<?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-8334654354909018944</id><updated>2011-07-08T22:59:59.344+07:00</updated><category term='mata ikan'/><title type='text'>Blank Mind</title><subtitle type='html'>should fill with colorful stories</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cindyramitha Zainal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/SgcRNOtPdzI/AAAAAAAAAAY/w1zvYCUsNVc/S220/3248_95819843034_735033034_2558609_2730151_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8334654354909018944.post-7857354283949095007</id><published>2011-03-08T20:33:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T20:38:34.220+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn, She's Right</title><content type='html'>One of these days you'll be under the covers&lt;br /&gt;You'll be under the table and you'll realize&lt;br /&gt;That all of your days are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;numbered&lt;/span&gt;, all of them one to one hundred&lt;br /&gt;All of them millions, all of them trillions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are you gonna do with them all?&lt;br /&gt;You can not trade them in for more, no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take every moment, you know that you own them&lt;br /&gt;It's all you can do, use what's been given to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimme a reason to fight the feeling&lt;br /&gt;That there's nothing here for me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause none of it's easy, I know it wasn't meant to be&lt;br /&gt;I know it's all up to me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;it's all up to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what am I gonna do with my time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All of the moments you didn't notice gone in the blink of an eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And all of the feelings you can't help feeling no matter how you try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take every moment, I know that I own them&lt;br /&gt;It's all up to you to do whatever you choose&lt;br /&gt;Live like you're dying and never stop trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's all you can do, use what's been given to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think Lenka tells us the truth. &lt;/span&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/8334654354909018944-7857354283949095007?l=cindyramitha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/feeds/7857354283949095007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2011/03/damn-shes-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/7857354283949095007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/7857354283949095007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2011/03/damn-shes-right.html' title='Damn, She&apos;s Right'/><author><name>Cindyramitha Zainal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/SgcRNOtPdzI/AAAAAAAAAAY/w1zvYCUsNVc/S220/3248_95819843034_735033034_2558609_2730151_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8334654354909018944.post-3195275866811994492</id><published>2010-04-18T22:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T23:22:55.193+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iseng Tengah Malam</title><content type='html'>Entah kesambet apa. Gue iseng-iseng sedikit di tengah malam. Kalau gak salah itu pukul 3 pagi, sekitar 2 minggu yang lalu. Ada 2 hasil iseng:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/S8sttGsmOjI/AAAAAAAAABY/Ppi9gTu4ZAc/s1600/tes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 374px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/S8sttGsmOjI/AAAAAAAAABY/Ppi9gTu4ZAc/s400/tes2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461509226031888946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ini foto sahabat saya, Amanda Noviandhi. Gue menemukan foto ini di album foto Facebook temennya. Entah kenapa langsung kepikiran iklan Blackberry. Kesannya karena melakukan interaksi dengan Blackberry dapat mengubah mood seseorang secara instan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/S8sv-KHk50I/AAAAAAAAABg/r-PzmPZz6YE/s1600/19859_235592728878_716773878_3143645_3704354_n+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/S8sv-KHk50I/AAAAAAAAABg/r-PzmPZz6YE/s400/19859_235592728878_716773878_3143645_3704354_n+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461511718031386434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah ini foto yang kedua, teman SMA saya. Namanya Dita Puspa Riane. Foto ini ditemukan dalam album tahun baru 2010. Ekspresinya langsung membuat gue menghimbau ajakan untuk sekolah. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian hasil iseng gue, semoga iseng lain kali dapat lebih bermanfaat :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8334654354909018944-3195275866811994492?l=cindyramitha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/feeds/3195275866811994492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2010/04/iseng-tengah-malam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/3195275866811994492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/3195275866811994492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2010/04/iseng-tengah-malam.html' title='Iseng Tengah Malam'/><author><name>Cindyramitha Zainal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/SgcRNOtPdzI/AAAAAAAAAAY/w1zvYCUsNVc/S220/3248_95819843034_735033034_2558609_2730151_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/S8sttGsmOjI/AAAAAAAAABY/Ppi9gTu4ZAc/s72-c/tes2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8334654354909018944.post-1679626174568846550</id><published>2010-04-18T21:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T22:17:24.718+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooops!</title><content type='html'>Hemmm... setelah melihat-lihat blog ini, sepertinya sudah lama sekali tidak ada tulisan dari gue ya? Adanya terpaan badai tugas jadi alasan gue nggak menulis blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue memang tidak seperti orang-orang lain yang bisa mengatur waktu untuk update blog secara berkala. Biasanya, beberapa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moments&lt;/span&gt; dan pikiran tertentu yang gue tulis pada &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blank Mind &lt;/span&gt;ini. Ada baiknya loh menandai beberapa kejadian, pikiran, dan tindakan berarti dalam hidup ini. Yah kalau nggak untuk sekedar mengingatkan, ya bisa dijadikan pelajaran juga buat orang lain. Nggak ada salahnya toh? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's do it again!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8334654354909018944-1679626174568846550?l=cindyramitha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/feeds/1679626174568846550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2010/04/ooops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/1679626174568846550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/1679626174568846550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2010/04/ooops.html' title='Ooops!'/><author><name>Cindyramitha Zainal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/SgcRNOtPdzI/AAAAAAAAAAY/w1zvYCUsNVc/S220/3248_95819843034_735033034_2558609_2730151_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8334654354909018944.post-3337612103609854661</id><published>2009-11-15T00:56:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T01:04:26.894+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I?</title><content type='html'>Sedikit kutipan dari Nakinda Novrasagelin yang masih dan selalu terngiang sampai sekarang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" Kenapa sih, Cin? Lo mengharap yang terbaik minta ini itu dan punya standar tinggi. Pernah gak lo pikir, apa lo pantas ngedapetin itu semua? Sori Cin kalau dalem, tapi gue jujur "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ya, Kin. Masih kepikiran ampe sekarang dan sialannya, lo benar.&lt;/span&gt; Terima kasih untuk mengingatkan gue :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8334654354909018944-3337612103609854661?l=cindyramitha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/feeds/3337612103609854661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/11/am-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/3337612103609854661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/3337612103609854661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/11/am-i.html' title='Am I?'/><author><name>Cindyramitha Zainal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/SgcRNOtPdzI/AAAAAAAAAAY/w1zvYCUsNVc/S220/3248_95819843034_735033034_2558609_2730151_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8334654354909018944.post-2820793529355906271</id><published>2009-08-20T14:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T15:06:20.124+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Risalah Persahabatan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To all my lovely best friends, this one is for you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*Apa yang kita alami demi teman kadang-kadang melelahkan dan menjengkelkan, tetapi itulah yang membuat persahabatan mempunyai nilai yang indah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; *Persahabatan sering menyuguhkan b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;eberapa cobaan, tetapi persahabatan sejati bisa mengatasi cobaan itu bahkan bertumbuh bersama karenanya ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; *Persahabatan tidak terjalin secara otomatis tetapi membutuhkan proses yang panjang seperti besi menajamkan besi, demikianlah sahabat menaja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mkan sahabatnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; *Persahabatan diwarnai dengan berbagai pengalaman suka dan duka, dihibur - disakiti, diperhatikan - dikecewakan, didengar - diabaikan, dibantu - ditolak, namun semua ini tidak pernah sengaja dilakukan dengan tujuan kebencian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; *Seorang sahabat tidak akan menyembunyikan kesalahan untuk menghindari perselisihan, justru karena kasihnya ia memberanikan diri menegur apa adanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; *Sahabat tidak pernah “membungkus pukulan dengan ciuman”, tetapi menyatakan apa yang amat menyakitkan denga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;n tujuan sahabatnya mau berubah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; *Proses dari teman menjadi sahabat membutuhkan usaha pemeliharaan dari kesetiaan, tetapi bukan pada saat kita membutuhkan bantuan barulah kita memiliki motivasi mencari perhatian, pertolongan dan pernyataaan kasih dari orang lain, tetapi justru ia berinisiatif memberikan dan mewujudkan apa yang dibutuhkan oleh sahabatnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; *Kerinduannya adalah menjadi bagian dari kehidupan sahabatnya, karena tidak ada persahabatan yang diawali dengan sikap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;egoistis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; *Semua orang pasti membutuhkan sahabat sejati, namun tidak semua orang berhasil mendapatkannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; *Banyak pula orang yang telah menikmati indahnya persahabatan, namun ada juga yang begitu hancur karena dikhianati sahabatnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; *Mempunyai satu sahabat sejati lebih berharga dari seribu teman yang mementingkan diri sendiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; *"Dalam masa kejayaan, teman-teman mengenal kita. Dalam kesengsaraan, kita mengenal teman-teman kita"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/So0Ce-YDBsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/JHi3I5qJb4A/s1600-h/friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/So0Ce-YDBsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/JHi3I5qJb4A/s320/friend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371952661686060738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i  style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TEMAN SEJATI&lt;/span&gt;… mengerti ketika kamu berkata “Aku lupa…”; Menunggu selamanya ketika kamu berkata ‘Tunggu sebentar”; Tetap tinggal ketika kamu berkata ‘Tinggalkan aku sendiri”; Membuka pintu meski kamu BELUM mengetuk dan berka&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i face="verdana" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ta “Bolehkah saya masuk?”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;*repost from Irvanu Rahman. &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/8334654354909018944-2820793529355906271?l=cindyramitha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/feeds/2820793529355906271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/08/risalah-persahabatan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/2820793529355906271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/2820793529355906271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/08/risalah-persahabatan.html' title='Risalah Persahabatan'/><author><name>Cindyramitha Zainal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/SgcRNOtPdzI/AAAAAAAAAAY/w1zvYCUsNVc/S220/3248_95819843034_735033034_2558609_2730151_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/So0Ce-YDBsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/JHi3I5qJb4A/s72-c/friend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8334654354909018944.post-1177763557453478710</id><published>2009-06-08T00:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T01:03:43.064+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Chat With Donny</title><content type='html'>Beberapa menit yg lalu, gw chatting dengan my brother, Donny Alverino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donny: Cindy, kabarnya Manohara gimana? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Ya ampun, Please?? Bahkan dia nanyain Manohara, bukan gueeee??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gw: Baik katanya, barusan sms gimana kabarnya Abang di Jerman sana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donny: Kabarnya baik, bilangin dong doain Bang Donny makin berkibar di blantika musik tanah air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw: Halah, ngomongnya gitu mulu dahh haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donny: Pohon willow bergoyang-goyang, daun-daun berguguran. Di kejauhan tampak puncak gunung Wei, duhai betapa jauh. Beribu-ribu Li jarak yg harus ditempuh. Namun, jiwa pendekar adalah pedang.. adalah golok.. adalah tombak.. yg terus merangsek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still freak as usual, but I love you and miss your silly joke, Bang Donny :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8334654354909018944-1177763557453478710?l=cindyramitha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/feeds/1177763557453478710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-chat-with-donny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/1177763557453478710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/1177763557453478710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-chat-with-donny.html' title='Little Chat With Donny'/><author><name>Cindyramitha Zainal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/SgcRNOtPdzI/AAAAAAAAAAY/w1zvYCUsNVc/S220/3248_95819843034_735033034_2558609_2730151_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8334654354909018944.post-8882206916052489103</id><published>2009-06-07T14:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T14:42:12.932+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 7th Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;While waiting a call from Larasati Septani, I turn on my phone and play the media player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Gw akan next lagu sampe 7 kali dan lagu ketujuh itu lah yg bakal gw play"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;and shockingly from hundreds song, this song appear:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;It never crossed my mind at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;Its what I tell myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;What we had has come and gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;You're better off with someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's for the best&lt;/span&gt;, I know it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;But I see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;Sometimes I try to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;What I feel inside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;And I turn around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;You're with her now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;I just can't figure it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;Tell me why it's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;so hard to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;Don't remind me, I'm not over it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Tell me why I can't seem to face the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm just a little too not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;Memories, supposed to fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;What's wrong with my heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;Shake it off, let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;Didn't think it'd be this hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;Maybe &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everything I said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;No way to take it all back, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;Now I'm on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;How I let you go, I'll never understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yeah it's you, almost two years and it still you, have your own space in my heart and my mind. I'm sick of this, knowing that I still picture you, saying your name, and still thinking of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;"And I really don't know what to do, I'm just a little too not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No purposes, I just really missing  you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8334654354909018944-8882206916052489103?l=cindyramitha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/feeds/8882206916052489103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/06/7th-song.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/8882206916052489103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/8882206916052489103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/06/7th-song.html' title='The 7th Song'/><author><name>Cindyramitha Zainal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/SgcRNOtPdzI/AAAAAAAAAAY/w1zvYCUsNVc/S220/3248_95819843034_735033034_2558609_2730151_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8334654354909018944.post-3955737182091371775</id><published>2009-06-04T15:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T15:37:23.615+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pembajakan Playstation 2 oleh Balita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mata gw masih terpejam. Badan pegal karena kelamaan online dan abis pergi bowling gak jelas. Tapi gw udah bangun dan feeling gw mengatakan ini sudah siang. Lalu gw mendengar pintu kamar gw dibuka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kak Tidiiii.. banguunn. Bangun Kak Tidiiiii"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(diiringi sentuhan dan guncangan tangan seorang balita di lengan gw)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHH MY GOODD. Yak ada Satrio alias Tyo berkunjung ke rumah gw. Sepupu gw yg berumur sekitar 3 tahunan kali ya dan dia membangunkan gw. Hey, bukannya gw benci anak kecil ya, tapi PLEASE gw mohon jangan sentuh gw ketika membangunkan gw tidur. Gw benci banget! Bahkan gw pernah menendang Mbak gw pas gw SMP karena doi menyentuh gw pas bangunin gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyo: Kak Tidiii banguuuunnn&lt;br /&gt;Gw: Hah iya iyaaa ntar ya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(menjauh karena gak mau dipegang lagi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyo pun keluar dari kamar dan gw berusaha mengumpulkan nyawa dan energi yg masih melayang-layang. Tiba-tiba pintu terbuka lagi dan sekarang Tyo datang bersama Ibu gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu: Kenapa Cin?&lt;br /&gt;Gw: Hah? Apaan yg kenapa apa?&lt;br /&gt;Ibu: Nih kata Tyo kamu manggil Ibu?&lt;br /&gt;Gw: Hah? Nggak kok Bu.. &lt;br /&gt;        (Wah dasar ni anak pake bawa-bawa Ibu gw pula)&lt;br /&gt;Tyo: Kak Tidi, Iyo mau main..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Tyo membuat gerakan memencet stik playstation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh NO.. PLEASE GW MOHON gw gak mau percaya ini. TIDAK! AH TIDAK! Gw sudah merencanakan main ps gw hari ini. Bahkan gw mau beli kaset ps dulu demi menjalankan hobi gw yg sudah lama gak gw tekuni ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu: Daritadi dia kepengen main ps kamu Cin, pasanginlaah Ibu nggak ngerti. Bialah inyo main ibo awak naaa (translete: biarkanlah dia main kasian kaaan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw terdiam dan Tyo again and again menarik-narik tangan gw supaya gw masangin si ps dan keep menyebut nama gw dengan "Kak Tidi". Ah tidaaaakkk ya Allah... rencana gw hancur dan yg ada malah gw harus masangin ps gw buat anak 3 tahun yg gw yakin ga ngerti dan ga bisa main ps. Sekilas gw ngerasa jahat bgt ya ilah Ciiin ini mah anak kecil jahat amat sih lo. Tapi ayo doong itu ps gueeee ps gueeeeeeeee! Salah satu dari 10 barang kesayangan gw! Bahkan gw baru ngebersihin ps itu 2 hari yg lalu demi menemani liburan gw. Huaaahhhh dengan setengah hati gw pun bangun dan masangin tu ps. Khayalan gw mau main sepanjang hari autis dan ansos jadi terurai hancur lebur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah berpikir dan beberapa jam jadi instruktur playstation for balita, di dalam hati gw berharap supaya tante gw beliin Tyo ps3 biar besok-besok gak ngebajak ps gw lagi. Kalo gak, wah die aja deh gw. Bisa-bisa doi tiap hari ke rumah gw buat maen ps aja :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nb: Ooops kayaknya ada beberapa kaset yg harus diumpetin nih gak baik buat balita hahaha :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8334654354909018944-3955737182091371775?l=cindyramitha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/feeds/3955737182091371775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/06/pembajakan-playstation-2-oleh-balita.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/3955737182091371775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/3955737182091371775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/06/pembajakan-playstation-2-oleh-balita.html' title='Pembajakan Playstation 2 oleh Balita'/><author><name>Cindyramitha Zainal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/SgcRNOtPdzI/AAAAAAAAAAY/w1zvYCUsNVc/S220/3248_95819843034_735033034_2558609_2730151_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8334654354909018944.post-3612697918823861882</id><published>2009-06-04T00:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T01:16:42.482+07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Weirdo Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Ini adalah salah satu hari gw yg paling ter-gak jelas. Really, I mean it. Bener-bener ga jelas loh. Seharusnya gw nonton Night at Museum 2 sama anak - anak KOM di citos, tapi karena kelamaan menunggu dan gw sudah mulai pegal, gw pun meng-iya kan ajakan Acil buat main ke rumahnya dan sorenya ke PS buat nonton Turnamen Bowling Alumni SMAN 81 Jakarta bareng - bareng sama Gabong, Bocun, Iwan, dan Irfan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/Sia7SBdPQDI/AAAAAAAAABA/UTXBAAg41pk/s1600-h/n1046126692_470670_1811713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/Sia7SBdPQDI/AAAAAAAAABA/UTXBAAg41pk/s320/n1046126692_470670_1811713.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343163926224781362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Cindy, Acil, and Gabong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Duduklah pas-pasan di Yaris hitam nya Irfan. Gw duduk di belakang sama Gabong, Iwan, dan Acil. Posisi duduk Acil agak aneh karena dia miring-miring takut tangannya yg abis disuntik imunisasi-apa-tau-namanya-gue-lupa kesenggol sama Iwan. Dan bahkan sebenernya gw udah sekitar 5 kali nabok tangan Acil yg disuntik itu tanpa sengaja, makanya doi jadi hati-hati berlebihan gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu OH. MACET. Anja. Bahkan jalan tol macet!! AH INDONESIAAA. Kita semua kelaparan, apalagi 3 lelaki buas ini. Mungkin itu salah satu alasan obrolan jadi agak emosi dan ga nyambung. Sempet ada sesi bacot-bacotan antara gw dan Bocun karena sumpah gw ga bohong dia songong banget huah. Diam. Semua diam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw: Gila ya di TV segalanya Manohara!&lt;br /&gt;Gabong: Iya! Sumpah dimana-mana si Manohara&lt;br /&gt;Acil: Ih gw seharian aja udah bosen banget liatnya&lt;br /&gt;Gw: Ah udah deh udah enek gw ngomongin Manohara sumpah ya ganti topik deh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(entah kenapa gw emosi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(diam, Gabong menatap keluar, Acil duduk dengan posisi aneh, Iwan smsan, Bocun ngayal, Irfan menyetir dengan ekstrasabar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw: Eh tapi tau ga si lo menurut gw ibunya Manohara itu haus publisitas banget deh&lt;br /&gt;Gabong: Ih iya iya! Bahkan Manohara jadi muncul di berbagai acara gitu sampe gajadi visum!&lt;br /&gt;Acil: Terus tau gak, kan siang-siang gw liat KISS eh terus pas malemnya gw liat infotainment lagi masa ibunya Manohara masih pake baju yg sama!&lt;br /&gt;Gw: Tuh kan emang ibunya tuh kepengen tenar banget!&lt;br /&gt;Bocun: HEH gw bingung deh tadi katanya gak mau ngomongin Manohara tapi ternyata diomongin juga gimana sih lo Cin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(diam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah perjalanan yg terasa sangat panjang, pantat pegal, dan penuh emosi itu sampai juga di Plaza Senayan (akhirnya ya Allah ya Robbi), pas ke tempat bowling ternyata yg ada hanya bapak-bapak dan ibu-ibu bawa anak angkatan ninety-something and early 2000. Hadyaaa bgt yg kita kenal?? Yang ada malah kita cuma senyam-senyum aja kayak lagi Idul Fitri. Keliatan bgt deh kita anak kecilnya. Belom lagi gw lagi bergaya sporty-look pake ransel dan vans. And &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THAT'S IT&lt;/span&gt;. udah cuma gitu aja! Benar-benar kelamaan di jalan. But, I had a really great time with them, even felt weird with the-unecessary-bowling! zzzzzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8334654354909018944-3612697918823861882?l=cindyramitha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/feeds/3612697918823861882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-weirdo-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/3612697918823861882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/3612697918823861882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-weirdo-wednesday.html' title='What a Weirdo Wednesday'/><author><name>Cindyramitha Zainal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/SgcRNOtPdzI/AAAAAAAAAAY/w1zvYCUsNVc/S220/3248_95819843034_735033034_2558609_2730151_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/Sia7SBdPQDI/AAAAAAAAABA/UTXBAAg41pk/s72-c/n1046126692_470670_1811713.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8334654354909018944.post-1108837934086335659</id><published>2009-05-26T01:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:48:58.139+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Paragraph</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Maybe its you on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over. Freeing yourself up for something &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;better in the future&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe the happy ending is just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;moving on&lt;/span&gt;. Or maybe the happy ending is this knowing that trough the unreturned phone calls and broken hearts, trough all the blunders and misread signals, trough all the pain and embarassment,..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you never ever gave up hope&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of monologue at He's Just Not That Into you. For all girls who broken hearted, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;regret&lt;/span&gt;, or dissapointed. Please moving on and never gave up hope :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Especially for... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8334654354909018944-1108837934086335659?l=cindyramitha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/feeds/1108837934086335659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-paragraph.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/1108837934086335659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/1108837934086335659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-paragraph.html' title='A Good Paragraph'/><author><name>Cindyramitha Zainal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/SgcRNOtPdzI/AAAAAAAAAAY/w1zvYCUsNVc/S220/3248_95819843034_735033034_2558609_2730151_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8334654354909018944.post-5538527630009056837</id><published>2009-05-16T22:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T00:01:22.212+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Ironic Tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I read your word at your blog, I do nothing but tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Actually, what do you want? You said you don't want to lose your bestfriend, so does she. She tried as hard as she can to understand you. I think she learn a lot about you, but one thing that I can see from you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you never understand her&lt;/span&gt; " ( HRAW )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch. That's hurt, Ki.&lt;br /&gt;And sadly, maybe it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's a mis-understanding, I know. &lt;/span&gt;How can I fix this? I'm not gonna tell you that I'm sorry, because sorry is never enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm hurting inside and I just want you to know that I love you and I do care about you, bestfriend. &lt;/span&gt;Yes, I really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&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/8334654354909018944-5538527630009056837?l=cindyramitha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/feeds/5538527630009056837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/05/deg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/5538527630009056837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/5538527630009056837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/05/deg.html' title='Another Ironic Tears'/><author><name>Cindyramitha Zainal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/SgcRNOtPdzI/AAAAAAAAAAY/w1zvYCUsNVc/S220/3248_95819843034_735033034_2558609_2730151_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8334654354909018944.post-3546343266841475231</id><published>2009-05-14T23:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T00:00:37.785+07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All About Mind Set, kan??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asin itu ENAK. Ya kan?? &lt;/span&gt;Kayaknya fit bgt gitu di lidah. Enaaaakkk bgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw sangat yakin banyak teman - teman gw yang menyetujui hal itu. That's why gw suka bgt CHITATO, INDOMIE GORENG, dan LIDI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lokasi: Yong Ma, Taman Korea&lt;br /&gt;Situasi: rapat FISIP AWARD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw dan Manda datang terlambat. Dia kelamaan main ps sih, padahal doi kan penggantinya Ari buat nyatet - nyatet gitu. Manda yg memang orang penting langsung mendarat di sebelah Mas Project Officer (PO), yg namanya PO. (Nahlo bingung gak lo, haha)&lt;br /&gt;Gw yg hanya babu acara duduk di sebelah Diyang sambil makan kentang - kentangan palsu yg enak bgt karena rasanya ASIN GURIH gitu. Diyang pun menatap gw yg lagi asik sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diyang: ih ntar lo bego loh cin makan begituan mulu, mecin semua. Sama aja kayak lidi.&lt;br /&gt;Gw: itu semua tergantung mind set Yang, mind set gw sih 'makan vetsin itu malah bikin gw tambah pinter, bukannya tambah bego'&lt;br /&gt;Diyang: hahhaha bisa aja lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(diam sejenak, gw masih makan dengan enaknya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diyang: Nah cin, kata - katalo tadi itu sebenernya adalah bukti kalo lo bego. Masa mind set vetsin kayak gitu.&lt;br /&gt;Gw: (berhenti makan) eh iya juga ya Yang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan gw melanjutkan makan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8334654354909018944-3546343266841475231?l=cindyramitha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/feeds/3546343266841475231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-all-about-mind-set-kan.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/3546343266841475231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/3546343266841475231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-all-about-mind-set-kan.html' title='It&apos;s All About Mind Set, kan??'/><author><name>Cindyramitha Zainal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/SgcRNOtPdzI/AAAAAAAAAAY/w1zvYCUsNVc/S220/3248_95819843034_735033034_2558609_2730151_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8334654354909018944.post-8066170357473569826</id><published>2009-05-14T21:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:58:32.578+07:00</updated><title type='text'>(blank).. nia?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another boring Monday. &lt;/span&gt;Seperti biasa, Pierre Steffen, tetangga-agak-buta-warna gw dari kecil yg sekarang kuliah di kampus yg sama ama gw, nebeng ke kampus. Gw cuma terlambat berangkat 10 menit lebih lambat dari biasanya dan terjebak macet sekitar 3 pintu tol sebelum keluar tol Depok. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sialan&lt;/span&gt;. Udah setengah delapan dan belom nge-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;print&lt;/span&gt; tugas bahasa inggris. huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah karena ngantuk atau banyak pikiran, si Pierre diem aja. My Mamang Schumaccer (semoga tulisannya bener) daritadi ngedumel karena macet jadi dia ga bisa ngebut. Lalu di radio, Craig David menyanyikan tembang lagu hit dia, Insomnia. Pasrah pada nasib keterlambatan gw, gw pun ikutan nyanyi bareng Mas Craig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw: Just like insomnia... aaa.. just like insomnia.. (sok asik)&lt;br /&gt;Pierre: dia ngomong &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kidzania&lt;/span&gt; ya?&lt;br /&gt;gw: apa deh Pi, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;insomnia&lt;/span&gt; tauk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejak kapan deh Craig David bikin &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jingle&lt;/span&gt; buat Kidzania? :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8334654354909018944-8066170357473569826?l=cindyramitha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/feeds/8066170357473569826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/05/blank-nia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/8066170357473569826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/8066170357473569826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/05/blank-nia.html' title='(blank).. nia?'/><author><name>Cindyramitha Zainal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/SgcRNOtPdzI/AAAAAAAAAAY/w1zvYCUsNVc/S220/3248_95819843034_735033034_2558609_2730151_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8334654354909018944.post-7116944535750979629</id><published>2009-05-10T20:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:15:39.245+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mata ikan'/><title type='text'>The Faboulus Calvus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bagi temen - temen gw yg udah tau, gw lagi menderita penyakit mata ikan. Yaa nama kerennya sih &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;calvus&lt;/span&gt; (aazzzzeeek). Awalnya, kay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ak ada bintil kecil di jempol kaki kiri gw. 'ih apaan sih ini?' karena bagi gw ga penting makanya gw cuekin. Lama-lama, kok sakit ya? Cari info sana sini, ternyata itu mata ikan dan gw mendapat obat mujarab dari Ade (senior angkatan 05) yg dulu juga pernah mata ikan-an. Masalahnya itu obat cina dan gw agak ragu menemukannya di pasaran. Daripada opera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;si, dengan penuh tekad gw pake tu obat (kayak plester tengahnya ada merah2) supaya sembuh dan gak di cengin lagi ama temen - temen gw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/Sgbu7b6AfWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VjyoeHlwne4/s1600-h/3248_95823018034_735033034_2558687_6142677_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/Sgbu7b6AfWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VjyoeHlwne4/s320/3248_95823018034_735033034_2558687_6142677_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334213513537682786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Calvus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Suatu hari habislah obat si Ade. Mampus. Udah seminggu lebih gw tidak mengganti obat yg selama ini menempel di jempol kaki &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gw karena entah dimana harus menemukan obat itu. Sudah seminggu pula gw menjaga si jempol ga kena air dan membuat gw harus mandi dengan satu kaki. Dan waow betapa takjubnya gw ketika gw mengetahui mamang akhirnya mendapatkan si obat cina itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nah, tibalah saatnya gw membuka si obat-seminggu ditonton oleh 2 orang sepupu gw yg tumben berkunjung. OMG, si kulit mati sudah terkulai lemas dan copot begitu saja tapi masih menyisakan si nanah di dalamnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sepupu A : ihh cindy ini mah namanya bisul. Pake bilang mata ikan, uni kan ga ngerti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sepupu B : iya tau nih. wah klo ketawan ibu mah itu langsung dipencet aja cin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gw memandang kedua uni gw dengan tidak percaya. Mulailah mereka cerita bagaimana keganasan ibu gw memencet bisul tante gw dengan teganya. Bisul besar itu bersarang di ketek kanan tante gw. Gila ngebayanginnya aja gw udah pedih. Sayangnya ibu gw yg emang rada - rada menyukai jalan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;penyiksaan menuju kesembuhan&lt;/span&gt;. Lalu ibu gw dan koalisinya, my another tante, nyamperin tante gw yg bisulan dan mengangkat keteknya dengan paksa serta gotong royong memencet si pathetic bisul. Pecahlah doi dan muncrat ke kaca serta ke kedua orang penjagal bisul. Terus katanya ada nanah kayak tali panjang gitu keluar dan ditarik ama ibu. Ouuuch. Memang sakit teramat sangat, tapi langsung sembuh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gw pun stres. Tiba - tiba gw ketakutan ama ibu. Dengan enaknya, uni gw mengadu ke ibu. Doi menghampiri gw dan ikutan nimbrung bersama The Sepupus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ibu: udah sini ah ibu pencet aja. Dulu ya... (menceritakan ulang adegan tante gw)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gw: gak ah bu! sakit ga mau ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ibu: ih dulu Anton (my oldest brother) juga bisulan ibu yg pencet loh! tanya aja sama dia. Lansung sembuh! Sini sini ibu liat dulu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;terjadilah perdebatan. Sialnya ibu gw didukung 2 orang backing vocal yang meng-iyakan semua perkataanya. huff. Untung aja si ayah lewat dan nyuruh gw pake obat cina canggih itu aja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Weeeeeeeeekkk. Fiuuuuuuuh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Doakan aku cepat sembuh ya kawan :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8334654354909018944-7116944535750979629?l=cindyramitha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/feeds/7116944535750979629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/05/faboulus-calvus.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/7116944535750979629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8334654354909018944/posts/default/7116944535750979629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cindyramitha.blogspot.com/2009/05/faboulus-calvus.html' title='The Faboulus Calvus'/><author><name>Cindyramitha Zainal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/SgcRNOtPdzI/AAAAAAAAAAY/w1zvYCUsNVc/S220/3248_95819843034_735033034_2558609_2730151_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnv2hZPkBZw/Sgbu7b6AfWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VjyoeHlwne4/s72-c/3248_95823018034_735033034_2558687_6142677_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
