id><published>2006-03-01T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T21:53:56.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days passed</title><content type='html'>06/2/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ndaftar CPNS - Thanks God for all the smoothness !! Phewwwwww .. Birokraso-birokrasi !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/shrug.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14/2/06&lt;br /&gt;Velentine day with MasFelku - Happy Valentine dear. Thanks for taking me around on your GL-Pro. Thanks for the lovely night of holding you tight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/embarassedlaugh.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25/02/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facial di Amway with Masfelku. Raining hard. Go home late. Thanks dear for being so 'Mesra' - for the dinner, for the riding around inside the raincoat :) phewwww jadi horny !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/scared.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28/02/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tes CPNS - Pecas endahe !! Thanks for Neni who accompannied me in the evening of 27/02/06 to check the test location at SMA N 3 - God Bless you, dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/embarassedlaugh.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-114127705661328268?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/114127705661328268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=114127705661328268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114127705661328268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/114127705661328268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2006/03/days-passed.html' title='Days passed'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-113618059204038535</id><published>2006-01-01T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T21:43:12.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/bunga.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is my &lt;strong&gt;very prayer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dearest Lord,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are the best friend &lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;      Thanks for staying with me till late, When my soul in a big trouble&lt;br /&gt;       My gratitude - may be too late, but I know You do not grumble&lt;br /&gt;       Hold my hands dear Friend when entering the coming passages&lt;br /&gt;       As I am foolish &amp; ridiculous while you are wise and marvelous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are My Father &lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;       Thanks for being One so I am not feeling like a lost girl&lt;br /&gt;       I might have made you in grief, but still you loved me&lt;br /&gt;       Carry me on Your shoulder at the moment the New Dawn get nearer&lt;br /&gt;       Since You are the fatherly and heavenly One letting my life run smoothly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/avatar-1177.gif"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;You are my True Guidance Angel&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;        Thank you for walking before me in every paths of last years&lt;br /&gt;         Forgive me for not always obeying your footprints&lt;br /&gt;        The next paths must be heavier &amp; harder that I shall need you again and again&lt;br /&gt;        so walk before me and light the ways I shall go through - ways of your blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/KUCEL12.jpg"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;You are my most Beloved &amp; Dearest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Thanks for the love you poured me with&lt;br /&gt;         Sorry that I was too selfish not sharring it with others&lt;br /&gt;         Don't take away your love from me, ohh Dear&lt;br /&gt;         As I surely can't breath the New Air without Your Mighty Love.&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/7550776-113618059204038535?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/113618059204038535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=113618059204038535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113618059204038535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113618059204038535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-113618021996538196</id><published>2006-01-01T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T21:36:59.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Reminder on the New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tuhan yang Mahabaik memberi kita ikan, tetapi kita harus mengail untuk mendapatkannya. Demikian juga Jika kamu terus menunggu waktu yang tepat, mungkin kamu tidak akan pernah mulai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulailah sekarang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/burung.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mulailah di mana kamu berada sekarang dengan apa adanya. Jangan pernah pikirkan kenapa kita memilih seseorang untuk dicintai, tapi sadarilah bahwa cintalah yang memilih kita untuk mencintainya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-113618021996538196?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/113618021996538196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=113618021996538196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113618021996538196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113618021996538196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-reminder-on-new-year.html' title='Just a Reminder on the New Year'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-113557434126808166</id><published>2005-12-25T21:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T21:28:22.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 December - Matesih</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/burung.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am falling in love (to the same person) again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/burung.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muara Kerinduanku ternyata di Solo - Matesih (dgn Sate Landak-nya)- Gereja Santa Maria (TW) - Solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/burung.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-113557434126808166?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/113557434126808166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=113557434126808166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113557434126808166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113557434126808166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/12/24-december-matesih.html' title='24 December - Matesih'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-113557444077009581</id><published>2005-12-25T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T21:20:40.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meri X-mes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/bel.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Natal kini telah tiba&lt;br /&gt;bergembira&lt;br /&gt;suka cita&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho...hoooo.... Merry Christmas .....ho...hoooooo ......wuesssssssszzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/mobilnatal.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-113557444077009581?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/113557444077009581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=113557444077009581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113557444077009581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113557444077009581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/12/meri-x-mes.html' title='Meri X-mes'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-113497085691720183</id><published>2005-12-18T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T21:43:35.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sebuah kepastian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sejak semula, keluarga dari si gadis sangat menyetujui hubungannya dengan sang pemuda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena tekanan dari keluarganya untuk segera mencari kepastian dari si pemuda, si gadis jadi sering bertengkar dengan pacarnya. Gadis itu benar2 mencintainya, dan dia terus-menerus bertanya, Seberapa besar kamu mencintaiku?Sang pemuda tdk begitu pandai berbicara, dia selalu membuat si gadis marah. Dan komentar-komentar dari orangtuanya membuatnya bertambah kesal. Sang pemuda selalu menjadi sasaran pelampiasan kemarahannya. Dan sang pemuda selalu membiarkannya melampiaskan kemarahannya kepadanya..Setelah beberapa saat, sang pemuda memperoleh apa yang dia cita2kan. Dan terus berusaha mengejar impiannya. Si gadis teringat, dia belum pernah memperoleh secuilpun kepastian cintanya. Ketakutan, Kuatir menyadari hubungan mereka makin tidak terarah, sementara begitu banyak waktu dan cinta yang telah dia serahkan pada si pemuda,si gadis memberanikan diri menjaga jarak dari si pemuda.&lt;br /&gt;Saat detik si gadis mengutarakan maksudnya, si pemuda menyetujuinya tanpa 'perlawanan'.. Hancurlah hati si gadis, sebab sadarlah dia bahwa dia 'berjuang' sendiri selama ini. Bahwa memang tidak ada ruang di hati pemuda itu untuk sebuah cinta yang dia tawarkan. Sementara sang pemuda makin sibuk dengan bisnisnya, si gadis terpuruk dalam kerinduan yang tidak menemukan muaranya. Dia ingin berjumpa, namun keberuntungan tidak berpihak padanya. Suatu hari, dalam kekalutan, kelelahan, kesepian dan sakit hati, si gadis menelan 3 butir obat tidur. Dia berharap ketiganya menidurkan dia segera &amp; menghapuskan semua ingatan dia akan si pemuda, kenangan indah dan manis mereka..&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi dia menemukan.. bahwa dia terbaring tak sadarkan diri di ruang ICU dengan orang2 berwajah sedih di sekitarnya dan Si ibu dengan mata sembab dan kuyu duduk di tepi ranjangnya. Dia bertanya pada seorang pria di sampingnya "di manakah kita?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kau ada untuk sementara bersamaku, supaya kamu bisa melihat, akibat dari kebodohanmu" -- kata laki2 itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"MaaF, aku tidak tahu maksudmu?" kata si gadis dengan wajah bodoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kau pikir kamu bisa menghilangkan pikiran2 di kepalamu saat kau menginginkannya? Dulu kau bilang padaku, kau ingin bertemu seseorang untuk kau cintai. Saat aku mengirimkan 'seseorang' itu, kau terlalu sibuk memikirkannya, sibuk dengannya. Kau melupakan aku. Sekarang kau mengalami kekecewaan, kau ingin melupakannya, semuanya tentang dia. Kau pikir, kau bisa melakukan nya dalam sekejap?? Dan yang lebih buruk dari semuanya itu, kau melupakan aku dan lebih percaya pada ketiga pil itu!! Mengapa kau tidak pernah mau mempercayai proses yang aku kerjakan?" pria itu berkata dengan keras namun juga lembut. "Apakah kau menyesal?" lanjutnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Apakah aku seburuk itu?" Ya .. aku menyesal. Aku memang sangat mencintai dan berharap besar padanya, tapi perasaan ini tidak berhak merengut masa depan yang sudah disediakan bagiku. Cintaku padanya, kenangan indahku dengannya seharusnya menyemangati aku, bukan membunuhku," gumam si gadis. "Ya.. aku menyesal" ulangnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah sedetik, entah semenit, entah sejam, entah sehari ... entah --- si gadis tidak menyadari apapun lagi.&lt;br /&gt;Ketika akhirnya dia tersadar, semua sudah berbeda, dia melihat orang2 di sekelilingnya tersenyum dan menciumnya. Ibunya tetap menangis, namun dengan guman "Puji Tuhan" di mulutnya. Dan saat dia diijinkan boleh pulang dari RS, dia mendapati semuanya lebih indah. Kamarnya bersih dan boneka2 gajah koleksinya tertata indah, lucu, manis --- sempurna !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat akhirnya si gadis sendiri, dia teringat sang pemuda. Hubungan antara mereka sudah putus dan dia hanya bisa menitikkan air ata. Entah sudah berapa lama dia tidak terdengar lagi kabar pemuda itu sampai akhirnya seseorang menyampaikan bahwa sang pemuda akan menikah dan menyerahkan surat undangan.Dia membuka surat undangan itu dengan hati pedih, dan membayangkan namanyalah yang tercantum dalam undangan. Sekedip kemudian dia tersadar, bukan namanya yang ada di sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun sekarang kesedihan si gadis sudah menemukan muaranya namun hanyut kembali dan hilang. Sekarang dia percaya, dia bisa melanjutkan hidupnya walau tanpa si pemuda namun tetap dengan kenangan manisnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berkedip si gadis memandang ke atas, ke seorang pria yang pernah bersamanya. Si gadis berkata "tenang man, aku baik2 saja. Aku sudah bersyukur tahu rasanya mencintai dan berusaha mencintainya dengan sempurna". "Bukankah Kita ada di dunia bukan untuk mencari seseorang yang sempurna untuk dicintai TETAPI untuk belajar mencintai orang yang tidak sempurna dengan cara yang sempurna?" kata si gadis - sambil menambahkan "sekalipun ternyata orang itu bukan orang yang tepat".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan si pria itu berbisik,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Kadang kita harus bertemu dengan orang yang tidak tepat, sebelum bertemu dengan orang tepat, supaya kita tahu betul artinya mencintai dengan sempurna &amp;amp; bersyukur karenanya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Sementara di bagian lain dunia, sang pemuda yang berbahagia menikmati hidupnya tanpa sekelebatpun bayangan si gadis. Karena memang sang pemuda tidak pernah mencintainya. Kenyataan yang sudah diketahui si gadis, namun selalu mampu ditepisnya kembali. Karena memang sang pemuda selalu mampu membuatnya merasa sempurna dan pantas memperoleh cintanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada akhirnya, kepastian itu telah diperoleh si gadis, si pemuda bukan yang terbaik baginya saat ini.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-113497085691720183?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/113497085691720183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=113497085691720183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113497085691720183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113497085691720183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/12/sebuah-kepastian.html' title='Sebuah kepastian'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-113462535144220936</id><published>2005-12-14T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T21:42:31.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NYANYIAN JIWA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Ada sebuah nyanyian jiwa bernama &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;hangrengkuh sajatining diri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Nyanyian yang disenandungkan dengan nada riang ditingkah kesenduan. Keriangan yang kadang tulus kadang dibuat-buat. Ketulusan yang kadang keluar dari sanubari yang bersih, tapi lebih sering dari sebuah keharusan. Namun tidak dengan Kesenduan, yang selalu hadir tulus dari dalam jiwa. Jiwa yang gamang namun lebih sering karena terluka pun mengasihani diri berlebihan. Kesenduan yang seakan selalu berusaha menyeruak menjadi &lt;em&gt;chorus&lt;/em&gt; Nyanyian itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyanyian itu selalu berulang pada &lt;em&gt;chorus&lt;/em&gt; yang sama sekalipun nyanyian itu mengalami perubahan liriknya. Setiap jiwa yang ditemui selalu mampu menambahkan keriangan - entah tulus, lebih sering semu, atau kemuraman - entah sengaja diciptakan atau memang tercipta begitu saja. Namun selalu &lt;em&gt;chorus&lt;/em&gt; itu berulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pedang bermata dua - setiap hal yang dilakukan pasti berdampak ke dua arah - ke pelaku maupun ke obyek penderita (orang lain)" kata buku yang pernah terbaca. Tersemangati, senandung itu mencoba mencipta riang, sebab bukankah orang lain lebih &lt;em&gt;appreciate&lt;/em&gt; senyuman daripada kemuraman? Dengan demikian keriangan itu membias ke Nyanyian jiwa. Hah.. tapi bukankah sebuah senandung bisa dibuat menjadi lelucon? Jadi memanglah pedang bermata dua, tapi kalau yang akan ditusuk berada di kanan kiri penusuk, bukankah si penusuk terbebas dari mata pedang itu?? Jadi akhirnya memang ada keriangan yang tercipta untuk orang lain dan sekaligus &lt;em&gt;appreciation &lt;/em&gt;- namun tetap saja keriangan itu tidak memberi bias pada Nyanyian Jiwa. Dan nyanyian itu kembali ke &lt;em&gt;chorus&lt;/em&gt; yang sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila kegamangan tersirat seberkas saja, belum selesaikankah senandung itu dinyanyikan? Bila ternyata, keriangan mewarna cerah meski seberkas, tidak lunturkah di akhir senandung Nyanyian Jiwa? Bila sebuah penyesalan yang menoreh di hati pendengar saat mendengarkannya, terengkuhkah kesejatian diri? Namun bukankah sebuah Senandung terwakili lewat &lt;em&gt;chorus&lt;/em&gt;nya? Sementara Nyanyian itu kembali ke &lt;em&gt;chorus&lt;/em&gt; yang sama, entah sudah kali yang ke berapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hingga kinipun, Nyanyian itu masih belum selesai, entah sampai kapan -- pun entah sampai kapan lirik yang sama akan menjadi &lt;em&gt;chorus&lt;/em&gt;nya. Yang jelas, Nyanyian itu masih akan terus &lt;em&gt;hangrengkuh sejatining diri&lt;/em&gt; melalui setiap riang dan muram yang dibiaskan dalam rangkaian nada bernama kehidupan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;@The forgotten but still dominant&lt;br /&gt;14/12/05 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-113462535144220936?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/113462535144220936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=113462535144220936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113462535144220936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113462535144220936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/12/nyanyian-jiwa.html' title='NYANYIAN JIWA'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-113341133933344333</id><published>2005-11-30T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T20:28:59.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biasa wae</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ini babak baru dgn MF --- BIASA WAE --- gito lo !! jadi walpaper pc ku, hp ku semua tertulis BIASA WAE !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ben aku always kelingan untuk selalu BIASA WAE :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-113341133933344333?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/113341133933344333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=113341133933344333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113341133933344333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113341133933344333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/11/biasa-wae.html' title='Biasa wae'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-113263659520915930</id><published>2005-11-21T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:16:35.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wortel,telur &amp; kopi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Di tengah kantuk, dia berbicara tentang Wortel, Telur &amp; Kopi. Dia bercerita tentang seseorang yang memasukkan Wortel ke dalam air mendidih, Telur mentah ke dalam air mendidih, kopi bubuk ke dalam air mendidih. Penderitaan kita seperti air mendidih itu. Jadi dalam penderitaan akankah kita justru menjadi wortel yang melembek, atau menjadi seperti telur yang mengeras atau maukah kita seperti kopi yang justru menjadi nikmat?? Sepertinya dia mencoba berkata, dalam penderitaan hidup ini, janganlah menjadi seperti Wortel yang menjadi lemah, atau seperti Telur yang menjadi keras, tetapi seperti kopi yang menjadi nikmat. That's it --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sementara aku melihat sisi lain dari cerita wortel, telur &amp;amp; kopi itu. Cerita versiku begini :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada seseorang memasak Wortel ke dalam air yang mendidih hingga cukup lunak untuk dia makan. Di saat lain dia memasukkan telur mentah ke dalam air mendidih hingga mengeras dan matang untuk dia nikmati. Sementara, tiap pagi dia memasak kopi - memasukkan bubuk kopi ke dalam air mendidih dan setelah masak dia seduh &amp; nikmati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ya, so what ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian cerita berlanjut. Aku pikir2, seperti periuk - di tangan penjunan, kita itu seperti Wortel, telur &amp;amp; kopi itu. . "Maksudmu?" kataku - ehmmm -- aku masih belum ngeh banget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang kita itu seperti wortel yang keras yang harus dilunakkan melalui penderitaan, cobaan &amp; ujian (temptation) supaya bisa lebih 'Dia pakai &amp;amp; berguna bagi sesama' atau seperti telur yang rapuh mundah pecah sehingga harus 'dikeraskan' supaya menjadi kuat dan bertenaga untuk menjadi 'alatNya' bahkan mungkin seperti kopi yang dalam kelembutan kita, kita diberi cobaan supaya mampu membaur dan menyatu dengan orang lain hingga bisa menjadi 'sajian' yang nikmat di mejaNya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jadi saat dia memasak apapun, entah wortel, entah telur, entah kopi, dia mempunyai tujuan. Dan tujuannya adalah BAIK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooooo -- jadi ternyata Dia mau berkata bahwa setiap penderitaan yang diijinkan terjadi pada kita pasti mempunyai tujuan. Dia berbicara dengan perumpamaan yang Dia ambil dari kehebatan dia sebagai 'SANG AHLI MEMASAK'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan memang, seperti seorang penjunan membentuk periuk melalui proses 'memutar-mutar' , sliced sedikit bagian periuk itu, menambalnya kembali dan mengakhiri karya di atas tungku perapian hingga tercipta periuk yang indah. Demikian juga Dia - Sang Ahli memasak, meletakkan kita diatas perapian, dibumbui, ditambah ini dan itu, diaduk2 hingga menjadi 'sajian yang lezat'. Entah kita seorang 'wortel', atau seorang 'telur' atau seorang 'kopi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jadi buka mata kita dari kantuk - dan bersiaplah memasukki the temptation of life karena itu artinya kita sedang dibentukNya&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan cerita versi ku itu akhirnya mengusir rasa kantukku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-113263659520915930?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/113263659520915930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=113263659520915930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113263659520915930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113263659520915930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/11/worteltelur-kopi.html' title='Wortel,telur &amp; kopi'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-113263674381754682</id><published>2005-11-08T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:19:03.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 butir obat tidur vs Yohanes 14:1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3 butir pil itu hanya 'menang' dalam semalam, saat kekesalan hati tidak bertemu pelampiasan. Saat amarah, tidak menemukan muaranya. Saat tak seorangpun merasakan sakitnya 'being scratched within our pure innocent trust'. At least 3 butir pil tidur itu berjasa membuatku tertidur pulas hingga pagi tanpa sedikitpun berpikir lagi tentang sakit hati &amp; orang yang menimbulkannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Janganlah gelisah hatimu; percayalah kepada Allah, percayalah juga kepada-Ku". (1 Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me) - Yoh 14:1. &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ahaaaaaa -- bukan Yesus Tuhan kalau tidak tahu cara bercanda dengan seseorang Asih !! Kebayang Dia ngakak abis melihatku nelen 3 butir pil itu semalam. Kebayang dia geleng2 kepala sambil berkata "baru tahu ya kalau kamu hopeless, useless, makanya jangan bersandar pada kekuatanmu sendiri - tahu!" --- Namun sejurus kemudian Dia mbatin "my precious child, I will not let you in grief"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So - tell me now -- apakah beralasan kalau aku tetap bersungut2 dalam kesakitan hatiku ??? Forgive him and you shall be forgiven :)) Then, "Janganlah gelisah hatimu; percayalah kepada Allah, percayalah juga kepada-Ku" === bukan pada tablet2 itu !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7550776-113263674381754682?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/113263674381754682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=113263674381754682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113263674381754682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113263674381754682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/11/3-butir-obat-tidur-vs-yohanes-141.html' title='3 butir obat tidur vs Yohanes 14:1'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-113263665222855273</id><published>2005-11-07T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:17:32.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mazmur 18:2-4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saat aku melepaskan dia&lt;br /&gt;saat aku tahu rasanya kehilangan&lt;br /&gt;saat akhirnya aku sendiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'a thing' works&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku merasa menang&lt;br /&gt;aku merasa 'on the track"&lt;br /&gt;aku merasa DIA BERKENAN padaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku memuji Tuhan - yang telah lama menjadi 'teman yang (men)jauh'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata semua karena DIA menghibur aku dengan Mazmur sebelum kusadari bahwa aku perlu penghiburan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia berkata: "Aku mengasihi Engkau, ya TUHAN, kekuatanku! (1 I will love thee, O LORD, my strength)&lt;br /&gt;Ya TUHAN, bukit batuku, kubu pertahananku dan penyelamatku, Allahku, gunung batuku, tempat aku berlindung, perisaiku, tanduk keselamatanku, kota bentengku!( 2 The LORD is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower)&lt;br /&gt;Terpujilah TUHAN, seruku; maka akupun selamat dari pada musuhku (3 I will call upon the LORD, who is worthy to be praised: so shall I be saved from mine enemies) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-113263665222855273?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/113263665222855273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=113263665222855273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113263665222855273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113263665222855273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/11/mazmur-182-4.html' title='Mazmur 18:2-4'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-113128832728607885</id><published>2005-11-04T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T06:45:27.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MF berkunjung !!!! Seharusnya aku seneng. yaa, Seneng tapi pas PMS, jadi radha ilang mood nya. Diperburuk lagi dgn ide konyol ibu yang ga ada angin ga ada hujan, ngajak berdoa. Wuiiiih, doa dsb, disrempet2in lagi. Aku bener2 ga enak hati ma MF. Aku really BTTTT. MF melihat, dan bilang aku seharusnya tdk 'black n white bgt -- tapi piye meneh, ga jelas banget ibuku itu. Aku really2 feeling bad !! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Dan hari itu aku memilih untuk terus BTTTTT -- entah apa yang ada di benak MF -- karena aku benar2 harus belajar bicara lagi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-113128832728607885?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/113128832728607885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=113128832728607885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113128832728607885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113128832728607885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/11/pms.html' title='PMS'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-113128804667902687</id><published>2005-11-03T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T06:08:46.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lebaran</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lebaran hari pertama aye pigi ke Semarang, soale belym kelar kangennye ma aning. Aning dtg kemaren malem dlm keadan sakit. kasihan dech. Di semarang - ke rumah Budhe - lebih dari 20 thn aku ga berkunjung maklum ada kepahitan hati yg belum tersembuhkan. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she is a lonely old lady. Really alone in a big day. Kacian. JAdi selain main ma aning, aku jadi 'pembantu' di rumah gedongnya. Wuiiiiiih -- that's okay. Aye ikhlas bok :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini tampang 'anak'ku kalo pas lemes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/aningsakit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-113128804667902687?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/113128804667902687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=113128804667902687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113128804667902687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113128804667902687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/11/lebaran.html' title='Lebaran'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-113090924804623852</id><published>2005-10-30T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T06:06:42.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pelajaran baru</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;aku belajar hal baru dari hubunganku dgn MF. Semula cuma mau kencan buat dating besok, tapi akhirnya setelah berobah berkali2 kuputuskan ga jadi aja (---Maaf--) Tapi waktunya sudah tiba, aku harus belajar dari 10 bulan kedekatan hatiku padanya. Belajar menerima kenyataan, bahwa Dia tidak or belum merasa sedekat yang kurasakan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi ingat, pertanyaanku pdnya "menurutmu, aku bertepuk seblh tgn tidak?" dia bilang "ehhmm 3/4" --- wow.. it's hurting, but it's fact...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelajaran yang harus kuterima sebagai "sebuah jawaban bahwa ada hal lain diluar cinta yang bisa meyakinkan hati seseorang untuk menerima kita". Cinta bukan segalanya. Hal lain yang pada kenyaataannya belum aku ketahui hingga saat ini, saat aku merasa putus asa dan kehilangan semangat untuk 'berjuang' -- membiarkan kelelahan menjadi pemenang dan kesedihan menjadi teman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku harus menghindarkan diriku berdua saja dengannya, karena hanya akan menambah panjang alasanku bertambah mencintainya... atau meragukannya ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Entahlah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-113090924804623852?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/113090924804623852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=113090924804623852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113090924804623852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113090924804623852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/10/pelajaran-baru.html' title='pelajaran baru'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-113090858907210463</id><published>2005-10-25T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T06:01:21.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pelajaran hidup dari atas (or di dalam?)  WC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saat temanku bercerita tentang pertanyaan yang dia ajukan ke dirinya sendiri saat 'nongkrong' di atas (di dalam?) WC - aku mulai mengambil pelajaran, (or hilmah?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia bertanya pada dirinya "apakah saat yang paling nyaman dalam hidupnya?" dan pertanyaan itu menemukan jawabannya di dalam "saat aku eek upzzzz pup"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang seringkali kita lupa menyadari hal2 yang terlihat wajar sebagai sebuah kenikmatan. Bukankah wajar kalau peyut kita brontak pingin pup, kita lari ke belakang, jongkok bentar, 'keluar', terasa lega, dressing lagi --- do the next other activity or pekerjaan yang tadi tertunda karena ditinggal 'lari' -- forget about the pup !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian perenungan temanku selama nongrong itu terus berputar di kepalaku dan saat giliranku 'nongkrong' di atas (or di dalam?) WC, aku ikut2an berpikir ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukankah hidup kita seperti sebuah perut. Isinya macam2, bisa kenyang (happy) bisa lapar (susah) dan yang jelas bisa 'sakit' juga. Menahan 'perut sakit' kita sungguh sangat menyiksa. Mungkin kita males kebelakang, karena kita harus lari terus jongkok, bukankah 'hanya' berjongkok jg hal melelahkan apalagi kalo yang kita keluarkan material2 yang berat artinya jongkok kita mungkin harus lebih lama !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well - beban dalam hidup kita juga menyakitkan &amp; karena itu kalau kita mau berusaha 'mengeluarkan' akan menyembuhkan setidaknya mengurangi rasa sakit itu. Kita mampu melakukan namun seringkali berkesan tidak mampu &amp;amp; beranggapan 'material yang harus dikeluarkan terlalu keras', Padahal kenyataannya kitalah yang enggan "berlari &amp; berjongkok".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coba kalau kita segera 'berlari' - jongkok &amp;amp; saat segalanya 'keluar' - kita bisa meluruskan kaki kembali tanpa rasa sakit yang melilit ! Walaupun mengeluarkan 'kotoran' dalam hidup kita lebih sulit dari sekedar 'berlari &amp; jongkok'. Selalu saja ada keegoisan, ketakutan, rendah diri, harga diri yang harus kita kalahkan - belum lagi tradisi, nilai masyarakat, hukum kepantasan dsb dsb yang tidak bisa dianggap enteng. namun sekali lagi Kita bisa kalau kita mau karena kita sudah dilengkapi dengan kemampuan itu. Just be creative !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan begitu barangkali Tuhan senang melihat kreativitas kita saat membuang kotoran 'perut kita'. Karena I believe Dia sengaja menghadirkan beban itu, seperti Dia sengaja menciptakan anatomi tubuh kita sedemikian rupa sehingga dalam proses metabolismenya, ada kotoran yang harus dibuang, dan Dia melengkapi dgn 'sinyal' untuk memberitahu kita bahwa beban itu sudah harus dibuang. Rasa Sakit is the red signal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Dia memberi kita jiwa lengkap dengan akal budi. Dia mengaruniakan hidup lengkap dengan bebannya. Bukan untuk memberati kita, namun supaya kita utilize akal budi yang Dia berikan untuk mengeluarkan 'kotoran' itu dari 'perut' kita. Bukan mendiamkannya &amp;amp; membiarkannya membatu hingga makin sulit 'keluar' !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti juga temanku - kemudian aku mulai belajar - saat yang paling nyaman dalam hidupku adalah adalah saat aku eek upppzzz pup dengan sukses dan meluruskan kakiku kembali.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;----- baik dalam arti harafiah maupun metaforik ------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi di atas (or di dalam?) WC, bisa juga dipakaiNya untuk mengajar kita.. tentang hidup yang Dia karuniakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ya ma kasih buat Wowik (temanku itu ) &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/7550776-113090858907210463?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/113090858907210463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=113090858907210463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113090858907210463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113090858907210463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/10/pelajaran-hidup-dari-atas-or-di-dalam.html' title='pelajaran hidup dari atas (or di dalam?)  WC'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-113090965184124977</id><published>2005-10-23T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T21:34:11.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>di atm bri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;aku perlu ngecheck THR ku sdh masuk tidak. So aku ke atm bri, ditemani MF. Entah dari mana ide itu datang padanya. Setelah ambil Uang dia 'membawaku ke negeri di awan' - Dia membuat ku sungguh2 bahagia. Aku merasa diinginkan. Aku merasa dia juga membutuhkan aku. Aku makin sayang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;Dan hari ini berakhir dengan janji untuk suatu saat 'ambil atm lagi ke bri"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;I love you MF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-113090965184124977?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/113090965184124977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=113090965184124977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113090965184124977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113090965184124977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/10/di-atm-bri.html' title='di atm bri'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-113128726499746885</id><published>2005-10-16T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T06:27:45.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>am I too complicated in love affairs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;When I love a man - I do care him.&lt;br /&gt;      I will list him above all.&lt;br /&gt;      I am happy when he tells me that I am his beloved&lt;br /&gt;      I am so proud when he puts me at the first rank of his day-to-day priority list&lt;br /&gt;      I am flattered when he informs me whatever he does&lt;br /&gt;      I am feeling secure when he limits himself on getting along with other women&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;But then he will not react as I wish, So&lt;br /&gt;      I feel so disappointed&lt;br /&gt;      I feel abandoned &amp; not wanted&lt;br /&gt;      I feel not being counted  &amp; not being appreciated&lt;br /&gt;      I am sad &amp; down&lt;br /&gt;      I feel so jealous and pain when he said he is with other woman though he said she is only a friend I lost my confident&lt;br /&gt;Kadang, ada dilema antara melakukan dan tidak ingin melakukan hal yang "katanya" seharusnya tidak kulakukan sebagai seorang wanita  atas nama "harga diri" namun pada akhirnya dengan senang hati aku melakukan hal yang "katanya" seharusnya tidak kulakukan sebagai seorang wanita atas nama "harga diri" ada dilema antara memberi kepercayaan dan ketakutan bila kepercayaan itu mengambilnya dariku.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;aku ingin dicintai &amp; diterima apa adanya, tanpa syarat aku harus berubah sesuai keinginannya; tapi saat dia mengatakan 'dia lebih senang bila aku begini--begini-begini' - maka dengan segera aku akan merubah.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin menyenangkan hatinya, hingga dia bertahan ada di sisiku, tapi jauh di lubuk hatiku aku berpikir, dia tidak sungguh mencintaiku jadi untuk apa aku bertahan dengannya.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Karena bagiku sungguh2 mencintai adalah bila dia menerima 'my bright side' as weel as 'my dark side' - 'my good side' as weel as 'my bad side' - 'my ups and my down'. Kemudian, I am feeling bad I got confused&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Am I normal? Am I complicated? or Am I TOO complicated&lt;br /&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/7550776-113128726499746885?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/113128726499746885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=113128726499746885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113128726499746885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/113128726499746885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/10/am-i-too-complicated-in-love-affairs.html' title='am I too complicated in love affairs?'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112736634339690275</id><published>2005-09-21T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T22:19:03.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For me - with arya is like this song</title><content type='html'>No, I don't want to lose you, but I don't want to use you&lt;br /&gt;just to have somebody by my side.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to hate you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to take you, but I don't want to be the one to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that don't really matter to anyone anymore.&lt;br /&gt;But like a fool I keep losing my place&lt;br /&gt;and I keep seeing you walk through that door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's a danger in loving somebody too much,&lt;br /&gt;and it's sad when you know it's your heart you can't trust.&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason why people don't stay where they are.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, sometimes, love just aint enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I could never change you, I don't want to blame you.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you don't have to take the fall.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I may have hurt you, but I did not desert you.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just want to have it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes a sound like thunder, it makes me feel like rain.&lt;br /&gt;And like a fool who will never see the truth,&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking something's gonna change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's no way home, when it's late at night and you're all alone.&lt;br /&gt;Are there things that you wanted to say?&lt;br /&gt;And do you feel me beside you in your bed,&lt;br /&gt;there beside you, where I used to lay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a danger in loving somebody too much,&lt;br /&gt;and it's sad when you know it's your heart they can't trust&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason why people don't stay who they are.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, sometimes, love just ain't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, sometimes, love... it just ain't enough.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Oh, Oh, No.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112736634339690275?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112736634339690275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112736634339690275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112736634339690275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112736634339690275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/09/for-me-with-arya-is-like-this-song.html' title='For me - with arya is like this song'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112736701111768034</id><published>2005-09-18T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T22:30:11.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oleh2 lagi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333300;"&gt;MasFelku datang lagi. Dia bawa oleh2 dari semarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceritanya dia lomba paduan Suara tingkat Ja TEng. Akhirnya Surakarta. juara I. Malam2 dia datang bawa oleh2 Bandeng utak2 * prest plus Wingko bbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks ya Mas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumayan jadi pelipur lara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112736701111768034?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112736701111768034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112736701111768034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112736701111768034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112736701111768034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/09/oleh2-lagi.html' title='Oleh2 lagi'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112736619329561983</id><published>2005-09-15T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T22:30:51.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubaran</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;dimulai sejak tgl 11, sebulan setlh kita &lt;a href="http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/08/jadian.html"&gt;'jadian'&lt;/a&gt;, Molenku mulai gamang. Dia bilang 'gap ekonomi yg besar &amp; tingkat pendidikan keluarga kami' adalah alasan kegamangannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceritanya keluarganya kaya sekali, keluargaku pas2an. Keluarganya S2 semua, keluargaku cuma S1. Sehari kemudian, kegamangannya bertambah. Dia bilang "iya terus terang aku ragu2, apa aku bisa berjauhan denganmu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena aku tidak bisa 'jalan' dengan orang yg ragu2,  kutulis imel panjang lebar. Dan jam 3an sore, hari ini, ditengah2 retreatnya, dia bilang "udahlah...kita berteman aja. Lupakan semua mimpi2 kita..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sudah tahu, akan seperti ini akhirnya. Karena itu aku selalu membenci 'pertemuan'. However, it was good, most the burden had been lifted up from my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for releasing me, Mr. Arya. Suprisingly, there was no tears this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_14_4.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112736619329561983?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112736619329561983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112736619329561983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112736619329561983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112736619329561983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/09/bubaran.html' title='Bubaran'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112667637044942709</id><published>2005-09-13T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T22:39:30.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>James 1:15</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;When desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin; and sin, when it is full-grown, brings forth death. —James 1:15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eve explained the rules to the tempter. She and Adam could eat the fruit of any tree in the Garden of Eden, except for the special one in the middle. Just touching it, she said, would bring death.&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine Satan throwing back his head and with mocking laughter saying, "You will not surely die" (Genesis 3:4). He then suggested that God was holding back something good from her (v.5).&lt;br /&gt;For thousands of years the enemy has repeated that strategy. He doesn't care if you believe in the authority of the Bible, as long as he can get you to disbelieve that the one thing standing between you and God is sin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You will not surely die," we are told. That is the theme of so many modern novels. The hero and heroine live in disobedience to God but suffer no consequences. In TV shows and movies the characters rebel against the moral laws of God but live happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is even a perfume called "My Sin." It's a fragrance "so alluring, so charming, so exciting," the ads tell us, "we could only call it 'My Sin.'" You would never guess that sin is a stench in the nostrils of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;In the temptations you face, will you believe Satan's lie? Or will you obey God's warning? —Haddon Robinson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;How has sin damaged the lives of people I know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;How has disobedience to God harmed me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;Have I experienced God's forgiveness? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;(1 John 1:9-10).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;One bite of sin leaves a bitter aftertaste.&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/7550776-112667637044942709?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112667637044942709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112667637044942709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112667637044942709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112667637044942709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/09/james-115.html' title='James 1:15'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112650197237196093</id><published>2005-09-12T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T22:12:52.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am alone again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;I switched on my hp earlier n found no sms. Well, he WAS busy. However I remembered his sms on 27/9. Then I thought 'my be he run out pulse'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to stop sending him sms because I was afraid I was only disturbing him. Unexpectedly, he replied to my morning sms and asked me to call him. As soon as I reached office, I called him. I learnt something from his voice &amp; talks. He was pessimistic about our relationship. I confirmed this, when he said honestly he had a doubtful feeling about our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new development on our short romanticism, struck me down. I knew I started hoping on our relationship though I realized the potential obstacle which may prevent our unity,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this day I tried to stop sending him sms &amp; calling. I wanted him to take his time to think. This decision hurt me but his reply  "OK, thank you very much" hurt me more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was alone again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112650197237196093?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112650197237196093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112650197237196093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112650197237196093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112650197237196093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-am-alone-again.html' title='I am alone again'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112650193545091969</id><published>2005-09-11T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T22:12:15.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He is busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We took picture before leaving for our different places.&lt;br /&gt;Before going home, Grandma told to me that I am always in her first list of her daily prayer. Tears came out uncontrollable as I realized I will miss her prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Kertosono at 11 reaching home at 3. Tired. I miss  and called him. He was still busy. I sent two sms &amp; waiting -- but no reply. I tried to understand - he was still busy. I opened kompie (the name of my PC). I tried to browse but unsuccessful. Before 9, I checked my HP, found no reply from him then fell asleep in grief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112650193545091969?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112650193545091969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112650193545091969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112650193545091969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112650193545091969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/09/he-is-busy.html' title='He is busy'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112650189483656473</id><published>2005-09-10T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T22:11:34.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyang Tante birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8 sept was my grandma's 90th year's birthday. She decided to celebrated it like last year as her gratitude for being given a such long life (she said, "who knows it was the last" --what a sad logic reality ). My mother &amp; I came late. The celebration had been over when we came. I was so sorry as I couldn't take leave for her. Blame it to the reports. Damn Reports !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody came. All of the children. Some relatives came too. Sadly, they came because they wanted to talk about the land heritage of  which the land certificate till now is still on the name of my grandma. She was ok, though. As she realized her time may be approaching. I am proud of her for this reason too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112650189483656473?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112650189483656473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112650189483656473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112650189483656473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112650189483656473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/09/eyang-tante-birthday.html' title='Eyang Tante birthday'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112736599442844662</id><published>2005-09-04T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T22:13:14.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ikannnnnn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;MasFelKu datang. Pulang dari mancing di Yogya, dia bawa ikan bawal buesar2, buanyak.. yang sdh dibersihkan, tinggal masak. wuiiiii.. thank you, Mas. Kamu mmg pinter bikin ibuku tambah cintaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_17_3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112736599442844662?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112736599442844662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112736599442844662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112736599442844662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112736599442844662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/09/ikannnnnn.html' title='ikannnnnn'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112592992577402236</id><published>2005-09-03T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T06:50:03.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ketemuan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/medien/sdb71876.gif" /&gt; Wooooow.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He came picking me up 1/2 hour earlier than the plan. Consequently I have to take permission to go home earlier, as I didn't wanna keep him waiting. Dan karena dia ngancam bakal ninggal pergi kalo aku kelamaan Dasar Satro !! &lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_14_4.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dia tidak beda sama versi telepon &amp; smsnya. Menurut dia aku jg ga beda jauh, cuma lebih jaim &amp;amp; salah tingkahan. Ehmmmmmmm, ga tahu dia aku cuma acting !! hee ga dhing! &lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_15_4.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He spent 3 hours at my home. 1/2 jam pertama - was the unforgetable moments. He showed me things he used to tell me during our sms &amp; call session.. Thanks, Yang &lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/206.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dia kenalan ma Bpk Ibu &amp;amp; kakak2. Hope Things run well after this meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_12_10.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/molenku.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&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/7550776-112592992577402236?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112592992577402236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112592992577402236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112592992577402236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112592992577402236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/09/ketemuan.html' title='Ketemuan'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112592821887903527</id><published>2005-08-25T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T07:39:43.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doa pagiku</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeremia 6 : 22 -26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;22&lt;br /&gt;Beginilah firman TUHAN: ''Sesungguhnya, suatu bangsa akan datang dari tanah utara, suatu suku bangsa yang besar akan bergerak maju dari ujung bumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23&lt;br /&gt;Mereka memakai panah dan tombak; mereka bengis, tidak kenal belas kasihan. Suara mereka gemuruh seperti laut, mereka mengendarai kuda, berlengkap seperti orang maju berperang, menyerang engkau, hai puteri Sion!''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24&lt;br /&gt;Kami telah mendengar kabarnya, tangan kami sudah menjadi lemah lesu; kesesakan telah menyergap kami, kami kesakitan seperti perempuan yang melahirkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25&lt;br /&gt;''Janganlah keluar ke padang, dan janganlah berjalan di jalan, sebab pedang musuh mengamuk -- kegentaran datang dari segala jurusan!''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26&lt;br /&gt;Hai puteri bangsaku, kenakanlah kain kabung, dan berguling-gulinglah dalam debu! Berkabunglah seperti menangisi seorang anak tunggal, merataplah dengan pahit pedih! Sebab sekonyong-konyong akan datang si pembinasa menyerangmu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Di hatiku ada Arya, dari semarang (utara Solo) --- what is it about ?? a sign ?? Tonight i cried for the first time. It's hurt. I told Arya this verses. Arya said he doesnt want to be the disaster. Consequently -- he started being doubtful with our new relationship. This made me afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7550776-112592821887903527?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112592821887903527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112592821887903527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112592821887903527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112592821887903527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/08/doa-pagiku.html' title='Doa pagiku'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112667671502642887</id><published>2005-08-24T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T22:45:15.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Years ago, I asked God to give me a spouse, "You don't own because you didn't ask" God said. Not only I asked or a spouse but also explained what kind of spouse I wanted. I wanted a nice, tender, forgiving, passionate, honest, peaceful, generous, understanding, pleasant, warm, intellegent, humorous, attentive, compassionate, and truhful spouse (mintanya banyak amat ). I even menioned the physical characteristics I dream about. As time went by I added the required list of my wanted spouse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;One night in my prayer, God talked to my heart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My servant, I cannot give you what you want," I asked, " Why God?" God said, "Because I am God and I am fair. God is truth and all I do are true and right." I asked " God, I don't understand why I cannot have what I ask from you?" God answered, "I will explain, It is not fair and right to Me to fulfill your demand, because I cannot give something that is not your own self. It is not fair to give someone who is full of love to you if sometimes you are still hostile, or to give you someone generous but sometimes you can be cruel, or someone forgiving, however you still hide revenge, some one sensitive however you are still insensitive...." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;God then said to me: "it is better for Me to give you someone who I know could grow to have all qualities you are searching rather than to make you waste your time to find someone who already have the qualities you want. Your spouse would be bone from your bone and flesh from you flesh and you will see yourself in your partner and both of you will be one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Marriage is like school. It is a life-long end education. It is where you and your partner make adjustment and aim not merely to please each other,but to be better human beings and to make a solid teamwork. I do not give you a perfec partner, because you are not perfect either. I give you a partner with whom you would grow with and become perfect."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112667671502642887?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112667671502642887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112667671502642887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112667671502642887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112667671502642887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/08/spouse.html' title='spouse'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112608131011908459</id><published>2005-08-24T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T01:21:50.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to spend my lifetime loving you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Arya's Fav song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;MA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moon so bright, night so fine&lt;br /&gt;Keep your heart here with mine&lt;br /&gt;Life's a dream we are dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Race the moon, catch the wind&lt;br /&gt;Ride the night to the end&lt;br /&gt;Seize the day, stand up for the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend my lifetime loving you&lt;br /&gt;If that is all in life I will ever do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroes rise, heroes fall&lt;br /&gt;Rise again, win it all&lt;br /&gt;In your heart, can't you feel the glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through our joy, through our pain&lt;br /&gt;We can move worlds again&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, dance the dance with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend my lifetime loving you&lt;br /&gt;If that is all in life I will ever do&lt;br /&gt;I will want nothing else to see me through&lt;br /&gt;If I can spend my lifetime loving you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112608131011908459?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112608131011908459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112608131011908459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112608131011908459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112608131011908459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-want-to-spend-my-lifetime-loving-you.html' title='I want to spend my lifetime loving you'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112592725897430937</id><published>2005-08-21T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T06:41:23.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The next day poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;He wrote :&lt;/span&gt; Bayangmu adalah sinar di ujung kegelapan lorong hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Engkaulah nyala api di dermaga yang menuntunku pulang&lt;br /&gt;Aku hanyalah kelapa yang hanyut diterjang badai rinduku (20:20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I wrote&lt;/span&gt; : Padahal aku hanya bunga ditepi jalan.&lt;br /&gt;Di sela belukar yang tak seorangpun menginginkan&lt;br /&gt;Namun kau memungutku&lt;br /&gt;Melihat keindahan yang aku sendiri tak melihatnya&lt;br /&gt;Kau buat makin indah saat kauijinkan menghiasi ruang hatimu (20:32)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;... semoga tidak karena kami sedang jatuh cinta saja ..&lt;br /&gt;... semoga bukan karena kami belum pernah bertemu ...&lt;br /&gt;... semoga dia tidak berubah tidak mencintai setelah bertemu...&lt;br /&gt;... Tuhan dengar doaku&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/7550776-112592725897430937?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112592725897430937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112592725897430937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112592725897430937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112592725897430937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/08/next-day-poem.html' title='The next day poem'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112592656763599645</id><published>2005-08-20T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T06:22:47.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puisinya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He wrote : Mencintaimu adalah titik-titik hujan di kulitku saat aku tertatih berjalan di pematang... encintaimu adalah embun saat tanah merekah ditindas matahari (23:02 PM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote : Sementara bagiku mencintaimu adalah menemukan mata air di gersangnya gurun dimana aku berdiri menanti jawaban dari doaku. Menemukan mata air sepertimulah isi doaku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; hope what he wrote came from his heart as the one I wrote came from mine - the deepest one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/medien/notier01.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112592656763599645?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112592656763599645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112592656763599645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112592656763599645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112592656763599645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/08/puisinya.html' title='Puisinya'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112650216254454355</id><published>2005-08-18T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T22:36:11.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kesempatan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ketika kita berada di tempat yang tepat pada saat yang tepat, Itulah kesempatanKetika kita bertemu dengan seseorang yang membuatmu tertarik, Itu bukan pilihan, itu kesempatan. Bertemu dalam suatu peristiwa bukanlah pilihan, Itupun adalah kesempatan.&lt;br /&gt;Bila kita memutuskan untuk mencintai orang tersebut, Bahkan dengan segala kekurangannya, Itu bukan kesempatan, itu adalah pilihan. Ketika kita memilih bersama dengan seseorang walaupun apapun yang terjadi, itu adalah pilihan. Bahkan ketika kita menyadari bahwa masih banyak orang lain Yang lebih menarik, lebih pandai, lebih kaya daripada pasanganmu dan tetap memilih untuk mencintainya, Itulah pilihan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perasaan cinta, simpatik, tertarik,datang bagai kesempatan pada kita. Tetapi cinta sejati yang abadi adalah pilihan, Pilihan yang kita lakukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berbicara tentang pasangan jiwa, ada suatu kutipan dari film yang mungkin sangat tepat :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nasib membawa kita bersama, tetapi tetap bergantung pada kita bagaimana membuat semuanya berhasil"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasangan jiwa bisa benar-benar ada. Dan bahkan sangat mungkin ada seseorang Yang diciptakan hanya untukmu. Tetapi tetap berpulang padamu untuk melakukan pilihan apakah engkau ingin melakukan sesuatu untuk mendapatkannya, atau tidak...&lt;br /&gt;Kita mungkin kebetulan bertemu pasangan jiwa kita, tetapi mencintai dan tetap bersama pasangan jiwa kita, Adalah pilihan yang harus kita lakukan.&lt;br /&gt;Kita ada di dunia bukan untuk mencari seseorang yang sempurna untuk dicintai TETAPI untuk belajar mencintai orang yang tidak sempurna dengan cara yang sempurna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112650216254454355?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112650216254454355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112650216254454355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112650216254454355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112650216254454355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/08/kesempatan.html' title='Kesempatan'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112667660354333859</id><published>2005-08-16T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T22:43:23.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;from Arya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sori, email sing siji mau durung tak tulisi kepencet langsung kekirim neng nggonmu yang....yang aku mo bilang terima kasih buat semua cinta, sayang, kangen dan semua perasaanmu yang buat aku. Aku bangga n tersanjung.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya, aku kepengen kita hidup di solo/semarang/jogja kalo kita dah menikah nanti. Tapi memang karena ilmu yang aku pelajari sejak s1 sampai s2 tu filsafat, aku jadi susah cari kerja.&lt;br /&gt;Kalo saja ada kerjaan di solo/yogya/semarang yang gajinya cukup, 4-5 jeti perbulan aja, aku lebih milih di jogja/semarang/solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi karena ga ada dan aku harus menghidupi kamu n anak2, ya aku minta tar kalo kita dah menikah kamu keluar dari pekerjaanmu di MGT tu, walaupun kamu dah 8th disana.....Aku jane yo ra penak, wong aku sing lagi wae ketompo kok nuntut kamu yang udah jelas posisinya di MGT, tapi gimana wong memang susah nyari kerja buat aku yang lulusan filsafat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku minta kamu mengerti yang, tapi kalo pun tar memang ada pekerjaan buat aku di jogja/semarang/solo dan kerjaan itu cukup hasile, aku ga segan2 untuk keluar dari UPH....&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kalo misal ga ada dan kita berdua pindah ke jakarta, kamu tar nyari kerja disini aja, kalo g dapat ya usaha apa gitu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke yang, gitu aja dulu ya, coba direnungkan ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUV U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;my reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sayang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat ini, saat aku memutuskan untuk mencintai kamu, aku siap mempelajari hal2 baru yang memang akan menyenangkan hatimu. Aku siap berubah menjadi seorang wanita yang ada dlm benak kamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat nanti aku memutuskan untuk menikah dengan mu, aku akan rela meninggalkan semua hal yang menghalangi persatuan &amp; kebersamaan kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat nanti kita berjalan berdua di gereja &amp; diberkati - aku siap mendampingi &amp;amp; hidup bersama kamu dalam rumah tangga yang kamu kepalai - seberapapun Welfare &amp; prosperity yang Tuhan karuniakan pada kita melalui apapun yang kamu lakukan dalam kejujuran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku hanya ingin punya suami yang jujur, terbuka (mau berkomunikasi), mencintai &amp; mau menjaga aku &amp;amp; anak2. Kepada siapa aku merasa aman &amp; terlindungi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love you, sayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7550776-112667660354333859?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112667660354333859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112667660354333859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112667660354333859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112667660354333859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/08/dream.html' title='dream'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112412920283476267</id><published>2005-08-11T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T11:06:42.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jadian</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hari ini, kami resmi berpacaran. Walau belum bertemu Mas Aryo mantap sekali bahwa akulah 'bojo'nya. Dan aku percaya semua yang dia katakan. Aku juga mulai menyayanginya,merindukannya. Tuhan --- Berkatilah hubunganku ini. Aku mencintainya. &lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/11/11_9_1.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112412920283476267?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112412920283476267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112412920283476267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412920283476267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412920283476267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/08/jadian.html' title='Jadian'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112412885818906519</id><published>2005-08-06T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T11:00:58.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JAga kado</title><content type='html'>Mbak Niken menikah. Aku jaga kado. Capek sekali. Selamat ya .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112412885818906519?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112412885818906519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112412885818906519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412885818906519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412885818906519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/08/jaga-kado.html' title='JAga kado'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112412879950711816</id><published>2005-08-01T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T22:38:19.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aryaning Arya Kresna</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I got a call from Mr Aryaning - a name I knew from my friendster site. He wanted to be my friend on his message dated 21/7. I replied to his message by giving him my mobile number since I rarely got chance to open the Friendster site during office hours. Surprisingly, he sent me sms which I received on my way home from my evening teaching.Guess wut ! We got many things in common. Since that time, there was no second without sending short message and calling Aryaning Arya Kresno S.Fil, M.Hum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a lecturer at Univ. Pelita Harapan Karawaci. from our talks, I found out that he is a son of a known writer/poet-- no wonder that his name having a sense of art with deep, charismatic meaning beyond it. We were closer each day. I tried not to hide anything about myself to him, and I knew he tried to do the same. We started, upppzz, I started missing him, missing the time I had with him. I started ignoring my relationship with Mas Fel who was busy with his Hari Pramuka, &amp; 17 agustusan. Damnnn --- No time for me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryo &amp;amp; I decided to take our relationship in a serious manner. We talked about what kinda family we wanna have, what roles each of us will have to play in our future family etc--etc. We talked about our bad &amp;amp; good capacities.we tried to create a bridge for our differences by Communicate things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God -- he is really a man I dreamt of so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112412879950711816?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112412879950711816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112412879950711816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412879950711816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412879950711816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/08/aryaning-arya-kresna.html' title='Aryaning Arya Kresna'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112412873840186242</id><published>2005-07-27T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T10:58:58.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Menjaga Jarak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aku keluar wedangan dengan Mas Fel. Seperti biasa, tidak ada yang istimewa, selain kenyataan bahwa kami makin mesra. Ibu sudah mulai kemecer ingin menanyakan status hubungan kami dengan Mas Fel. Aku sampaikan hal ini padanya. dan Tahu apa jawabnya ? Dia tidak suka. ! Dia merasa dipojokkan, dipaksa ! Dan dia tidak mau lagi sering2 datang ke rumah ! wut the hell is it!   Aku mulai meragukan niatnya untuk membina hubungan yang serius. Aku mulai merasa dia hanya memanfaat aku ! Aku tidak terima! Dan aku mulai menjaga jarak ! Mengurangi smsku, telepon2ku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112412873840186242?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112412873840186242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112412873840186242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412873840186242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412873840186242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/07/menjaga-jarak.html' title='Menjaga Jarak'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112412867500406949</id><published>2005-07-16T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T11:04:31.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari2 yang Mesra</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sementara hubunganku dgn Mas Fel berjalan mulus. Hari ini dia akan mengantar aku ke klaten, menengok mertua Mbak Dini yang sdg sakit, sambil mengantar uang. Ternyata, Dia datang dalam keadaan sakit, ya sudah. Aku ga tega memintanya mengantarku. Akhirnya aku berangkat sendiri naik Bis. Di sana sebentar, langsung pulang lagi. Dan leeeeer, aku teler. Sementara sakitnya Mas Fel makin parah hingga 10 hari kemudian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112412867500406949?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112412867500406949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112412867500406949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412867500406949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412867500406949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/07/hari2-yang-mesra.html' title='Hari2 yang Mesra'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112412862090135684</id><published>2005-07-14T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T10:57:00.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Penolakan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Setelah menunggu beberapa hari - aku telepon Abang dan menjelaskan semuanya. Reaksinya ? " Ga bisa sayang, aku sudah mati padamu. Janganlah kau bilang begitu. Sudah terlanjur hati ini - jangan kau hancurkan, hasian - Semua jemaat &amp; saudara2 * pimpinan sudah tahu semua. Janganlah bikin Abang malu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya tidak tega, tapi aku sudah mengatakan padanya untuk tidak mengatakan ke orang2 sebelum semuanya pasti. Ah mungkin senyumku saat itu tidak tepat pada waktu, moment, tempatnya --- karena senyumkan 'diterjemahkan' sebagai sebuah penerimaan. Tuhan Ampuni Aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112412862090135684?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112412862090135684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112412862090135684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412862090135684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412862090135684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/07/penolakan.html' title='Penolakan'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112412848674231026</id><published>2005-07-11T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T10:54:46.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keputusaaaaan !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pagi2 bapak / ibu sampai ke Solo. Jam 5 nya aku berenang langsung ke kantor. Pulang dari kantor, sidang dimulai. Seperti Biasa Bapak menyerahkan semua ke Ibu. Ternyata semua berjalan lancar. Keputusan Final - Lamaran tidak diterima. Aku yang harus menjawab sendiri penolakan itu. Wuiiiiiih !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112412848674231026?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112412848674231026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112412848674231026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412848674231026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412848674231026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/07/keputusaaaaan.html' title='Keputusaaaaan !'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112412842970341596</id><published>2005-07-09T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T10:53:49.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abang vs Mas Fel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bpk Ibu sdh sampai Jkt. Aku setres nunggu mereka. Karena itu aku putuskan untuk week end dengan MAs Fel, ke tpt favorit kami. Di sana dia mengatakan semua perasaannya. Dan aku curhat habis2an tentang Abang, sebab malam sebelumnya aku sudah membuka kedok masa lalunya !! Aku menangis, merasa dibohongi. Mas Fel memelukku.   Hari itu aku bahagia,karena Mas Fel sepenuhnya miliku, bukan milik komunitasnya, bukan milik murid2nya, mukan milik MLM-MLM nya. Sementara hpku tidak berhenti berdering dari kakak2 &amp; adik. Ternyata Bapak marah besar di Jkt. Bapak tidak berkenan dengan lamaran Abang ! Sementara Ibu menangis, tidak tahu apa yang akan terjadi denganku kalo menerima lamarannya. Untung ada Mas Rudi yang menenangkan beliau berdua &amp;amp; dengan pesan khusus "Ampun duko kaliyan dik Asih lho Bu, Pak". Sehingga mereka pulang ke Solo dengan satu janji " Yo wis nek ngono, mengko tak ngomong alon2 sante wae karo Asih"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112412842970341596?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112412842970341596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112412842970341596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412842970341596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412842970341596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/07/abang-vs-mas-fel.html' title='Abang vs Mas Fel'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112412840983265056</id><published>2005-07-08T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T10:53:29.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku dilamar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam ini Abang akan menghadap bpk/ibu. Sementara, pergumulanku, berlanjut. Aku telp ibu, mengatakan kalau Abang mau datang, ga tahu mau ngomong apa! Entah apa yang mereka bicarakan, saat malam abang datang menghadap. Yang jelas, Abang takut banget sama Bapak. Sementara aku hanya deg2an menunggu Bapak/ibu sampai ke Solo - ditambah kenyataan baru yang kutahu tentang abang :(.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112412840983265056?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112412840983265056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112412840983265056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412840983265056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412840983265056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/07/aku-dilamar.html' title='Aku dilamar'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112412828455051529</id><published>2005-07-07T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T10:51:24.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heboh !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BeF datang mbenerin komputer, Dia sudah tahu aku dilamar! Sementara, Mas Fel sudah sangat penasaran krn sms nya tdk kubalas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MF : kog ra dibls, non, kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;AD : sorry aku sibuk dgn PR persiapan perkawinan&lt;br /&gt;MF : PR eNon?&lt;br /&gt;AD : Iya. Khayalanku(*) menjadi kenyataan.&lt;br /&gt;       (*)menikah dgn orang yang mencintai aku walau aku tidak mencintainya, sebab orang yang aku cintai, tidak perduli dgn perasaanku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MF diam lama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sementara itu sms &amp; telepon tidak berhenti dari kakak2 &amp;amp; adik yang tidak percaya dengan berita lamaran dari Riau. BeF aku cuexin! Semua berusaha meminta aku untuk berpikir sungguh2. Sementara, penyelidikan ttg abang, ternyata dilakukan oleh Mbak Dini. Dan hasilnya sangat mengejutkan &amp; menghentakku. Aku  telepon abang minta penjelasannya. Yang jelas sekarang aku menjadi ragu2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MF nelp. Dia shock. Dia bilang, dia tidak siap kehilangan aku. Dia minta waktu bertemu. Dia mau mengatakan semuanya. Entahlah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112412828455051529?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112412828455051529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112412828455051529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412828455051529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412828455051529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/07/heboh.html' title='Heboh !'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112412821443491210</id><published>2005-07-06T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T10:50:14.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Solo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jam 6:30, diantar Mbak Raras ke St Gambir. Dgn kereta yg sama saat datang, aku pulang ke Solo. Lebih dikit dari jadwal, kereta bertolak. Mas Fel janji mau njemput, tapi sampai gini hari belum ada konfirmasi. Tp aku diam aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas sampai jogja, aku sms dia 'jadi njemput" - dan dia bilang "Maaf, ga' bisa aku mau jemput ponakan. naik taxi aja ya??" Lagi2, dia mengecewakan aku. Kalau aku tidak sms dulu, pasti dia juga ga akan ngabari ! &lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_14_1.gif" /&gt; Awas Loe !! Sejak itu, dua-tiga smsnya tidak kubalas! Mending sms-an ama abang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112412821443491210?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112412821443491210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112412821443491210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412821443491210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412821443491210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/07/back-to-solo.html' title='Back to Solo'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112412815025012755</id><published>2005-07-05T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T10:49:10.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perpisahan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sebelum pulang, aku ke gereja lagi. Rencananya mau berdoa. Disana malah ketemu Pak Pendeta yang dari Lala' kota &amp; istri. Kesempatan ini dimanfaatkan abang utk meminta bantuan ibu pendeta manurung itu untuk meyakinkan aku &amp; memberi gambaran kehidupan seorang ibu gembala. Sekali lagi aku cuma senyam senyum aja !!  Karena aku ga mungkin berbantahan dengan mereka. Aku hanya bilang ke abang - aku masih perlu bergumul dalam doa. karena taruhanku besar kalau mau datang mendampingi dia di sini... Aku harus dibabtis lagi, pindah gereja &amp; yg terberat, kehilangan pekerjaan, meninggalkan orangtua, kehidupan mudahku, sahabat2ku, komunitasku --- hidupku !! berat booooo. Jangan terlalu yakin tentang bulan 9! Tapi tetep aja dia yakin ! karepmu lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam 10, aku pulang dan berpoto dulu di depan gereja  &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/abang1.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tepat jam 11, travel kami datang. Aku, aning yang tidak enak badan, mbak Ndari, Mas Dodi have to say good bye to Riau. Sementara Bpk/ibu masih tinggal. Kami berdoa, dipimpin oleh Abang. Poto bareng ah ..&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/bareng1.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai di Airport pas 1 jam sebelum departure. Tepat waktu yang dijadwalkan, Lion Air take off - membawa kami kembali ke Jawa. Good bye Sumatera !&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/7550776-112412815025012755?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112412815025012755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112412815025012755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412815025012755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412815025012755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/07/perpisahan.html' title='Perpisahan'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112412801486322024</id><published>2005-07-04T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T10:46:54.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seharian dgn Abang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Ngepluuuuuuk !! Riau hujan. Jadi males bangun. Dapet sms dari Abang. Dia sudah menunggu di gereja. Selesai mandi, aku diantar Peni ke Gereja. Setlh ikut ngobrol sebentar, Peni pamit pulang. Tinggal kami berdua. Kami ngobrol lagi. Dalam setiap obrolan, abang selalu berusaha meyakinkan aku kalau aku bisa menjadi Ibu Gembala. Dia bilang dia sudah benar2 jatuh hati padaku. Sementara aku belum yakin. Tapi sudah tumbuh simpati dengan pergumulan pelayanannya.Fiuuuh !!  &lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_2_112.gif"&gt; Karena masih hujan, kami menghabiskan waktu dengan gitaran. Abang ngajarin aku lagu2 pujian yang memang banyak yg msh asing buatku. Jam satu, kita keluar. Abang mengajakku ke Lirik, ke rumah jemaat. Dia menunjukkan tanah gereja, yg akan segera dibangun Gereja baru. Abang bilang "disitulah rumah kita nanti, hasian" ("hasian" bhs batak yg berarti "sayang"). Aku dibawa bertemu dua jemaatnya. Di perumahan karyawan perkebunan kelapa sawit. Saat bertemu mereka, abang selalu bilang 'Ini calon ibu Gembala, doakan, nanti bulan 9' -- aku cuma senyam senyum aja ! -- Karena tak mungkin bagiku 'menjatuhkan' kepercayaan dirinya di depan jemaatnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selesai urusan dengan para jemaatnya, abang menemani aku cari oleh2. Setelah itu, kita kembali ke Gereja. Ngobrol lagi. Saat anak2 muda yang tinggal di gereja berdatangan,aku mulai mengenal abang dari sisi yang lain. His Wisdom has NOT been yet mature &lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_14_202.gif"&gt;. Sore menjelang malam, dia mengantar aku pulang berjalan kaki. Dalam keadaan gelap tidak ada jalan lain selain bergandengan tangan --- so what gito loh !. Kutinggal mandi, dia ngobrol dgn bp/ibu. Selesai mandi, obrolan berdua dilanjutkan. Abang bilang akan menghadap bpk/ibu, selagi mereka disini. Dia baru pulang jam 10 mlm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-112412801486322024?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112412801486322024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112412801486322024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412801486322024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412801486322024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/07/seharian-dgn-abang.html' title='Seharian dgn Abang'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112412750466703136</id><published>2005-07-03T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T10:46:45.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ke Gereja</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hari ini kita bergereja di GBI. Kabarnya Pak Pendetanya sedang tukar mimbar. Jadi Pendeta dari Lala' kota yang melayani. Karena belum terbiasa, ibadah kali ini belum berasa banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulang dari gereja, kami tidak melakukan hal yg istimewa. Maklum, Riau super duper panas !! males mau kemana. Rencana nanti sore baru mau jalan2 nengok rumah lain mbak Dini yang dikontrakan. O ya.. ini tampang Yohan &amp; Peni, yang sudah tumbuh jadi ABG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/yopen11.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spt rencana sore2, kita jalan2. Tapi di tengah jalan, tanpa diduga, Yohan menyusul dan meminta aku pulang dengannya. Pak Pendeta menungguku di rumah !! What !!! &lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/medien/sdb71876.gif"&gt; Matek aku !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme tell u about him. Pak Pendeta ini bernama Josua Manalu aku menyapanya 'Abang'. Kami sudah saling mengenal long time ago. 'dijodohin' ma Peni yg waktu ntu msh indil2. Karena jarak, kita cuma telepon2an. Dia sudah berniat untuk menikahi aku, tapi aku ga' pernah menganggapnya serius, sebab aku tidak melihat tanda2 keseriusannya. Bagiku, kalau serius, dia harus datang ke Solo dan melamarku. Jadi sudah setahun lebih, kita kehilangan harapan satu sama lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat kakak2 punya ide utk membawa bpk/ibu menengok mbak Dini ke Riau &amp;amp; aku ditunjuk menjadi pengantar pun, aku masih belum ingat bahwa disana bakal ada makhluk yang bernama Josua. Aku merasa Tuhan memang membuatku tidak ingat. Sebab Dia tahu, kalau aku ingat, aku bakal menolak ke sana. Karena aku tidak tahu harus bagaimana kalau ketemu dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sekarang ---- aku hendak bertemu dia --- aku sungguh2 tidak tahu &amp; aku menolak &lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/" /&gt;! Tapi kakak2 mendorongku untuk menemui dia. akhirnya kami bertemu !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertemuan pertama berjalan lancar. Dia membawa aku cari durian ke pasar. Berponcengan diatas motornya. Kita cari makan &amp;amp; Juice dulu. Disini kita ngoborol. tentang pelayanannya &amp; ttg keyakinannya kalau aku bakal mampu mendampingi dia menjadi Ibu Gembala. Edun !! tahu2 topik sudah sampai di sana. &lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/" /&gt; Aku cuma senyam senyum aja. Karena tak mungkin aku membuatnya 'down' pada pertemuan pertama. Sak karepmulah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah dapet durian,Kita pulang &amp;amp; berjanji bertemu lagi esok harinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/7550776-112412750466703136?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112412750466703136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112412750466703136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412750466703136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412750466703136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/07/ke-gereja.html' title='Ke Gereja'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112412743808137511</id><published>2005-07-02T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T10:37:18.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Akhirnya Aku terbang</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/muede/24.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;Bangun pagi2. We have to catch the plane at 7:15 AM. Rombongan berangkat. Bapak-ibu-mbak Ndari, Mas Dodi, Aning &amp; Aku. Nyampe Cengkareng tepat jam 6:30 diantar mas Rudi &amp;amp; Mas Paulus. Check in. Dan tepat Jam 7:15, Batavia Air take off. Lagi2 tepat satu setengah jam, pesawat mendarat di Sultan Syarif Kasim II airport dengan selamat. Puji Tuhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/airport1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dilanjutkan perjalanan darat ke Airmolek. 5 Jam !!! Lewat Lintas Timur dengan jalan yang hancur, membuat kami berpikir, apa yang membuat mbak Dini betah tinggal di sini??? Sumatera ohhh sumatera yang gersang dan keras!! Akhirnya jam 2 sampai juga di rumah... Puji Tuhan ! Mbak Dini keliatan bahagia sekali. Sudah 20 tahun dia di sini, belum pernah ada yang menengok. Betapa berharganya pertemuan ini baginya. &lt;img src="http://www.forumbuzz.com/phpbb/images/smiles/flowers.gif" /&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/7550776-112412743808137511?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112412743808137511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112412743808137511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412743808137511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412743808137511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/07/akhirnya-aku-terbang.html' title='Akhirnya Aku terbang'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-112412735818556173</id><published>2005-06-30T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T10:35:58.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ke riau</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;encana ngantar Bapak Ibu ke Riau - berjalan terus. Perjalanan dimulai hari ini Jam 8 malam, naik Kereta Argo Dwipangga ke Jkt .Ke Stasiun Balapan, diantar mas Arie. Sampai Jatinegara jam 5an pagi, dijemput Mbak Raras &amp; misoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah ngantar mbak Raras ke kantor, diantar mas Paulus ke Cijantung. Istirahat... &lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/medien/11.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam 4an sore, njenguk mas Wahyu, di RSCM. God may heal him with HIS power.. We wait for His miracle.&lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/traurig/crybaby.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai di rumah jam 10 mlm.... jalan Macettt ! Damn you, Jakarta !! I need a rest, you know ! Sampai di rumah sudah ada Aninggggggg !! my sweet little girl. Hilang capek &amp;amp; Kantuk ! Tapi tetep harus bobo' - krn besok harus bangun pagi2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/sleep.gif" /&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/7550776-112412735818556173?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/112412735818556173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=112412735818556173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412735818556173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/112412735818556173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/06/ke-riau.html' title='Ke riau'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111777790931758429</id><published>2005-05-29T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T22:33:23.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Di Purwokerto</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ambil cuti ke Purwokerto. Mapir ke rumah Arik 'bon jovi' -- Amazing house !!! Jam 8 malem nyari mendoan ke alun2, &amp; nunggun Aning dari cirebon. Dari Sana langsung cabut ke Baturaden !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di Bayturaden - Momong Aning&lt;/span&gt; ! &lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/party/marc3.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic15.picturetrail.com/VOL628/3681125/inbox/t-54573.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111777790931758429?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111777790931758429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111777790931758429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111777790931758429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111777790931758429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/05/di-purwokerto.html' title='Di Purwokerto'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111777770635426291</id><published>2005-05-28T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T22:48:26.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ke gereja Sama Mas Fel</title><content type='html'>Minggu besok jelas ga bisa ke gereja, gimana ya? Well... setelah ngalor ngidul ngubrul ga jelas ma Mas Fel, dia mau nemani ke gereja Sabtu, tapi harus ke geeja Purbayan.. (aku sdh tahu alasannya..)&lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/party/dead.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senam bentar, medot, terus siap2 ke gereja. Di Gereja dengan Tata Perayaan Ekaristi baru. Nothing special. Pulang dari Gereja, Maem Nasi Timbel di Adisucipto. Uenakk tenan. Kejutan kali ini, Mas Fel nyuruh aku bawa dompetnya &amp; bayar. Baru tahu, kalo di dompetnya sdh ada foto aku? &lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/liebe/888.gif"&gt; Kog bisa? Apa Maksudnya? Ga jelas llage khan?? So Aq cuexin aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulang dari dinner, ngubrul mpe jam 10. Siap2 buat ke Purwokerto besok, sampbil nonton final American Idol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/muede/682.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wussssss bobo' as soon as it's kelar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111777770635426291?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111777770635426291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111777770635426291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111777770635426291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111777770635426291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/05/ke-gereja-sama-mas-fel.html' title='Ke gereja Sama Mas Fel'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111777707376290267</id><published>2005-05-20T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T22:37:53.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kau Hancurkan hatiku</title><content type='html'>kukatakan dengan indah&lt;br /&gt;dengan terbuka&lt;br /&gt;hatiku hampa&lt;br /&gt;sepertinya luka&lt;br /&gt;menghampirinya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kau beri rasa&lt;br /&gt;yg berbeda&lt;br /&gt;mungkin kusalah&lt;br /&gt;mengartikannya&lt;br /&gt;yang kurasa cinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* tetapi hatiku&lt;br /&gt;selalu meninggikanmu&lt;br /&gt;terlalu meninggikanmu&lt;br /&gt;selalu meninggikanmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** kau hancurkan hatiku&lt;br /&gt;hancurkan lagi&lt;br /&gt;kau hancurkan hatiku&lt;br /&gt;tuk melihatmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kau terangi jiwaku&lt;br /&gt;kau redupkan lagih&lt;br /&gt;kau hancurkan hatiku&lt;br /&gt;tuk melihatmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to * &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;membuatku terjatuh&lt;br /&gt;dan terjatuh lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** membuatku merasakan&lt;br /&gt;yang tlah terjadi&lt;br /&gt;semua yang terbaik&lt;br /&gt;dan terlewati&lt;br /&gt;semua yang terhenti &lt;br /&gt;tanpa kuakhiri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111777707376290267?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111777707376290267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111777707376290267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111777707376290267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111777707376290267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/05/kau-hancurkan-hatiku.html' title='Kau Hancurkan hatiku'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111777703195572136</id><published>2005-05-17T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T22:37:11.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Capek ma Mas Fel</title><content type='html'>It must have been love but it’s over now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay a whisper on my pillow&lt;br /&gt;Leave the winter on the ground&lt;br /&gt;I wake up lonely, there’s air of silence&lt;br /&gt;In the bedroom and all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch me now, I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And dream away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must have been love but it’s over now&lt;br /&gt;It must have been good but I lost it somehow&lt;br /&gt;It must have been love but it’s over now&lt;br /&gt;From the moment we touched ‘til the time had run out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make-believing we’re together&lt;br /&gt;That I’m sheltered by your heart&lt;br /&gt;But in and outside I’ve turned to water&lt;br /&gt;Like a teardrop in your palm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it’s a hard winter's day&lt;br /&gt;I dream away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must have been love but it’s over now&lt;br /&gt;It was all that I wanted, now I’m living without&lt;br /&gt;It must have been love but it’s over now&lt;br /&gt;It’s where the water flows&lt;br /&gt;It’s where the wind blows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must have been love but it’s over now&lt;br /&gt;It must have been good but I lost it somehow&lt;br /&gt;It must have been love but it’s over now&lt;br /&gt;From the moment we touched ‘til the time had run out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must have been love but it’s over now&lt;br /&gt;It was all that I wanted, now I’m living without&lt;br /&gt;It must have been love but it’s over now&lt;br /&gt;It’s where the water flows&lt;br /&gt;It’s where the wind blows&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111777703195572136?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111777703195572136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111777703195572136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111777703195572136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111777703195572136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/05/capek-ma-mas-fel.html' title='Capek ma Mas Fel'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111599162942313374</id><published>2005-05-12T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T22:24:14.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kopdar ma mPen &amp; Mavie</title><content type='html'>MPen datang jam 11an. Nekad jalan kaki nyari rumahku. Dan bisa ditebak....kesasar. ha.ha.. cian dech mpen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mavie &amp; Jz, lebe konyol lage, sudah di kasih denah, sudah bawa peta, tetep aja ga' ketemu, gw musti ngejemput mereka yang kebablasan &lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/cool/yo.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Maen ke SGM, ngobrol &amp; maem di Buga Bugi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/th_fbuzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mavie datang ma sweety Jz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/th_jz.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada oleh2 T-shirt dari London. TQ, Dede' &lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/bananav.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eitzz, baru tahu kalo warna PINK ntu bisa juga bikin orang elergi.. he..he.. Jz..Jz.. lucu dech kamu ! &lt;img src="http://www.plasa.com/phpBB2/woltlab/wbboard/images/smilies/biglaughA.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw -- bela2in cuti lho biar bisa kd  &lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/embarassedlaugh.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111599162942313374?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111599162942313374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111599162942313374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111599162942313374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111599162942313374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/05/kopdar-ma-mpen-mavie.html' title='Kopdar ma mPen &amp; Mavie'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111561830388670671</id><published>2005-05-09T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T23:01:40.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blank</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kalau engkau tak mampu menjadi beringin&lt;br /&gt;yang tegak di puncak bukit..........&lt;br /&gt;Jadilah belukar, tetapi belukar yang baik,&lt;br /&gt;yang tumbuh di tepi danau.&lt;br /&gt;Kalau kamu tak sanggup menjadi belukar,&lt;br /&gt;Jadilah saja rumput, tetapi rumput yang&lt;br /&gt;memperkuat tanggul pinggiran jalan&lt;br /&gt;Kalau engkau tak mampu menjadi jalan raya&lt;br /&gt;Jadilah saja jalan kecil,&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi jalan setapak yang membawa orang ke mata air&lt;br /&gt;Tidaklah semua menjadi kapten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tentu harus ada awak kapalnya....&lt;br /&gt;Bukan besar kecilnya tugas yang menjadikan tinggi&lt;br /&gt;rendahnya nilai dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Jadilah saja dirimu....&lt;br /&gt;Sebaik-baiknya dari dirimu sendiri &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(Taufik Ismail)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;taken from melop post on &lt;a href="http://www.forumbuzz.forumsplace.com"&gt;fbuzz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111561830388670671?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111561830388670671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111561830388670671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111561830388670671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111561830388670671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/05/blank.html' title='blank'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111599093672675903</id><published>2005-05-08T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T22:31:28.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maen ma Jebret</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ditinggal Sri pulang menjenguk bapaknya yang sakit, aku kerja bakti Mencuci baju &amp; Nguras kamar mandi. Pas lagi berbasah2, datang Neni, Felix &amp;amp; cintaku -Tio jebret- Sempat diserbu Tio &amp; bapaknya bareng2 lho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/10/10_9_206.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi beginilah tampang ku pas maen ma jebret. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/th_jebret.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehmmmmmm, makasih babydol motif gajahnya … langsung dianyari ah…. Eits, malam2 jebret datang lagi, puas dech maen2nya &amp;amp; mengenal kelucuannya, kecerdasannya, kepokilannya, kreatifitasnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/7550776-111599093672675903?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111599093672675903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111599093672675903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111599093672675903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111599093672675903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/05/maen-ma-jebret.html' title='Maen ma Jebret'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111599062640926763</id><published>2005-05-05T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T22:34:51.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My belated Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/13/13_1_205.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doa2 dari yang terkasih on 05.05.05 – 33&lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/medien/1456.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas Felix’ku (04.05.05 22:42) Wilujeng tanggap warso dik&lt;br /&gt;Mas Felix’ku (04.05.05 22:43) Happy birthday to you&lt;br /&gt;Mas Felix’ku (04.05.05 22:44) Selamat Ulang Tahun,Non&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas Felix’ku (05.05.05 05:50) Ati2. Smoga malaikat pelindung sll menjaga U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivi (05:47) Met ultah ya Mbak..Jadi nganter Ibu ke kertosono? Kalo jadi met jalan ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayu (05:54) Happy B’da. This is your day! Smoga sukses dan cepet dapet jodo. Aq tunggu undangane. Btw,masih inget aku khan? Hope So. (then she called at 06:35)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niken mgt (06:18) Met ultah ya sih.+ gambar animasi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanna (07:03) Happy B’day dear asih. Smoga bertambahnya usia membuat Asih makin bijaksanana, dewasa,matang dalam segala hal..Sun sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian (08:08 - S’pore time) Met ultah ya. Uda beli/bkn kuenya? Aku ada No. baru +6590051996. yang ini uda ga tak pake mulai bln depan J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enthung (07:26) Hai Honey,Selamat Ulang Tahun ya, panjang umur &amp; berkat Tuhan melimpah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stone Cold (08:03) El happy Birthday! Smoga sll sehat dilimpahi rezeki, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mbak Dini (08:12) Met ultah ya dik. Smga pdkt nya smkn sip shg menjadi hadiah ultah yang terindah dari Yesus di hari kenaikkanNya hari ini. Ada apa ke Jatim? Sumgkem tuk ibu. Panjang umur ya dik. Gbu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hatta (08:24) Wah ada yang lagi ultah nih ceritanya. Happy b’day my friend. Gbu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata (08:44) Mbak,slm ultah smg panjang umur &amp;amp; segera dapet jodoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didit (08:47) Happy Birthday to you.Moga panjang umur,sehat,sukses, bahagia &amp; sll dlm lindungan Tuhan. Wah jalan2 terus nih. Awas yen ga nggowo oleh2 soko Kertosono. (then she called at 16:07)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didik (BeF) (08:59) Happy Bday. This day is very special for you. Jd ngadain party di mana nich?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jz (09:05) Pagi Mbak Asih, Yusuf ngasih unjuk, hari ini mbak ultah. Slamat ya mbak.Semoga hari2 mbak adalah hari2 kebahagiaan, keceriaan,kesehatan,n kesuksesan. Slamat Mbak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yus &amp;amp; family (09:12) Selamat ultah tante Asih, smg panjang umur sehat sukses bahagia sll dlm lindungan Tuhan. Dari Satya,Dio,mama,papa. Dadah tante Asih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yohan (09:39) Bulik asih saying, met ultah. Yoan doain moga pnjg umur, moga tambah cuantik,moga cepet dapet cowok &amp; yg satu ini yg penting, Moga rezeli lancar trus,ya kalo rezekinya lancar,mdh2an ga lupa ma yoan. Happy Birthday,. Tuhan Yesus memberkati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanik (10:21) Met ultah ya. 33 th. Seperti buah kelapa,semakin semanten, banyak santennya. Semakin sio,makin banyak yang cari &amp;amp; butuh. Panjang Umur, enteng rejeki dan enteng semuanya. Dapet yang special nih dari yang special ya. Salam kenal buat A’a mu. Sukses ya. (then she called me on 15:00 hrs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ital itul (10:23) Hepi b.day ya. Smg cita2 sgr tercapai. Opo sih cita2mu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melop (12:01) Much love on your B’day jeng Elle sweety …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mbak Raras (12:53) Halo,met ultsh ya.. ada hadiah khusus belum dari someone special? Gbu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana (14:21) Cuma mo ngucapin “Happy birthday to you” Pinginnya sih ngucapin sesuatu, tapi ngga bisa. Dia aja ya.. Semoga sehat selaludan lebih bijaksana dalam menghadapi kehidupan. When will hear a good news?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratna (19:06)MET ULTAH YA …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas Rudi (19:36) Wah dihubungi susah banget. Met ulang tahun ya. Semoga dimudahkan semuanya Gbu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas Dodi (22:11) Happy B’day. Semoga selalu bahagia, trtm hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas Dodi (22:02) dik, met ultah ya. Lg asyik beracara ya dr tadi ditelp kok ga ada terus. Moga hari ini memberi kebahagiaan special. Amien !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wowik (06.05.05 – 07:16) Tuhan mencatat, setiap keinginanmu, lalu Dia akan melalukan assestment atas keinginan itu, dan memilahnya secara sempurna. Selamat Ulang Tahun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indra (6.05.05 – 08:57) Happy b’rtday,mga2 enteng jodo, pnjng umur disayang clon nyuami and happy selalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the above SMS, I got call from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second parents (USA) at (05:15) “Happy birthday to you !! Many2 happy returns of the day” And many best wishes. But learnt that Momi is not quite well. Sorry to hear that I love them so much. God may protect them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neni &amp; Family (05:50) Her son (I used to call him ‘jebret’ a 3 years boy) started the call “tante Asih, celamat ulang tahun ya. Panjang umur. Then many best wishes prayed by Neni &amp;amp; her Mam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bro (Maverick) (11:52) – unfortunately I couldn’t hear the call properly. However, I hear when he sais “Happy Birthday”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were miss calls I failed to attend - from Mas Rudi, Mbak Ndari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday wishes &amp; kisses directly received from Devina, Mbak Tatik &amp;amp; Mas Arie (I gave him a wake up kiss as today is his birthday too), &lt;a href="http://forumbuzz.forumsplace.com/message944.html"&gt;Wishes&lt;/a&gt; are received from the gemblungers of F.Buzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prayer from Ibu &amp; Eyang (a moment before I left Kertosono after dropping Ibu who longed for GrandMa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic15.picturetrail.com/VOL628/3681125/inbox/t-53153.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;2 weeks ago, a sweet b-day card was received from my second parents who were in USA. Touchingly the card was signed by Mr, Mrs, daughter &amp;amp; grand-daughter. What a sweet remembrance. I am such a lucky girl to have them around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days before today, Tezar had sent a wish,too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 09.05.05 at 21:19, Wenny Hartanto, a classmate at my college sent this ” Sugeng tanggap warso, mugi tansah pinaringan sugeng rahayu (05.05.05). He said he remembered because he still kept the b-day list distributed during our first semester .. wow !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving from Kertosono at 6 o’clock, I prepared myself, as I have a date with Mas Fel. He came at 6:45 pm. Then we went to see any movie. Wuiiiih – gee, I love the moment especially after his kiss.&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/206.gif" /&gt; This is the unforgettable conversation “Non, ini khan hari istimewamu, malam ini kamu ga’ kecewa khan? Karena cuma begini yang bisa kulakukan-pokoknya jangan sampai kamu ga’ bahagia,terutama hari ini. Jadi kalo Non masih pingin apa2, bilang aja lho” – What I can say is only “being with you is my happiness” --- ha—ha—garing bener gw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ajangkita.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_cry.gif" /&gt;Sadly today I got a bad news from Ita. Her mother has passed away. May her soul rest in peace…&lt;br /&gt;Anyway --- thanks God for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7550776-111599062640926763?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111599062640926763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111599062640926763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111599062640926763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111599062640926763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-belated-birthday.html' title='My belated Birthday'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111518534209868690</id><published>2005-05-04T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T01:35:25.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bye--bye Jojon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today is Johan Anwar Syam (jojon)'s last day at office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/th_johan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/traurig/sad2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye Jon, I'm gonna miss u. Thanks for the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got call from Dede' Mav. Gosh!! He has been in Yogya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/krank/spritze.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111518534209868690?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111518534209868690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111518534209868690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111518534209868690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111518534209868690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/05/bye-bye-jojon.html' title='bye--bye Jojon'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111518593132667950</id><published>2005-05-03T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T01:41:05.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's a bad day !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/medien/9654.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A'a nyebelin&lt;br /&gt;Hp baru ku rusak! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sonyericsson.com/images/spgc/GPD_11936_56_0_4000.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kerja'an one after another&lt;br /&gt;telp kantor rusak!&lt;br /&gt;sebellllllllll !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pingin ngaciiiir!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/krank/spritze.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111518593132667950?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111518593132667950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111518593132667950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111518593132667950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111518593132667950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/05/bad-day.html' title='bad day'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111519558789712231</id><published>2005-04-26T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T01:33:07.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HP ku baru</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dibeli'in &lt;a href="mailto:Wahyu.Pamungkas@kpc.co.id"&gt;Dik Ipung&lt;/a&gt; HP baru. Eitttzzz...jangan salah, pake uang gw, cuma dicari'in ma dede' &lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/party/dead.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas Soni ereksi, persis yang kumau ! Silver !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sonyericsson.com/images/spgc/GPD_11936_56_0_4000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow -- keyen !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sonyericsson.com/images/spgc/CWS31AFW_11080high_56_0_4000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_17_3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111519558789712231?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111519558789712231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111519558789712231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111519558789712231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111519558789712231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/04/hp-ku-baru.html' title='HP ku baru'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111599109925120573</id><published>2005-04-24T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T06:31:39.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage Alex</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hari ini Alex (tx) married. Sesuai janjinya, Mas Fel, nemenin aku ke sacrament pemberkatannya. Banyak aku pelajari dari pengalaman kondangan pertama dengannya. Dari soal pilihan baju sampai cara mbonceng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/liebe/floating_heart.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat yang mendebarkan adalah saat dia memegang tanganku pas Romo akan melakukan pemberkatan..Ya Tuhan ini indah sekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengingat keusilan teman2 kantor, yang menjadikan ajang resepsi Alex sebagai saat yang tepat untuk melihat orang yang aku cintai, aku mengurungkan niat untuk ke gedung resepsi. Kebetulan Mas Fel juga males. Sebagai gantinya kita ke restoran Kusuma Sari. Di restoran yang sepi, hanya kita berdua, bisa ditebak, keusilan matanya mulai beraksi. Dan dia benar2 membuatku salah tingkah ! Asem !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai di rumah,suprisingly dik Ipung &amp; istrinya, baru saja tiba &amp;amp; ada di teras ! Bisa dipastikan dia berpikiran apa.. who cares, gito loh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas Fel, thanks ya…&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/11/11_9_1.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111599109925120573?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111599109925120573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111599109925120573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111599109925120573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111599109925120573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/04/marriage-alex.html' title='Marriage Alex'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111458092100913914</id><published>2005-04-23T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T22:38:32.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kondangan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;22/4 - 13 :00- starting from Solo to Jogja by Bus. Dropped by BeF. Reaching Janti at 14.15. Called Danu for dropping me at Tugu Station. 14:45 : Met Arie 'bon jovie' -- Surprisingly, she is so different since the last time I met her - and that was 10 years ago.. Now she is wearing 'kerudung' and acts femininely ( she used to be so tomboyish as a student). We directly went to Travel agency to deliver us to Semarang. Gosh !!! the travel would only be at 17:00 hrs. Finally we killed the times by taking a walk along Malioboro street and took food at Kentucky Fried Chicken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/th_e7c0eebe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At 18:00 we started for Semarang with a very annoying driver ! Because of his lack of knowledge onthe city, we reach our Guest House at 22:00 hrs, instead of 21:00 ! Gee... we were so tired! At 02:00 AM, Ita and wowik's gang arrived and guess -- we have a looooooooong chat on our life's achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/muede/morning.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning on 23/04,we woke up as the breakfast came. We prepared ourselves for Widya's wedding ceremony at the church and Retno's wedding reception at Mapolda semarang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/th_fdcc98d9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/th_b93dc133.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sadly we had to go without Ita, since she got sms from her bro that her mom was hospitalized &amp;amp; she had to go home immediately. She had gone for Klaten early in the morning by Taxi. Poor girl !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, things were going on okay. We went for Yogya at 13:00 and reaching Yogya at 17:00 -- it was so tiring. From Yogya, we went to Klaten to see Ita's mother and only from there we went home when the time showed 20:00. &lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/muede/682.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching Home at 21:20, I was finished! &lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/krank/hust.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111458092100913914?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111458092100913914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111458092100913914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111458092100913914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111458092100913914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/04/kondangan.html' title='Kondangan'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111449174890599134</id><published>2005-04-20T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T22:17:15.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sejak hari itu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/traurig/sad2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aku membenci diri karena membiarkannya mencintaimu&lt;br /&gt;saat aku tahu pasti kau tidak mengharapkanku&lt;br /&gt;aku malu saat rindu&lt;br /&gt;karena aku tahu pasti aku mengganggumu&lt;br /&gt;dengan pesan-pesanku&lt;br /&gt;dengan panggilan-panggilanku&lt;br /&gt;dengan puisi-puisiku&lt;br /&gt;dengan keinginanku bertemu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku benci saat aku tahu&lt;br /&gt;aku memujamu&lt;br /&gt;dengan cintaku&lt;br /&gt;aku mengharapkanmu&lt;br /&gt;dalam rinduku&lt;br /&gt;aku menginginkanmu&lt;br /&gt;hingga dalam mimpiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beritahu aku bila aku mulai mengusikmu&lt;br /&gt;marahi saja aku, kapanpun kau mau&lt;br /&gt;jangan hanya diam karena aku tak'kan tahu&lt;br /&gt;jangan memaklumkan karena aku tak kan berhenti&lt;br /&gt;ku hanya mengikuti suara hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beritahu aku yang di hatimu&lt;br /&gt;katakan saja kau tidak mencintaiku&lt;br /&gt;atau tidak mengharapkanku&lt;br /&gt;supaya harapan di hatiku&lt;br /&gt;hilang berlalu kalau itu semu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tersiksa- kau tahu&lt;br /&gt;aku merana-kaupun tahu&lt;br /&gt;aku merasa bodoh pun dungu&lt;br /&gt;namun untuk berhenti, aku tak mampu&lt;br /&gt;karena cintaku&lt;br /&gt;rinduku&lt;br /&gt;begitu menggebu&lt;br /&gt;kau harus tahu&lt;br /&gt;aku tidak pernah merasa begitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beritahukanlah aku&lt;br /&gt;dengan begitu kau membebaskanku&lt;br /&gt;dari segala belenggu&lt;br /&gt;yang kuciptakan karena mencintaimu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sejak hari itu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/liebe/888.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111449174890599134?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111449174890599134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111449174890599134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111449174890599134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111449174890599134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/04/sejak-hari-itu.html' title='Sejak hari itu'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111458108824822223</id><published>2005-04-16T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T22:57:31.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oleh2 dari Bali</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/th_49154970.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;itu oleh2 Mas Fel dari Bali...diantara poto2 hasil bidikannya pas ke Sarangan. Ma Kasih Sayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/liebe/888.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111458108824822223?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111458108824822223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111458108824822223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111458108824822223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111458108824822223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/04/oleh2-dari-bali.html' title='Oleh2 dari Bali'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111355260743661389</id><published>2005-04-15T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T22:57:54.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hanya sebuah kegalauan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/liebe/888.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apakah cinta mencipta airmata?&lt;br /&gt;mengapa selalu ada perih yang menyertainya&lt;br /&gt;mengapa cinta mengihindariku&lt;br /&gt;mengapa cinta membuatku membenci diriku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kutunggu jawabnya&lt;br /&gt;namun tiada&lt;br /&gt;selalu saja hanya "mengapa"&lt;br /&gt;meringkuk aku dalam hampa&lt;br /&gt;tiada tahu harus apa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rindu ini telah meradang&lt;br /&gt;cintaku berubah jalang&lt;br /&gt;mestikah kubuka&lt;br /&gt;semua yang dimiliki rasa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sudah menahan diri&lt;br /&gt;untuk tidak berkata&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku tak bisa&lt;br /&gt;I love you – really love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam putus asa&lt;br /&gt;kuhitung helai kelopak bunga&lt;br /&gt;dia cinta aku&lt;br /&gt;tidak&lt;br /&gt;cinta&lt;br /&gt;tidak&lt;br /&gt;cinta&lt;br /&gt;tidak&lt;br /&gt;habis sudah helai nya&lt;br /&gt;berbisik lirih di telinga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;dia tidak mencintaimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan apakah cinta mencipta airmata&lt;br /&gt;sebab tiada berbalas dia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/traurig/sad2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d-forgotten @ mid apr 05 &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/7550776-111355260743661389?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111355260743661389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111355260743661389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111355260743661389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111355260743661389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/04/hanya-sebuah-kegalauan.html' title='hanya sebuah kegalauan'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111355292360351285</id><published>2005-04-14T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T01:15:23.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hepi b-day Maverick</title><content type='html'>today is my little bro's B-day. Wish him all the best return for the day. I opened his &lt;a href="http://picturetrail.com/alltimemaverick.html"&gt;photo album&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;img src="http://pic4.picturetrail.com/VOL722/3421378/7027349/91050144.jpg"&gt; this one the shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my bro &lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/13/13_1_205.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111355292360351285?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111355292360351285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111355292360351285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111355292360351285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111355292360351285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/04/hepi-b-day-maverick.html' title='hepi b-day Maverick'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111355303014349486</id><published>2005-04-13T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T01:17:34.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jika Cinta</title><content type='html'>jika ia sebuah cinta.....&lt;br /&gt;ia tidak mendengar...&lt;br /&gt;namun senantiasa bergetar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jika ia sebuah cinta.....&lt;br /&gt;ia tidak buta..&lt;br /&gt;namun senantiasa melihat dan merasa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jika ia sebuah cinta.....&lt;br /&gt;ia tidak menyiksa..&lt;br /&gt;namun senantiasa menguji..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jika ia sebuah cinta.....&lt;br /&gt;ia tidak memaksa..&lt;br /&gt;namun senantiasa berusaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jika ia sebuah cinta.....&lt;br /&gt;ia tidak cantik..&lt;br /&gt;namun senantiasa menarik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jika ia sebuah cinta.....&lt;br /&gt;ia tidak datang dengan kata-kata..&lt;br /&gt;namun senantiasa menghampiri dengan hati..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jika ia sebuah cinta.....&lt;br /&gt;ia tidak terucap dengan kata..&lt;br /&gt;namun senantiasa hadir dengan sinar mata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jika ia sebuah cinta.....&lt;br /&gt;ia tidak hanya berjanji..&lt;br /&gt;namun senantiasa mencoba memenangi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jika ia sebuah cinta.....&lt;br /&gt;ia mungkin tidak suci..&lt;br /&gt;namun senantiasa tulus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jika ia sebuah cinta.....&lt;br /&gt;ia tidak hadir karena permintaan..&lt;br /&gt;namun hadir karena ketentuan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jika ia sebuah cinta.....&lt;br /&gt;ia tidak hadir dengan kekayaan dan kebendaan...&lt;br /&gt;namun hadir karena pengorbanan dan kesetiaan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( dari sebuah email, 12:23, 13 April 2005...i believe this day it's not just an ordinary day...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by &lt;a href="http://thebreakingnews.blogspot.com"&gt;upi&lt;/a&gt; Wednesday, April 13, 2005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111355303014349486?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111355303014349486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111355303014349486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111355303014349486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111355303014349486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/04/jika-cinta.html' title='Jika Cinta'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111328498832827348</id><published>2005-04-12T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T22:50:13.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Call from A'a</title><content type='html'>A'a called from Bali. He is In sukawati market and found an elephant. He asked what kind of elle I want him to bring. What a nice call &lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/froehlich/24.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to prepare the practice for my student who will have test tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111328498832827348?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111328498832827348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111328498832827348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111328498832827348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111328498832827348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/04/call-from-aa.html' title='Call from A&apos;a'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111328451614929638</id><published>2005-04-11T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T01:10:45.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aningku</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My girl's picture on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/03/paskah.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;her visit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; to whom &lt;a href="http://d-unspoken.blogspot.com/2003/11/my-little-baby-girl.html"&gt;a poem&lt;/a&gt; I created. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/th_IM000308.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111328451614929638?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111328451614929638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111328451614929638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111328451614929638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111328451614929638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/04/aningku.html' title='Aningku'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111293726297577313</id><published>2005-04-08T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T22:33:17.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tolllllllllllooooooooooong!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;God ---- I'm tired, I am exhausted !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review papers to be aranged to be sent to Head office&lt;br /&gt;Reports to be prepared in Slide show&lt;br /&gt;Faxes to send using new system --- which is cheaper - but time consuming! dan bulan depan harus berkurang 2jt gitu loh! Edun !&lt;br /&gt;Daily reports to be prepared for the daily meeting&lt;br /&gt;Emails to be send before 10 o'clock but there is a very bad bandwidth.quality on the connection, so I have to use the dial-up connection -- which is so difficult to get and always get disconnected !&lt;br /&gt;Boss instructions to be attended -- which come one after another !&lt;br /&gt;Finally when I got upset -- I call A'a. But he is busy and he said " Aku ga' sedang sepenuhnya nerima bel km - pikiranku sdg sibuk bgt !! Alas!!! Dan lagi kesal2nya, seekor tikus datang ---siallllll!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tahu hari ini aku ga bakal selesaikan semuanya --- I gave up!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/10/10_5_133.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111293726297577313?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111293726297577313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111293726297577313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111293726297577313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111293726297577313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/04/tolllllllllllooooooooooong.html' title='Tolllllllllllooooooooooong!!'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111328551366789383</id><published>2005-04-05T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T01:09:09.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Devina</title><content type='html'>Her name is Devina. She is at the 2nd grade of Junior high school. She is my niece. Well-- she is as black sweet as her aunty, isnt she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/th_IM000325.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111328551366789383?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111328551366789383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111328551366789383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111328551366789383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111328551366789383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/04/devina.html' title='Devina'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111233239874340550</id><published>2005-03-31T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T22:12:15.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rekonsiliasi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Perjalanan ke Sarangan kali yang ke-2 dengan PF, sangat berbeda dengan perjalanan yang pertama. Kali ini setelah pembicaraan dan keputusan &lt;a href=" blogid="7550776&amp;postID="111112485625766013"&gt; tgl 11 Maret yll&lt;/a&gt;, justru kita kita lebih mesra. Dia lebih perhatian, dari mulai berangkat jam 7:15 sampai pulang jam 20:00. Kali ini, selalu ada Moment yang menggetarkan hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_2_112.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada cakrawala baru dalam hubungan kami, kami lebih saling membuka diri dan menanggalkan ego masing. Kami mau menerima kenyataan bahwa kami saling membutuhkan dan memerlukan kehadiran masing2. wuiiiiiiiiih ... deg2an nya masih kalau ingat saat itu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/11/11_1_202.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks god for the second chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mainzelahr.de/smile/muede/propeller.gif" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111233239874340550?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111233239874340550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111233239874340550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111233239874340550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111233239874340550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/03/rekonsiliasi.html' title='rekonsiliasi'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111216103944328031</id><published>2005-03-24T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T21:37:19.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paskah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pulang kantor, siap2 ke gereja jam 7. Menu hari ini adalah PERJAMUAN KUDUS mengenang the last supper done by Jesus the night before he was being crucified. Bu pendeta baru, tidak berhasil mengharubirukan perjamuan itu. Untung pilem 'passion of  Christ' yg diputar bisu sebagai backgraound, berhasil menimbulkan mood mengharukan hingga meneteslah air mataku. Selebihnya semua biasa saja. Paginya pas Jum'at Agung, aku tidak ke gereja. PF telepon dan sebenarnya mau jalan2 tapi sama2 males karena panas. Telepon diakhiri dgn kencan untuk maen bareng Hari kamis nanti. Akhirnya Aku jalan sendiri ke Gramedia &amp; disana ketemu Purfendi. Jam 7 malam, Aning &amp;amp; parents came. Wuiiih seneeeeeeeeeeeng.&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_17_3.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  I miss my little girl so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan hari2 setelah Aning pulang ke Cirebon hari Senin, diisi dgn penantian yg menggetarkan akan apa yg terjadi hari kamis nanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/206.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/7550776-111216103944328031?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111216103944328031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111216103944328031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111216103944328031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111216103944328031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/03/paskah.html' title='Paskah'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111131755331930508</id><published>2005-03-20T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T21:38:23.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minggu Palem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;went to solonet with Raja. After teaching I went to Raja's and treated him dinner as I got my first salary from teaching English.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_4_4.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111131755331930508?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111131755331930508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111131755331930508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111131755331930508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111131755331930508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/03/minggu-palem.html' title='Minggu Palem'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111112503352603305</id><published>2005-03-14T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T21:14:19.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sebelum mengeluh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hari ini sebelum kamu mengatakan kata-kata yang tidak baik,Pikirkan tentang seseorang yang tidak dapat berbicara sama sekali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sebelum kamu mengeluh tentang rasa dari makananmu,Pikirkan tentang seseorang yang tidak punya apapun untuk dimakan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sebelum anda mengeluh tidak punya apa-apa, Pikirkan tentang seseorang yang meminta-minta dijalanan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sebelum kamu mengeluh bahwa kamu buruk,Pikirkan tentang seseorang yang berada pada tingkat yang terburuk didalam hidupnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sebelum kamu mengeluh tentang suami atau istri anda. Pikirkan tentang seseorang yang memohon kepada Tuhan untuk diberikan teman hidup &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hari ini sebelum kamu mengeluh tentang hidupmu,Pikirkan tentang seseorang yang meninggal terlalu cepat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sebelum kamu mengeluh tentang anak-anakmu,Pikirkan tentang seseorang yang sangat ingin mempunyai anak tetapi dirinya mandul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sebelum kamu mengeluh tentang rumahmu yang kotor karena pembantumu tidak mengerjakan tugasnya, Pikirkan tentang orang-orang yang tinggal dijalanan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sebelum kamu mengeluh tentang jauhnya kamu telah menyetir,Pikirkan tentang seseorang yang menempuh jarak yang sama dengan berjalan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dan disaat kamu lelah dan mengeluh tentang pekerjaanmu,Pikirkan tentang pengangguran,orang-orang cacat yang berharap mereka mempunyai pekerjaan seperti anda atau pengangguranyang bertahun2 merindukan pekerjaan apa saja yg mungkin lebih buruk dari pekerjaan anda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sebelum kamu menunjukkan jari dan menyalahkan orang lain,ingatlah bahwa tidak ada seorangpun yang tidak berdosa... atau ingatlah saat seseorang mengampuni anda meski anda jelas2 berbuat salah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kita semua menjawab kepada Sang Pencipta. Dan ketika kamu sedang bersedih dan hidupmu dalam kesusahan,Tersenyum dan berterima kasihlah kepada Tuhan bahwa kamu masih hidup !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Life is a giftLive it...Enjoy it...Celebrate it...And fulfill it.&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/7550776-111112503352603305?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111112503352603305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111112503352603305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111112503352603305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111112503352603305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/03/sebelum-mengeluh.html' title='sebelum mengeluh'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111112485625766013</id><published>2005-03-11T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T21:15:45.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jjs ke cetho</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jalan2 ke Cetho temple &amp;amp; menikmati romantisme di kebun teh bersama PF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/02/ke-sarangan.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pertanyaan selama Perjalanan ke sarangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; telah terjawab pada perjalanan ke2 kami ke Cetho temple. Unexpectedly, PF opened the conversation dealing with our relationship. After a long talks we finally decided that we would only be friends. He said he was not in a position to be serious with me. Pheeeeew it's a relief that all the curiosity have been answered. From here, I know how to position myself and I know what I will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realise at the first place, that this desicion will hurt me. However as times gone, I did confirm that it hurt&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_9_3.gif" /&gt; Well, but my life must go on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111112485625766013?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111112485625766013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111112485625766013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111112485625766013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111112485625766013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/03/jjs-ke-cetho.html' title='jjs ke cetho'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111112490639947114</id><published>2005-03-08T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T21:48:26.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>khayal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gelisah hati&lt;br /&gt;kala hanya berdua sendiri&lt;br /&gt;berdebar hati&lt;br /&gt;menanti&lt;br /&gt;apa yang kan terjadi&lt;br /&gt;setelah ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunyi&lt;br /&gt;berpikir sendiri-sendiri&lt;br /&gt;masih berdebar hati&lt;br /&gt;menanti&lt;br /&gt;deburan hatimu apakah begini&lt;br /&gt;berlari-lari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sentuhan tanganmu&lt;br /&gt;memecah bisu&lt;br /&gt;remasan jemarimu&lt;br /&gt;menciptakan kelu&lt;br /&gt;bergandengan tangan kita dalam gagu&lt;br /&gt;walau kini tercipta melodi lagu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dingin&lt;br /&gt;menjadi keringat&lt;br /&gt;sunyi&lt;br /&gt;berubah hangat&lt;br /&gt;engkaukah kekasihku yang datang&lt;br /&gt;setelah sekian lama&lt;br /&gt;kunanti dalam doa&lt;br /&gt;dan mantra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah seandainya&lt;br /&gt;YA jawabnya&lt;br /&gt;tentu berubah dunia&lt;br /&gt;hidup kembali asa&lt;br /&gt;namun yang bicara nyata&lt;br /&gt;bahwa hanya khayal adanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/11/2004&lt;br /&gt;AD&lt;br /&gt;d-forgotten&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/7550776-111112490639947114?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111112490639947114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111112490639947114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111112490639947114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111112490639947114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/03/khayal.html' title='khayal'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-111010679817508155</id><published>2005-03-06T02:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T21:14:21.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dikenalin (lagi)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Hari ini bangun pagi seperti biasa dan ke gereja pagi. Malam minggu yang terlewatkan sesaat bersama Neni dengan sharing yang menambah wawasan dan tentu saja dgn cerita perkembanganku dengan A'a yang mulai ku panggil sebagai Pak Felix. &lt;img src="http://forumbuzz.forumsplace.com/images/smiles/icon_cry.gif" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Pulang dari Gereja mengantar ibu yg ke gereja siang. Ibu berpesan supaya aku tidak pergi saat ibu pulang dari gereja dan mengantarkan beliau ke rumah Bu Wardi. Aku merasa akan ada sesuatu, sebab tidak biasa ibu 'booking' aku seperti itu. Bener saja. Sampai di rumah Bu wardi, kupikir aku cuma ngedrop, ternyata aku harus ikut masuk. Sesaat aku masuk, terjawablah semua. Aku diperkenalkan dengan cowok (&amp; bapaknya) yang selama ini diceritakan juga sedang mencari tulang rusuknya. &lt;img src="http://forumbuzz.forumsplace.com/images/smiles/zz_goodluck.gif" /&gt;.Tapi karena ga' konsen, aku lupa nama cowok itu. Sekilas memang aku tidak tertarik cowok, yang katanya Insinyur itu. Aku ga konsen bgt, krn aku harus cepet2 pulang menyiapkan bahan untuk ngajar nanti sore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Sampai di rumah, aku belajar sebentar, Jam satu aku ke Novotel (Seminar motivasi Oriflame) bareng Lina Linul. Pas sampai Novotel, bressss--- hujan dueres. Lina lari ke ATM, aku bablas ke parkiran. Sempet jengkel ma tukang parkirnya. Namanya Ramno, sooook bgt. Dengan jengkel &amp;amp; hujan2 aku ke lobi nyari Lina lewat pintu tembus. Sementara Lina malah hujan2 ke parkiran. Disinilah bergunanya Hp. Kita ketemu di Lobi dan masuk borobudur ball room bareng. Jam 3, acara blm selesai, pdhal aku harus ngajar jam 4. Jadi aku &amp;amp; Lina cabut duluan. Karena kedinginan, kita mampir ke Bakso Alex. Anget2. Lumayan. Kali pertama keluar bareng Lina, teman senam, menjadi berkat tersendiri. Ga nyadar ternyata nomer motor kita sama lho. AD 5583 - punyaku SS, punya Lina FT... Wut a coinsidence !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Jam 4 pas aku ngajar. Kali ini tentang SUBJUCTIVES. Btw, Test Conditional Sentence muridku hari rabu lalu dapet 9, meningkat dari 7 sebelumnya... he... capa duyu guyuna???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://forumbuzz.forumsplace.com/images/smiles/cucumber.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulang dari Ngajar mampir tempat Raja, katanya mau pinjam buku, tapi kog tutupan kamarnya, aku bablas pulang dan mampir ke solonet to update my blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.plasa.com/phpBB2/woltlab/wbboard/images/smilies/pwriting.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-111010679817508155?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/111010679817508155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=111010679817508155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111010679817508155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/111010679817508155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/03/dikenalin-lagi.html' title='Dikenalin (lagi)'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-110991479264486161</id><published>2005-03-03T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T21:13:11.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 hours sleep day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333300;"&gt;work was overloded. Papers were piled up!! It was a hard day. I had a bad night last nite, and today seemed to be not a better one. I had arranged to see Mama in the hospital. Pak Dhe Koko agreed to take me along with Mami &amp; Ninis. However, from there, he planned to go directly to Magelang to pick up his grand daughte. This was what I considered to be the hard one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Saw Mama lying so hopeless. I met Ita and Utik. They seemed to be okay. I could not stay long, we had to go Magelang. On the way to Magelang, we stopped in Yogya, to see my tailor. I had Songket fabric from Lombok island given by Arie long time ago which needed to be sewn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whieeeew, It was a long journey. At 12 o'clock night we reached Kethep (Mount Merapi View Center). It was a beautiful night up there. Healed all my heart pain. We could see Solo from above, with beautiful blinking lights. We reached Mami's home at 2 o'clock at 03.03.05. I woke up at 5 and went home. At 7, I went to office. In the office, the work still overloaded, and here was my tired look shot by a beloved friend (indra). See the dark portion below my eyes, it was because I only slep for 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/D-FORGOTTEN/indra.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-110991479264486161?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/110991479264486161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=110991479264486161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/110991479264486161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/110991479264486161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/03/3-hours-sleep-day.html' title='3 hours sleep day'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-110991449990779490</id><published>2005-03-01T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T21:10:29.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A hard decision on A'a</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ada sms dari ita. Mamanya masuk RSI. She was so sad and at this kind of moment, I felt I have to be near her. Not to stop her tears, but just be near enough to share the burden. So decided to Sms A'a and requested him to accompany me tommorow to the hospital (it is in RSI - Klaten). He said he would arrange the times and would inform me in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From office, I directly went to my student's home to teach as the day after she had a test on English while waiting for his sms. However, Until 8 o'clock in the night dispite of my two sms, there were no single sms from A'a informing his final arrangement for accompanying me. So I decided to arrange myself and cancell the same to A'a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's what he said on 20:12:56 - "Aq mc sms u ngguyu dw. knp jd introvert bgt? mmg ada/tdk acr,klo bs diatur? skr aq usul apakah bisa ditunda hr kms? Klo bs semua acr terlaksa. Klo hrs bsk ok nanti tak ampiri aq bs &amp;amp; ndak keberatan kog mengantarkan, ok?" That was EXACTLY too late !!! He said in the afternoon, but he did it in at night! No.. I could NOT stand with his words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_2_109v.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was ended in a desicion to gradually stay away from him. The question is "Can I?" &lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_12_10.gif" /&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/7550776-110991449990779490?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/110991449990779490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=110991449990779490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/110991449990779490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/110991449990779490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/03/hard-decision-on-aa.html' title='A hard decision on A&apos;a'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-110956968935134533</id><published>2005-02-27T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T21:44:21.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sendiri atau berpasangan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;Seekor burung hinggap&lt;br /&gt;batang pohon kecil itu segera tanggap&lt;br /&gt;digoyangkan rantingnya&lt;br /&gt;terayun burung diatasnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angin sepoi bertiup&lt;br /&gt;Nyaman si burung menghirup&lt;br /&gt;ranting itu tetap bergoyang&lt;br /&gt;saat si burung melenggang terbang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di sisi lain tanah lapang.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekuncup bunga berdiri sendiri&lt;br /&gt;saat seekor kupu-kupu menghampiri&lt;br /&gt;dengan keriangan si kuncup menyambut&lt;br /&gt;kupu-kupu pun menyentuhnya lembut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terlena kuncup itu menyerah&lt;br /&gt;sesaat setelahnya, kupu-kupu itu pindah&lt;br /&gt;lunglai si kuncup menatap nanar&lt;br /&gt;harapannya terbang, kembali dia mengais binar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si bijak melihat semuanya dan bergumam .............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tidak kan abadi&lt;br /&gt;pertemuan dua pribadi&lt;br /&gt;setulus apapun pengorbanan&lt;br /&gt;seikhlas apapun penerimaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pada akhirnya&lt;br /&gt;hanya satu yang bicara&lt;br /&gt;penyerahan diri pada yang Empunya&lt;br /&gt;kepasrahan padaNya dengan siapa kita berpadan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seperti ranting yang tetap bergoyang&lt;br /&gt;menanti siapapun yang kan datang&lt;br /&gt;tetap tegar tiada lunglai&lt;br /&gt;bagai kuncup bunga yang tak tersemai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karena sendiri atau berpasangan&lt;br /&gt;ada satu pribadi yang berkuasa&lt;br /&gt;yang dengan kuasanya, dia sanggup mencerahkan&lt;br /&gt;warna yang kita torehkan pada dunia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sendiri atau berpasangan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AD&lt;br /&gt;@25/02/05 --- the forgotten but still dominant&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/7550776-110956968935134533?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/110956968935134533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=110956968935134533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/110956968935134533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/110956968935134533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/02/sendiri-atau-berpasangan.html' title='Sendiri atau berpasangan'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-110931006308265698</id><published>2005-02-25T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T02:39:05.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perahu keselamatan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Aku duduk menikmati senja dalam perahu keselamatanku yang sedang berlabuh. Kulihat Yesus diruang kemudi, menatapku dan berkata : " Lepaskan tambatan perahumu dan biarkan Aku membawamu keseberang. Bukan rencanaKU, untuk engkau tetap tertambat disini." &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Dengan takut, gelisah dan khawatir aku menjawabNya, "Tuhan bukankah lebih baik aku tetap disini. Aku tidak akan melihat topan, badai dan angin ribut. Dan aku dapat kembali ke darat kapanpun aku mau." Lembut Yesus memegang tanganku, menatap mataku dan berkata, "Memang disini engkau tidak akan mengalami topan, badai dan angin ribut. Tapi engkau juga tidak akan pernah melihat Aku mengatasi semua itu. Engkau tidak akan melihat Aku berkuasa atas semuanya itu, karena Akulah TUHAN." &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Dalam pergumulan berat, aku memandangi tali yang mengikat perahuku. Di tali itu kulihat ada rasa khawatir akan keuangan.., pekerjaan.., pasangan hidup...dll. Dalam hati aku bertanya-tanya : Tahukah IA akan apa yang aku inginkan? Mengertikah IA akan apa yang aku rindukan dan dambakan? Yesus memelukku dan berbisik lembut, "Memang tidak semuanya akan sesuai dengan apa yang kau inginkan, dan apa yang kau rindukan dan dengan apa yang kau dambakan bahkan mungkin kebalikannya yang akan kau dapat..... Tapi maukah kau percaya bahwa rancangan-Ku adalah rancangan damai sejahtera, dan masa depanKu adalah masa depan yang penuh harapan?" Ia memeluk dan menangis bersamaku. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Dengan berat aku melepaskan tali perahuku. Kulepaskan semua rasa khawatir itu dari hatiku, kutaruh hak atas masa depanku ditanganNya Aku tidak tahu bagaimana masa depanku, sambil menangis aku menatap-Nya dan berkata "...JADILAH NAKHODA DALAM PERAHUKU DAN MARILAH KITA BERLAYAR.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;"Hari ini Yesus mengajak kita semua utk berlayar dalam Perahu KeselamatanNya... Maukah kita serahkan hak atas masa depan kita dalam tanganNya, tanpa kita tahu bagaimana Ia akan merancang semuanya itu tapi hanyadengan satu keyakinan : "Sebab Aku ini mengetahui rancangan-rancangan apa yang ada pada-Ku mengenai kamu, demikianlah Firman Tuhan, yaitu rancangan damai sejahtera dan bukan rancangan kecelakaan, untuk memberikan kepadamu hari depan yang penuh harapan." (Yeremia 29:11) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GBU &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;"You are who you are for a reason you're a precious and perfect unique design."(Russell Kelfer)&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/7550776-110931006308265698?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/110931006308265698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=110931006308265698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/110931006308265698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/110931006308265698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/02/perahu-keselamatan.html' title='Perahu keselamatan'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-110931038143415154</id><published>2005-02-24T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T21:46:21.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari2 yg terlewat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Terlewati bersama Luka dgn sms 'panas'nya &amp; epon nya yg bikin ngakak. Dengan Dede' Mav dengan epon panjangnya yang jadi penghiburan saat pingin curhat tentang kang bejo yang belum sepenuhnya bejo :( Dengan Jody yang ehhhmmmmmm gokil'lah, dengan A'a yang gariiiiiiiiiiiiiing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dengan senam'ku yang asyik abis, dengan berenang yang segeeeeeeeeer, dgn mengajar yang banyak bolongnya dan tentu dengan kehujanaaaaan yang tiap hari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550776-110931038143415154?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/110931038143415154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=110931038143415154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/110931038143415154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/110931038143415154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/02/hari2-yg-terlewat.html' title='Hari2 yg terlewat'/><author><name>aSih dArMAstUTi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04761203909606067312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://thumbs.fotopic.net/276006000429.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550776.post-110861785887145000</id><published>2005-02-16T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T21:24:18.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome To My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;SIMPLE PLAN LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel like breaking down?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel out of place?&lt;br /&gt;Like somehow you just don't belong&lt;br /&gt;And no one understands you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wanna run away?&lt;br /&gt;Do you lock yourself in your room?&lt;br /&gt;With the radio on turned up so loud&lt;br /&gt;That no one hears you screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;When nothing feels alright&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like to be like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt&lt;br /&gt;To feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked&lt;br /&gt;When you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;When no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna be somebody else?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of feeling so left out?&lt;br /&gt;Are you desperate to find something more&lt;br /&gt;Before your life is over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you stuck inside a world you hate?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of everyone around?&lt;br /&gt;With the big fake smiles and stupid lies&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside you're bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;When nothing feels alright&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like to be like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever lies straight to your face&lt;br /&gt;And no one ever stabbed you in the back&lt;br /&gt;You might think I'm happy&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody always gave you what you wanted&lt;br /&gt;You never had to work it was always there&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;What it's like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Chorus 2x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&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/7550776-110861785887145000?l=d-forgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/110861785887145000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7550776&amp;postID=110861785887145000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/110861785887145000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550776/posts/default/110861785887145000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-forgotten.blogspot.com/2005/02/welcome-to-my-life.html' title='Welcome To My 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