<?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-8034181890893978636</id><updated>2011-11-19T11:04:18.247+07:00</updated><title type='text'>neng nabir</title><subtitle type='html'>with her wonderful life..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-1904839491636284249</id><published>2011-06-13T19:51:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T20:28:52.624+07:00</updated><title type='text'>end one journey, start another.</title><content type='html'>hello blog, been a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's new is that i just finished my training program. Yes it's been 8 months since i join this bank and got SO MANY knowledge about banking industry, about almost all important line functioning in a bank. Pretty boring at first months, but getting more challenging and exciting at some last months. In short, the training is divided into 2 parts, funding and lending; how bank collect the money and how to lend it to the society. That includes product knowledge, marketing strategies, and several regulations. A lot more to share but it'll take 8 months to share them all. It's pretty much as long as taking master degree, i guess. Hmm master in banking sounds not bad at all.. but aaaaaanyway, alhamdulillah i'd been through this successfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next interesting part iiiiis... the placement. Before that, i need to inform you that all of MDP trainees are under a contract that says we have to agree if someday they need to assign us in any location and any position. That was scary but i guess it's fair to say that the reality is not as scary as i thought &lt;span style="font-style:italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;*for some cases&lt;/span&gt;. This bank, as reflected in its mount of assets, is not a big bank. So, good thing from that is that it doesn't have much branch in remote island so i don't have to worry to be placed there. Next thing to worry about is the division. Well mostly MDP trainees are planned to be a commercial marketing officer, but along 8 months of training, there were a lot of sharing session from so many division in this bank that somehow creates hope in trainees' mind to be placed in the division they like. As in my case, i would reeeaally love to be assigned in Trade Finance division.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? because it's the love of my field, i guess. When i decided to choose international trade as my major in college, that was love. Unexplainable feeling that..  all you know you did not give up in some graphs and maths no matter how difficult those were and felt challenged instead. That was passion. And after knowing there's a field in banking that is related with trade, i felt curious. And after taking its class, i fall in love, again with trade, no matter how difficult that was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since it's not my parents who own this bank, i can't just "choose and get". They place me in commercial marketing.    &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;......................................................................... i couldn't be more disappointed&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, i love the idea of having salary raised and promoted on higher position faster than others, also marketing officer i know would always have a broad knowledge about many segments of business. Get to meet a lot of important people in a lot of business field and discuss a lot of different things with each. Gives you wide network, broad knowledge, interpersonal skill improvement and any other things a successful banker needs to have. But somehow being commercial marketing officer never been a job i dreamed about. Plus, it costs you one thing that reeaaaally  scares me out, ...targets to meet. That last reason create nothing but fear in my head. And that fear drove me really good that i cried a lot ever since they told me about the placement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also it got me back to a situation where i did a lot of thinking, have the talk to God and the talk to my self. Coward-me would say i don't wanna take that job and stand still for what i want, but awesome-me would say those things that don't kill me will only make me stronger and all that is to fear is fear itself. So after a lot of thinking i decided stop being a complainer and coward, and be awesome instead. I'm still young, i need to face challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is it..  i'm in a company, in a situation, where passion's valued as much as zero. But after 2 weeks working as a commercial marketing officer, i feel stupid for crying like i was gonna putted in hell. As a matter of fact, most of my BoD members started their career in this position and end up being successful bankers.  Besides, one thing that really important is that i'm in a cool team and have a cool boss, and mostly, and i can't stress how key this is, with all the awesomeness i get, i still can go home tenggoooooooo~... uu uu yeaah! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing. Remember when i just graduated from college and did not know what i want and just go with the flow? I felt terrible about it. Some other friends just plan their life the way they wanted to and control everything to be heading to their dreams. So much different from what i did who control nothing and be just okay for everything that comes to me. I feel terrible.. and weak. So the next time i had the opportunity to stand up for my dream, and in this case when i want trade finance, i still can't get what i want. Sooo... have or do not have dreams so far  results the same thing; that i don't get what i want. Only, in the first case i don't know what i want, and the second case, i know what i want, i just don't get it. And i say, whateveeeeeeeeeeerrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing for sure, I'm gonna come back to you later, trade finance.. gonna come back to you as soon as possible. This love i've been having since college surely can wait. I'll be back :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-1904839491636284249?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/1904839491636284249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=1904839491636284249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/1904839491636284249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/1904839491636284249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2011/06/end-one-journey-start-another.html' title='end one journey, start another.'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-6972008962314988469</id><published>2011-03-07T13:24:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T22:38:23.725+07:00</updated><title type='text'>this or that</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;you're giving up on reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;the reality is not as bad as you think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;that's when you stop complaining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;= )&lt;/span&gt;&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/8034181890893978636-6972008962314988469?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/6972008962314988469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=6972008962314988469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/6972008962314988469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/6972008962314988469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2011/03/either-or.html' title='this or that'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-9115163340033041464</id><published>2010-12-28T20:57:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T00:34:59.740+07:00</updated><title type='text'>never make one.</title><content type='html'>we are now welcoming year 2011 and people start to make some resolutions for the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never make one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd several times tried to, but it never worked. Not that the resolutions end up failed, but i sometimes see that the function of making a resolution is some kind of ... pointless. it's nothing more than give you more pressure, then you see the picture smaller, or more over you'll take more expectations from people if you just announce it out loud. see this is my problem, i don't like to play with people's expectations. if someday i can do something wow, people have to be surprised about it. because when i tell people i can be wow, and when i'm finally wow, people will just take that as a usual thing , because they expect you to be wow since the time you tell them you'll be wow. and when you're not wow, people will see you come to grief or that you're a loser, where there's nothing wrong about not being wow and be just cool, or nice, or fit. oh sorry, on my second thought, handling people's expectations is not the main problem. handling people see me failing is the my real problem. i never find it comfortable when people feel pity for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok let's go back to where i said it is pointless. it is pointless, because there's a matter in this universe named God - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;or destiny, if you don't believe in God&lt;/span&gt;. you tried sooo hard to pass SPMB test so that you can study at univ of indo majoring in accounting, as your first choice. you took two freaking courses after schools and on the weekends. you pray so hard you did the dhuha and the tahajud. you'd be so nice to your parents, you'd be so nice to your teachers,  you'd even be nice to beggars. you took whatever it took to be a good girl who deserves accounting in UI. and then you got into economics instead, it's your second choice. it's still ok though, but why not accounting?! you had took whatever it took, right?! but the mourning went fast then you're too happy to be accepted in UI. then the first semester's coming, you got C+ on introduction of economics, as well as introduction of accounting. that explains nothing, except that you're too lazy and not ready enough to be college student. and fourth semester came, you got C on cost accounting and A- on microeconomics. and even before you got C on cost accounting, you curse accounting so much that you're seriously fine if you got another C that would make you free from accounting subject though it's a real bad score. you hate accounting now. and you start to think, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what was i thinking?! applying accounting as my first choice... what was i thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the point of making resolution when you have no idea about what's the best for you?! about what really meant for you... ?! WHAT'S THE POINT, PEOPLE?! i wanted accounting so bad, and now i hate it so bad, while now i love economics so much, when i never wanted it that much. so what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reality's bitch and mystery's the bitchiest bitch. you go ahead plan your life and eat that bitch. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so.. no resolutions from nina namira, at least not for now. i'm gonna live my life free and easy. i'm enjoying every moment and will always be. no resolutions, no expectations, no failings, no disappointments.  i hope for nothing. i fear nothing. i am free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just one simple principle i really need to keep holding; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;improvement is a must&lt;/span&gt;. tomorrow have to be better than today. cliche, i know. i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the way, the point is.. you'll never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;told you mystery is the bitchiest bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-9115163340033041464?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/9115163340033041464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=9115163340033041464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/9115163340033041464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/9115163340033041464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/12/never-make-one.html' title='never make one.'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-1270616204628760107</id><published>2010-12-25T22:43:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T22:49:22.609+07:00</updated><title type='text'>yell at myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TRYSIhs3MkI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_JJCDy4DqHU/s1600/ww.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/1270616204628760107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/1270616204628760107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/12/yell-at-myself.html' title='yell at myself'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TRYSIhs3MkI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_JJCDy4DqHU/s72-c/ww.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-9105941344260712731</id><published>2010-12-24T10:03:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T13:50:34.503+07:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>hi blog! 2010 will end soon. there are so many things i need to contemplate about this year, the good, the bad, the achieved, the not(yet)achieved, what i had, what i had not, everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;graduated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooooo sad i have to end my college life. it's my most favorite phase in my life, i guess. but people move on, though i hate changes, i should move on too. the good things are i graduate just in time, with not so bad score, and not so bad experience in college activity. it was quite a struggle to get through college. especially when you're taking quite-heavy-subject, such economics. and especially when you have to live apart from your parents with the money you have to arrange it yourself, though there's so many good thing about living apart from parents :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22nd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm 22 now. and am kinda terrified about that fact. life had been a lot easier when i was 20. well, umm not literally easier than now. on the second thought, my life is seriously easy right now. may be i just miss my college life. good friends, learned something i interested in, doing some projects i was passionate about, campus and kaFE. love that, miss that. hey but luckily everyone's there on my birthday! well not literally everyone, but some of close friends were there. and im happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well sooooo i guess this year determine a lot of thing, i officially end my parents' duty to raise me with a good education since im graduated. im officially on my own in term of financial need. im officially employed, and that makes me carry more responsibility. aaaaand for the very first time, i have missions for my life! haha though not quite sure about it yet. summing up, i think im officially an adult now. and again, im not really happy about that. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember earlier i said my life is easy right now? it is. im now working in Bank OCBC NISP. not so fancy company, i know. but for those who've done job seeking things must have seen, that it's not our decision that really determine where we're meant to be, right? it's His. anyway, im here as an MDP trainee. that what makes my life's been so easy. all i need to do is just go to the office in early morning, sit down in the class, get the lesson, ask some questions, take a break, chat and chill and laugh with the classmates, and.. go home. as simple as that. no pressures, no deadlines, and no significant assignments! oh umm, i have some exams actually, but it's nothing. though i have a really bad score in some exams, but you can never compare this exams im having at the office with the exams i had in the college. that could probably explain why i have some bad scores in the exam, because it's been a veeeeery long time since i have not test with multiple choices and fill in the blank questions with no analytical skills needed. somehow my ability to memorize all the exact word by word of some exam materials is just disappear since college want me to have the ability to UNDERSTAND, other than just memorize. and somehow i feel degraded from what college taught me. well i guess i just need to recall my elementary-to-high school skill in passing exam; memorize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhh, degraded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, well anyway, it's still an easy life. just do those easy things, and then i get just-fine-monthly salary, get the christmas allowance, will get the merger stuff bonus, and been always protected by health allowance. i call them "easy money" :p  owh uh, im gonna have this easy life only for 8 months, and after that i need to face the real life of an employee, the slave of capitalism, and the stressful worker, i suppose. let see. and wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, to end up..&lt;br /&gt;when i take a closer look into every moment i experienced this year, there are also so many things that make me upset, sad, and disappointed. and im pretty sure Allah means that on purpose, to make me be a better person. and im so glad i can handle that. i am, now, a better person, with the same loving family, with the same loving friends, and some new cool friends, and some new experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so 2010 been treating me really good.&lt;br /&gt;thank God.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-9105941344260712731?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-6720685939791899638</id><published>2010-11-10T09:43:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T09:56:35.885+07:00</updated><title type='text'>untittled</title><content type='html'>one thing came up in my mind this morning.&lt;br /&gt;after seeing how someone can be very devastated because of her job,&lt;br /&gt;i say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, apapun itu, saya cuma ingin mencintai apa yang saya kerjakan.&lt;br /&gt;Kalau yang saya dapatkan nanti bukanlah yang saya cintai, maka permudahkanlah jalan saya untuk mendapatkan yang saya cintai.&lt;br /&gt;atau buatlah saya mencintai apa yang saya punya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukan apa2..&lt;br /&gt;saya cuma gak mau jd pengeluh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya..&lt;br /&gt;cuma ingin setiap hari bisa ikhlas bersyukur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i know,&lt;br /&gt;hating You just because i don't get what i want, is nothing but a lost.&lt;br /&gt;i want to always be close to You. be thankful to You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-6720685939791899638?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/6720685939791899638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=6720685939791899638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/6720685939791899638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/6720685939791899638'/><link rel='alternate' 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Tim MDP 14 yang ikut ada 11, karena 2 org lainnya harus wisuda. Susah banget mendeskripsikan 4 hari itu kedalam kata2 singkat. Jadi, lebih baik gw deskripsikan kegiatan2 kami disana secara detail. So let's start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;Hari pertama dimulai dgn briefing dan packing. Dibagian briefing kita disambut dan diberikan pemahaman ttg tujuan dr 4 hari kedepan. Tujuan outbound ini kira2 adalah untuk memaksa kita keluar dr comfort zone dan mengenal sampai sekuat apa diri kita bs menerima tantangan. Selain itu , outbound ini sekalian jadi ajang simulasi bagi diri sendiri saat menghadapi masalah yang mungkin bgt timbul saat kita kerja dikantor. Dibagian packing, kita ber 11 masing2 diberikan 1 carril (tas mendaki) yang diisi sama baju pribadi, senter, keperluan kelompok seperti kompor, tenda, kotak p3k, dan piring gelas. Masing2 juga membawa ponco; itu semacam jas ujan yg agak tebel. Berat carril yg harus dipikul masing2 org kira2 lebih dr 10 kg. Yap, sepuluh kilo gram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelar briefing dan packing kita mulai tantangan yg ringan2 dulu. Tantangan pertama berkisar di tantangan yg hanya membutuhkan strategi, komunikasi, dan kekompakan. Piece of cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permainan selanjutnya adalah high ropes. I LOVE HIGH ROPES!!! tau high ropes gak? itu yg tali2 di iketin dipohon2 trus kita mesti nyebrang dr pohon ke pohon pake tali itu. Tantangan high ropes nya ada 7 macem, semuanya seru dan menantang, tp tetep yang paling juara nikmatnya adalah naik flying fox. High ropes, another piece of cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selesai high ropes kita mulai petualangan yg sesungguhnya. Hari udh mulai sore. Kita bawa carril masing2, naik kapal, dan pergi ke suatu pulau. Bangun tenda sendiri. Ada 4 tenda, 2 tenda cewe dan 2 tenda cowo. Plus 1 tenda dapur. Selesai bangun tenda, kita masak dan tidur. Selama disini kita masak sendiri tp bahan2nya dikasih dr OBI. Hmm fyi, berhubung kita bangun tenda di pulau antah berantah, jd selama 4 hari, kalo mo pipis dan pup dipersilahkan ke semak2 atau gali tanah.  ... .Yak, begitulah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TMvF83_F8qI/AAAAAAAAALc/chKmBwrZScM/s1600/1obi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TMvF83_F8qI/AAAAAAAAALc/chKmBwrZScM/s400/1obi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533734216766190242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;Hari kedua dimulai dgn ROCK CLIMBIIIIIING!!!!!! I LOVE ROCK CLIMBING! kalo lg makan di hanamasa pim, selalu pingin nyobain wall climbing yg keliatan dijendela hanamasa. Kali ini gw disuguhkan tantangan yg lebih menantang dr cuma sekedar wall climbing. Gosh, susah bgt loh ternyata. Gak tau deh tuh batu tingginya berapa meter. Cuma yg susah adalah nyari cacar batu (cegukan di batu) untuk pegangan dan menyandarkan kaki, soalnya ini batu beneran yg gak pake dipahat2. Setelah berhasil naik dgn rasa haru dan bangga, keseruan semakin bertambah krn kita harus turun dgn cara RAFLIIIIING!!!!! I LOVE RAFLING!!! jauh lebih gak capek tapi seruuuuuu!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock climbing things selesai jam 11. Kita lanjutkan untuk petualangan berat yg pertama, yaitu hiking. Dari segi medan yang ditempuh, hiking ini cukup biasa aja, gak banyak tanjakan (walaupun beberapa kali ada).  Tapi yang bikin istighfar adalah carril yang kita bawa, yang beratnya 10 kilo itu. Iya.. yg bikin stress itu. haha. Jadi kita awalnya diajarin cara baca peta topografi dan cara menggunakan kompas, kemudian kita dikasih beberapa koordinat lokasi tujuan kita. Total waktu yg kita pake untuk hiking kurang lebih 7 jam. Yak jadi silahkan aja dibayangkan; jalan kaki 7 jam, bawa carril dgn berat 10 kilo. Cuaca yang kita rasakan mulai dr panas se panas panas nya, terik se terik teriknya, sampe ujan se ujan ujan nya. Sempet nyasar pulak. Tapi untungnya warga disana baik baiiiiiiiiik bgt. Selalu bantuin ngasih tau jalan kalo kita kebingungan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tantangan hiking diselesaikan dgn sukses dan tepat waktu. Great! Malemnya kembali bangun tenda, lalu masak, makan, dan tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TMvF9H3jvTI/AAAAAAAAALk/ivO7E6hJMCc/s1600/2obi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TMvF9H3jvTI/AAAAAAAAALk/ivO7E6hJMCc/s400/2obi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533734221029555506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3&lt;br /&gt;The third day, cano day. Seperti biasa awal hari kita mulai dgn pemanasan. Trus kita latihan cano sekitar sejam. Mulai dr latihan dayung, latihan belok, latihan muter, sampe roleplay kalo cano nya terbalik. Yak, semua ngerasain rasanya jatoh dr cano yg terbalik, dan semua mesti paham gimana caranya ngebalikin cano terbalik tsb dan naik lg ke cano itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latihan selesai. Petualangan dimulai.&lt;br /&gt;Hr itu juga astaghfirullah hal adzim gilak nya. Kita nonstop mendayung dr sekitar jam 11 siang sampe jam 6 sore. Sebenernya dr segi energi masih lebih jauh lebih capek hiking+bawa carril 10 kilo, tapiiiiiiiii sisi plus dr hiking adalah se terik2nya cuaca, masih ada pohon buat ngadem. Nah kalo cano, hhhhhhhh... lo bayangin deh. Panas di tengah air itu jauh lebih panas drpd di darat. Udh gak ada pohon, panas nya mantul pulak. Jadi deh kulit gw gosong segosong2nya. Untuk tugas dayung ini juga konsepnya sama kaya hiking, jadi kita dikasih koordinat lokasi tujuan. Kita nyari sendiri pulau yang harus dituju lewat jalan air. Singkat kata, nyampenya sore bgt. Lalu malamnyaa adaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo Camp&lt;br /&gt;Hmm oke. Hhhhhhh.. mesti tarik nafas super panjang untuk aktivitas yang satu ini. Bisa dibilang ini tantangan paling kampret diantara aktivitas2 lainnya. Jadi, konsepnya kita dianterin ke satu spot ditengah hutan, dan kita ditantang untuk stay di spot itu SENDIRIAN dr jam 8 malem sampe jam 4 pagi. Kita ber 11 dipisahin dan ditaro ke spot yang berbeda yang gak memungkinkan untuk kita komunikasi sama sekali sepanjang malam itu. Kita semua ditugaskan untuk membangun tenda kecil dr ponco yang diiket ke pohon dan ke tanah menggunakan ranting2 yang ada di spot itu. Kita bisa pake senter untuk nerangin keadaan disana dan boleh pake matras untuk alas duduk disana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi kalian tolong bayangin ya, LO BAYANGIN! TOLONG BANGET LO BAYANGIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;GW DITARO DITENGAH HUTAN. YANG GELAP GULITA. SENDIRIAN. HUJAN SUPER DUPER GEDE. DAN MESTI BERTAHAN DARI JAM 8 SAMPE JAM 4 PAGI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Persis kaya uji nyali yg ada di trans tv ituuuu. Bedanya gw boleh bawa senter dan boleh tidur. Still sih gak bs tidur secara badan basah kuyup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu tantangan yg super kampret sekampret kampretnya. Eh tp surprisingly gw gak takut loh.. maksudnya, melihat bagaimana penakutnya gw sama setan dan gelap dulu, waktu melewati tantangan ini, gw gak takut ketemu setan dan gak takut sama gelap tuh.. keren yak?! hohoh. Satu2nya hal yang mengganggu gw di solo camp ini adalah badan gw yg meriang. Jadi sejak gw dianterin ke spot itu, pas mo bangun tenda dr ponco (jas ujan), pas banget mulai ujan gede. Jadi gw bangun tenda sambil ujan2an. Baju basah kuyup gak ketolongan, tanah jadi basah dan lembab, badan jadi menggigil gak karuan. Meriang itu ganggu bgt, krn bikin capek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral yang ingin disampaikan dalam tantangan solo camp ini adalah bagaimana kita disadarkan untuk bersyukur. Menyadari bahwa apapun yang kita punya, walau lebih jelek dan lebih sedikit dari orang lain, harus kita syukuri. Karena masih banyak orang yg jauh lebih tidak beruntung dibandingkan kita. Kita dikasih tulisan untuk menemani disaat solo camp yang kira2 bunyi nya seperti ini,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malam ini saya disini sendirian kesepian tanpa radio dan tv. Namun bagaimana dgn orang yang tidak mampu memiliki hiburan itu sepanjang hidupnya? Saya kedinginan di bawah ponco yang tidak bisa menahan hujan ini. Namun saya bertanya2 bagaimana perasaan orang yang tidak memiliki rumah dan sepanjang hari tidak tau harus tinggal dimana? Saya berharap waktu cepat berlalu supaya saya bisa kembali kerumah dan bertemu dgn orang2 yang saya sayangi. Namun saya bertanya2 ada berapa byk orang yang tidak memiliki orang yang untuk dikasihi?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gw berhasil melalui tantangan itu dgn sukses. Yang lain juga semuanya sukses melewati tantangan ini. we're cool!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TMvF9SXUwvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/aelWlB1M50E/s1600/4obi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TMvF9SXUwvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/aelWlB1M50E/s400/4obi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533734223847146226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;i was being the navigator in the 2nd day.. have to bring maps everywhere..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4&lt;br /&gt;Ini hari terakhir. Setelah melewati tantangan paling kampret, jadi kita expect tantangan yg berikutnya mo susah kaya apa juga pasti gak bakal bisa melewati kampret nya solo camp. Tantangannya adalah kita diminta menyebrangin waduk dari pulau satu ke pulau lainnya, menggunakan rakit yang harus kita bangun sendiri. Jadi kita dimodalin 6 buah gentong (drum minyak) besar, 8 buah bambu, dan tali. Kita diminta membangun rakit yang bisa mengangkut kita semua ber-11 untuk sampai ke pulau tujuan. Ah ini sih piece of cake.. we did it well.&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/_hLOqFvEycLM/TMvF9ToTneI/AAAAAAAAALs/6irkP932ZBI/s1600/3obi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TMvF9ToTneI/AAAAAAAAALs/6irkP932ZBI/s400/3obi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533734224186809826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;tambah item.. yg pake baju merah itu namanya kak yudi.. our instructor.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So well i guess, it's appropriate to say that..&lt;br /&gt;it was 4 days of hell.&lt;br /&gt;it also can be 4 days of the most challenging moment in my life.&lt;br /&gt;but it was 4 days of fun.&lt;br /&gt;and it was the best bounding moment for me and my team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 hari itu bener2 gak akan tergantikan lah pokoknya. gw bersyukur mampu melewati hari2 itu dalam keadaan fisik sehat, walaupun rasanya kaya tercerai berai semua anggota tubuh gw. gw juga bersyukur bisa melewati 4 hari itu dlm keadaan mental yang kuat, walaupun diuji segitu banyak tantangan fisik dan mental, kekompakan tim kami gak rusak, malah mungkin nambah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secara personal, gw merasa beruntung diberikan kesempatan untuk melalui 4 hari itu. Pertama, gw jadi tau kemampuan gw; gw jd tau kalo gw kuat bawa tas seberat 10 kilo sambil jalan kaki 7 jam, gw jadi tau kalo gw kuat ngedayung 7 jam nonstop, dan yg paling gilak, gw jd tau kalo ge se-berani itu untuk bisa ditinggal dihutan sendirian. Hal-hal yang gw anggap mustahil gw lakukan, bisa gw lewatin semuanya disini. I pushed my limit up, to the very highest level i never imagine i could tolerate. In fact, i succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point taken, kalo kita dihadapkan pada suatu masalah atau tantangan yang sulit, jangan pernah mikir itu mustahil. I see it myself that.. nothing is impossible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also.. i never appreciated sleep in a dry and comfy clothes before, but now i do. And there are sooooo many things i never appreciate before, because it's only a little thing, but now i know i need to thank God for everything. Every single thing, God. I thank you. So much. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oiya! sekalian mo ngenalin personel2 MDP 14.&lt;br /&gt;1. Gw sendiri, Nina Namira, dr Universitas Indonesia, Economics.&lt;br /&gt;2. Ganeca Dipa, dr Universitas Parahyangan, Management.&lt;br /&gt;3. Milka Tivani, dr Universitas Indonesia, Psikologi.&lt;br /&gt;4. Vera Wang, dr Universitas Pelita Harapan, Management.&lt;br /&gt;5. Rininta Lubis, dr University of Oklahoma, Finance&amp;amp;Accounting.&lt;br /&gt;6. William T, dr PPM Managemen, Management.&lt;br /&gt;7. Imam SL, dr University of New South Wales, Chemical Engineering.&lt;br /&gt;8. Harry Cahyadi, dr Universitas Tarumanegara, Management.&lt;br /&gt;9. Theresia Stefanus, dr Universitas Indonesia, Management.&lt;br /&gt;10. Dorta Pardede, dr Universitas Parahyangan, Hubungan Internasional.&lt;br /&gt;11. Maria Siska, dr SBM ITB, Marketing Management.&lt;br /&gt;12. Dennis Gunawan, dr Universitas Atma jaya, bioteknologi.&lt;br /&gt;13. Tri harsoyo, dr Universitas Gajah Mada, Magister Management.&lt;br /&gt;14. Yang ini sebenernya udah pindah ke unilever, Fanya, dr University of Minnesota, Chemical Engineering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sekalian, postingan ini mungkin sekalian menindaklanjuti postingan sebelumnya, that..&lt;br /&gt;i am no longer unemployed. (yay!)&lt;br /&gt;and i'm feeling good, having fun, thanking God for where i am now.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm not frustrated at all!!! (super yay!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-4153241412930264007?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/4153241412930264007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=4153241412930264007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/4153241412930264007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/4153241412930264007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/10/4-days-of.html' title='4 days of... #&amp;!?*%#'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TMvF83_F8qI/AAAAAAAAALc/chKmBwrZScM/s72-c/1obi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-5845046391340875815</id><published>2010-09-13T17:01:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T20:50:55.011+07:00</updated><title type='text'>frustrated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;these are my PMS frustration get-away for this month&lt;br /&gt;i find it really easy to deal with PMS now&lt;br /&gt;by one and only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD FOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOOD #1 Spaghetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TI37F4a_NJI/AAAAAAAAALM/OAnroNRxy48/s1600/DSC00752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TI37F4a_NJI/AAAAAAAAALM/OAnroNRxy48/s400/DSC00752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516341197062222994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;ordinary spaghetti with meat, sausage, and cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOOD #2 Risol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TI37GYsuUzI/AAAAAAAAALU/tB-qyvJ1hR8/s1600/DSC00755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TI37GYsuUzI/AAAAAAAAALU/tB-qyvJ1hR8/s400/DSC00755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516341205726548786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;risol filled with meat and cheese rougut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those two handle my frustration real good&lt;br /&gt;i made them my self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY AM I FRUSTRATED?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides the PMS and biological hormone crap,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM FRUSTRATED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i'll start to work in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;from the date i signed the contract till i have to start working, i got no other opportunity to work in other bank. so i can't compare.  i can't choose the best. and i don't do gambling to let this one go for something uncertain. this is my only option. surprisingly i am really desperate to get a good job when i'm a graduate from FEUI, one of the best faculty in this country, i can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM FRUSTRATED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i STILL.&lt;br /&gt;STILL STILL STILL&lt;br /&gt;don't have any clue.&lt;br /&gt;don't have aaaaany idea about what's the best move to start my career.&lt;br /&gt;what job? where?&lt;br /&gt;again, i don't want to do something wrong. something insignificant to my future.&lt;br /&gt;.. and how's my future gonna be? I DO NOT KNOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM FRUSTRATED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i want to be happy&lt;br /&gt;i want to work with nice and fun people.&lt;br /&gt;i'm currently having the greatest friendship i've ever had in my life,&lt;br /&gt;and they set the standard really high for me to build another one.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really scared to be trapped in a boring circle for at least 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM FRUSTRATED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i want to love what i'm doing&lt;br /&gt;i want to work with passion. feel good about what i'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;so i can easily be the best, happily.&lt;br /&gt;... and is it really what i want to do? I DO NOT KNOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may say i'm a little overreact.&lt;br /&gt;some of you might think i can easily resign from the office if i don't feel any good.&lt;br /&gt;the thing is..&lt;br /&gt;once i decide to work on the first day, i have to work for the next 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;or else i should pay the penalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM FRUSTRATED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i've been talking to You, God.&lt;br /&gt;desperately screaming to You, more likely.&lt;br /&gt;yet i'm feeling that You don't give a clear answer.&lt;br /&gt;You let me here completely blind to play Your little game&lt;br /&gt;i need You&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may be i'm not that frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;may be i'm just..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; confused&lt;br /&gt;... and nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... or maybe it's just the PMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-5845046391340875815?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/5845046391340875815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=5845046391340875815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/5845046391340875815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/5845046391340875815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/09/frustrated.html' title='frustrated.'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TI37F4a_NJI/AAAAAAAAALM/OAnroNRxy48/s72-c/DSC00752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-539722063305041184</id><published>2010-08-29T14:27:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T16:45:03.690+07:00</updated><title type='text'>congratulation! celebration!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;alhamdulillahhi rabbil alamiin..&lt;br /&gt;i finally officially graduated as a Bachelor of Economics from University of Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;after going through two important celebrations this week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yudisium FEUI&lt;br /&gt;Sunday , August 22nd 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/THoQAc1gUqI/AAAAAAAAAKs/E96_0u9hehY/s1600/DSC00612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/THoQAc1gUqI/AAAAAAAAAKs/E96_0u9hehY/s400/DSC00612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510734693967876770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisuda UI&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, August 26th 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/THoQA8fobtI/AAAAAAAAAK0/upJFj_8opUk/s1600/DSC00729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/THoQA8fobtI/AAAAAAAAAK0/upJFj_8opUk/s400/DSC00729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510734702466068178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i can't take my eyes off that photo&lt;br /&gt;i never had family portrait before&lt;br /&gt;... and when i do&lt;br /&gt;wearing those adorable toga, standing between ibu and bapak, smiling&lt;br /&gt;seeing their smile, really makes me want to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subhanallah..&lt;br /&gt;betapa nikmat yang Kau berikan sungguh luar biasa&lt;br /&gt;terima kasih atas kesempatan yang Kau berikan padaku&lt;br /&gt;untuk membuat mereka tersenyum&lt;br /&gt;untuk kembali lagi mengingatkan padaku bahwa&lt;br /&gt;setiap usaha atas namaMu berbuah manis&lt;br /&gt;setiap air mata dalam doa kepadaMu membawa nikmat&lt;br /&gt;setiap keyakinan atas pertolonganMu memberikan berkah&lt;br /&gt;terima kasih yaa Allah.. yaa rachmaan.. yaa rahiim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'))&lt;br /&gt;i love you, ibu, bapak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-539722063305041184?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/539722063305041184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=539722063305041184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/539722063305041184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/539722063305041184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/08/congratulation-celebration.html' title='congratulation! celebration!!!'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/THoQAc1gUqI/AAAAAAAAAKs/E96_0u9hehY/s72-c/DSC00612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-9023978204901789219</id><published>2010-08-16T12:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T12:22:23.794+07:00</updated><title type='text'>berlindung dibawah do'a</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;everything happens real fast.&lt;br /&gt;got accepted in one bank. already signed contract for it.&lt;br /&gt;yet still hoping for another bank. better bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and still&lt;br /&gt;don't know what God's plan for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say..&lt;br /&gt;i go with the flow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_hLOqFvEycLM/TGjHdZ0O1bI/AAAAAAAAAKk/TSsVKTPRqdk/s1600/gowtflow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TGjHdZ0O1bI/AAAAAAAAAKk/TSsVKTPRqdk/s400/gowtflow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505869852420527538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saya berlindung dibawah do'a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what my dad told me to do.&lt;br /&gt;we don't know what we need, we only know what we want.&lt;br /&gt;... and what we want is not always the best for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is the only one who know what's the best for us.&lt;br /&gt;... and how do we connected to God&lt;br /&gt;is thru praying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's just enjoy every single flow God wants us to get thru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;... berdo'a.&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/8034181890893978636-9023978204901789219?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/9023978204901789219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=9023978204901789219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/9023978204901789219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/9023978204901789219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/08/berlindung-dibawah-doa.html' title='berlindung dibawah do&apos;a'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TGjHdZ0O1bI/AAAAAAAAAKk/TSsVKTPRqdk/s72-c/gowtflow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-4990057678051245568</id><published>2010-08-04T13:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T13:35:58.930+07:00</updated><title type='text'>current activities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;browse hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;apply hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pray hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TFkJ27pA3CI/AAAAAAAAAKc/d8pijvdjLJc/s1600/Nina+Namira+-+unem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TFkJ27pA3CI/AAAAAAAAAKc/d8pijvdjLJc/s400/Nina+Namira+-+unem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501439259137072162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-4990057678051245568?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/4990057678051245568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=4990057678051245568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/4990057678051245568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/4990057678051245568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/08/current-activities.html' title='current activities'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TFkJ27pA3CI/AAAAAAAAAKc/d8pijvdjLJc/s72-c/Nina+Namira+-+unem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-7940851219826926348</id><published>2010-07-21T23:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T00:50:45.154+07:00</updated><title type='text'>opportunities</title><content type='html'>it's actually,&lt;br /&gt;at time like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need God more,&lt;br /&gt;than when i pray for something i know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;for example the latest thing i prayed hard for, is my graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i graduate,&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;facing thousands of possibilities now.&lt;br /&gt;thousands of different opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually know why this is happening.&lt;br /&gt;it's because i dont have a dream. i dont do dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;and by dream, i mean targets. people make targets in their life.&lt;br /&gt;you know..&lt;br /&gt;i want to be researcher, so i pursue master degree.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be top manager, so i apply myself to a company.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be success entrepreneur, so i start making a business plan.&lt;br /&gt;like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i want to be.&lt;br /&gt;well, all i know, i want to be a wealthy woman.&lt;br /&gt;and how to be wealthy,&lt;br /&gt;needs a complicated formula of life i cant plan it myself.&lt;br /&gt;and by formula, i mean combination of life i have to and am about to choose.&lt;br /&gt;... still i don't know what to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, sometimes you just cant keep thinking "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if it meant to be, it will be&lt;/span&gt;" all the time.&lt;br /&gt;you're curious.&lt;br /&gt;you want to know what the future tells about you.&lt;br /&gt;so you can prepare your self from now.&lt;br /&gt;to prevent that you choose something's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;something's insignificant to your future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cant have that, tho.&lt;br /&gt;God's plan is the greatest mystery of all.&lt;br /&gt;and mystery is a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;none of any logical thinking can beat that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, so..&lt;br /&gt;i think i know what to do now.&lt;br /&gt;am just gonna give myself up to God.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm definitely up to God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-7940851219826926348?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/7940851219826926348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=7940851219826926348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/7940851219826926348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/7940851219826926348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/07/opportunities.html' title='opportunities'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-7938127060499758273</id><published>2010-07-21T10:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T11:06:40.319+07:00</updated><title type='text'>despicable me!</title><content type='html'>akhirnya nonton 3D pertama kali kemarin. setelah pulang ngurusin nana nini nya skripsi yg super buru2 dikelarin. padahal deadline nya di undur. nonton despicable me sama 4 org lainnya. ini judulnya double date. gw jadi wasitnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TEZs1jBS94I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Ca82Fjzlgpw/s1600/DSC00504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TEZs1jBS94I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Ca82Fjzlgpw/s400/DSC00504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496200062441813890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abis itu pergi menyalurkan hasrat yg lama terpendam, yaitu makan sushi. makan bareng bersama 2 sohib lama gw yg kbetulan ketemu, agni pratista dan junot ali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TEZs1eKIbVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/e2QGlqtdLF4/s1600/DSC00507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TEZs1eKIbVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/e2QGlqtdLF4/s400/DSC00507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496200061136694610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bukaaaaaaaaann!! bukan yg itu. itu sih gak kenal siapa. yg ini maksud gw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TEZs0ixIwVI/AAAAAAAAAKE/KwpAEbd5Z_M/s1600/DSC00509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TEZs0ixIwVI/AAAAAAAAAKE/KwpAEbd5Z_M/s400/DSC00509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496200045194166610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;itu yg dibelakang. sohib abis kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;current obsession:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA CARI KERJA  CARI KERJA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-7938127060499758273?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/7938127060499758273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=7938127060499758273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/7938127060499758273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/7938127060499758273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/07/despicable-me.html' title='despicable me!'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TEZs1jBS94I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Ca82Fjzlgpw/s72-c/DSC00504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-8292758984935611393</id><published>2010-07-14T12:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T17:57:38.155+07:00</updated><title type='text'>black-and-white</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the picture you're about to see is the pic of voldemort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TD1M0C2oowI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/cd4CAOs2CBI/s1600/KEBAYA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TD1M0C2oowI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/cd4CAOs2CBI/s400/KEBAYA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493631577464808194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;NOOO!!! nyeheheh kidding.  it's a spoiler for kebaya i'm going to wear at my graduation day. yes, it's a grey. why? i don't know why, i just love it. i already have pink-peach kebaya for high school graduation, so i think it's fun to experiment with dark color rather than bright color like i already have ... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and like everybody has&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. the pic's taken before i put it on the tailor. so it hasn't been sewn yet. soon i hope. kinda excited about it, bcoz i sketch my kebaya myself, just like i did for my high school graduation. i really really love to do it. sorry i don't post the sketch, i'm actually not very good at drawing. but i always have a dream about how my kebaya will be. you do too, i'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so!!! i'm crossing my finger hoping the tailor gonna use the magic of his hand to make my dream kebaya comes true. may it's gonna be like the way i want it to be.  bismillahirrahmanirrahim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me about yoooouuuuurrrss!!!!&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/8034181890893978636-8292758984935611393?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/8292758984935611393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=8292758984935611393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/8292758984935611393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/8292758984935611393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/07/black-and-white.html' title='black-and-white'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TD1M0C2oowI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/cd4CAOs2CBI/s72-c/KEBAYA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-1323617560181137556</id><published>2010-07-10T10:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T11:22:05.763+07:00</updated><title type='text'>to be honest</title><content type='html'>had an honest conversation with santi and shirin yesterday.. while having a shot on pancake parlour at margo city.. i'll just focus on the pancake parlour review..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TDfxBVIC0aI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/35CXNRZWaFY/s1600/DSC00297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TDfxBVIC0aI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/35CXNRZWaFY/s320/DSC00297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492123275754656162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's what we had..&lt;br /&gt;shirin had chocolate cheese pancake; two pancakes covered with vanilla ice cream, chocolate sauce, cheese and almond. i forgot, it's about 36k if am not mistaken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TDfxA_CYhJI/AAAAAAAAAJs/1_jJQV9IhUo/s1600/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TDfxA_CYhJI/AAAAAAAAAJs/1_jJQV9IhUo/s320/DSC00289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492123269825332370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;santi had 'funny face' pancake;  single pancake with two scopes of vanilla ice cream, garnished with strawberry jam. it's around 20k, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is it san?&lt;/span&gt;  she had also 'parlour fruit punch', i don't know about the taste, but the bold-est thing from it, is that the glass is super tall. we're like freezing for a second seeing the size of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TDfxAYZT29I/AAAAAAAAAJk/tS8kqUxVq-4/s1600/DSC00295.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/_hLOqFvEycLM/TDfxAYZT29I/AAAAAAAAAJk/tS8kqUxVq-4/s320/DSC00295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492123259452513234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me had a sandwich. a steak sandwich. french fries and 4 pieces of sandwich; filled with mushroom, meat, cheese and vegies. it's 29k. i had also ice chocolate. just like regular ice chocolate with whipped cream. i hate whipped cream. it's 18k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TDfw_wfU3jI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Lfde2HV2Rdw/s1600/DSC00291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TDfw_wfU3jI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Lfde2HV2Rdw/s320/DSC00291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492123248740326962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke! the review is in bahasa.&lt;br /&gt;untuk ngebandingin, paling setara ngebandingin sama pancious. kebetulan gw nyobain pancious dulu baru parlour. pengalaman di pancious dulu adalah bahwa pancakenya itu makhtekh banget, jadinya makan dua lembar pancake aja itu perjuangannya lumayan keras melawan rasa blenger. berdasarkan pengalaman itu, di parlour gw mesen sandwich aja, selain jg krn harga sandwich lebih murah drpd pancake. dan sandwichnya oke. tapi gw sempet nyobain pancakenya shirin, dan merasa kalo aja gw mesen pancake di parlour, mungkin aja review pancake nya sama kaya pancake nya pancious, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blenger&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mulai berpikir kalo pancake bule emang bgitu dan emg lidah gw aja yg kampung. hoho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeh!! secara budget, harga pancake di parlour sama di pancious  bisa dibilang sama. sekitar 20-40rb per porsi. minumannya juga sama. dari segi menu, somehow gw merasa menu di parlour lebih banyak dan beragam dibandingin pancious. cuma kalo mo dibandingin secara overall, pancious masih menang krn ada pilihan boleh 1 atau 2 lembar pancake, bisa milih pancake atau waffle juga. kalo pelayanan sih okelah, sama-sama ramah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekiaan!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;btw, sharing a story with the one who is not judgmental, is super releasing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-1323617560181137556?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/1323617560181137556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=1323617560181137556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/1323617560181137556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/1323617560181137556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-be-honest.html' title='to be honest'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TDfxBVIC0aI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/35CXNRZWaFY/s72-c/DSC00297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-2998434848964613392</id><published>2010-07-10T00:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T00:37:29.762+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senin, 5 Juli 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i finally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TDdjpcr2RGI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qx4UnX0lfzU/s1600/DSC00106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TDdjpcr2RGI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qx4UnX0lfzU/s320/DSC00106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491967834327499874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a bachelor of economics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank God&lt;br /&gt;i thank my family&lt;br /&gt;i thank FEUI&lt;br /&gt;and i thank you! you! yes you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for ibu and bapak :)&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/8034181890893978636-2998434848964613392?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/2998434848964613392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=2998434848964613392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/2998434848964613392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/2998434848964613392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/07/senin-5-juli-2010.html' title='Senin, 5 Juli 2010'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TDdjpcr2RGI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qx4UnX0lfzU/s72-c/DSC00106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-8486412258150974285</id><published>2010-06-25T20:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T21:34:08.682+07:00</updated><title type='text'>#its.so.me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when im sad. bored. or happy.&lt;br /&gt;and don't know what song to sing to express those feelings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i turn my iTunes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i type letter &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"J"&lt;/span&gt;  on my keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;boom! boom!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i get super talented musician such as;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;James Blunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;James Morrison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie Cullum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamiroquai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jay-Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Legend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Mayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joss Stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justin Timberlake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*just realize most of my fav musician got name began with letter J*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zuperrrr!!!!!&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/8034181890893978636-8486412258150974285?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/8486412258150974285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=8486412258150974285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/8486412258150974285'/><link rel='self' 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rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;greed&lt;/span&gt;]-[&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;gluttony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-[&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;wrath&lt;/span&gt;]-[&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;envy&lt;/span&gt;]-[&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;lust&lt;/span&gt;]-[&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sloth&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my greatest sins of all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;envy&lt;/span&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;sloth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;go away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TBe_dNB-5eI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_E3qoy-LIF8/s1600/ANTMamerica27snexttopmodel40987_900_675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TBe_dNB-5eI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_E3qoy-LIF8/s320/ANTMamerica27snexttopmodel40987_900_675.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483061579781957090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-286863280093216297?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/286863280093216297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=286863280093216297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/286863280093216297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/286863280093216297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/06/sin.html' title='sin'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/TBe_dNB-5eI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_E3qoy-LIF8/s72-c/ANTMamerica27snexttopmodel40987_900_675.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-7268277667517593439</id><published>2010-05-22T22:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T23:27:51.972+07:00</updated><title type='text'>today hotday!</title><content type='html'>pagi ini bangun super pagi krn harus ngawas UMB bagian IPA. deket sih dibekasi, dianterin abang juga, tp ttp bok mesti standby di lokasi jam 6. tp krn udh pernah dan yakin ngaret, jadinya woles aja. 6 kurang 15 br berangkat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngawaaas.. lalelo.. pulang jam 12.. *super duper panas!!!!! udah bekasiii,, jam 12 siang pulaakkk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mampir dulu ke MM beli bahan2 buat main masak2an, iseng2 udh lama pengen main masak2an tp  gak punya duit mulu. nah mumpung abis ngawas, marilah kita salurkan hasrat tersebut..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menu hari ini adalah risol isi beef burger..&lt;br /&gt;sebenernya sempet consider bikin risol isi rogut biasa. berhubung mbak hepi tdk membalas sms saya yg menanyakan resep rogut, jadi yasudahlaah isi beef aja yg gampang, *walaupun mahal*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berikut bahan2 yang saya beli..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S_f-gCK1ltI/AAAAAAAAAIk/UiIwLpOboiY/s1600/22052010011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S_f-gCK1ltI/AAAAAAAAAIk/UiIwLpOboiY/s320/22052010011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474123698383722194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untuk bikin kulit risolnya pake tepung, air, susu, telor, mentega dicairin dibikin adonan cair biasa, no specific takeran.. gw berhasil bikin diatas 20 lembar kulit risol hr ini.. and that takes A LOT of time spent in the kitchen.. HOT!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berikut isi risolnya.. gw memutuskan untuk meng-assamble pelipetan risol didepan tv krn mulai senep sama hawa dapur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S_f-gkvbqSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/HSG3OWdqBWs/s1600/22052010013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S_f-gkvbqSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/HSG3OWdqBWs/s320/22052010013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474123707664017698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isi beef burger+keju+telor.. pake mayonaise+saos sambel dikit aja.. berikut yg udh dilipet2.. gw simpen di kulkas dulu biar lipetannya gak bandel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S_f-g_7-XnI/AAAAAAAAAI0/_OBzc-KX2Jg/s1600/22052010015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S_f-g_7-XnI/AAAAAAAAAI0/_OBzc-KX2Jg/s320/22052010015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474123714964381298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banyak yaaakkk.. ini yg udh jadi.. bener kata si ibu bilang, tukang masak malah biasanya gak napsu sama masakannya, udh kenyang duluan masak didapur.. walaupun risol ini enak, dari 10 yg gw goreng, gw cuma makan 1.. krn alasan barusan.. eneg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S_f-hTwq3ZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/pO9Flw4D_ZA/s1600/22052010016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S_f-hTwq3ZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/pO9Flw4D_ZA/s320/22052010016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474123720285674898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry bgt nih geng, kalian gak bisa menikmati gambar cantiknya risol gw dgn diiringi muka yg bikin disampingnya, *seperti postingan2 masak2an yg sebelumnya*&lt;br /&gt;gw goreng risolnya malem, udh gak mood..&lt;br /&gt;kepala gw pusing pol dah skrg. efek kepanasan dibekasi jam 12siang dan seharian sisanya dihabiskan di dapur mungkin.. *mulai celingukan nyari decolgen*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bgitulah.. today.. hotday.. bekasi jam 12siang dan dapur.. oohh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oiya!!! bikin evaluasi ah ttg masak2an hr ini:&lt;br /&gt;1. daging beef yg merknya kem chick itu asin BANGET(!!!)&lt;br /&gt;2. bikin kulit risol akan jauuuuuuhhhh lebih meringankan kalo menggunakan penggorengan yg teflonnya masih bagus.. bahkan gak perlu ngolesin minyak setiap saat jadinya..&lt;br /&gt;3. kalo baru pertama bikin kulit risol, mending ukur dulu butuh seberapa lebar, tadi ada beberapa yg kekecilan..&lt;br /&gt;4. (omaygattt ini penting) make sure pas bikin adonan kulit, gak ada tepung yg ngegumpal.. i spent A LOT of time ngalus2in butiran2 gumpalan krn pas digoreng bentuknya jadi buruk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errr apa lagi ya?! ng ng ngggg udah deh gitu aja.. akan benar2 beranjak mencari decolgen..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-7268277667517593439?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/7268277667517593439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=7268277667517593439' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/7268277667517593439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/7268277667517593439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/05/today-hotday.html' title='today hotday!'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S_f-gCK1ltI/AAAAAAAAAIk/UiIwLpOboiY/s72-c/22052010011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-3271922636639933772</id><published>2010-05-13T21:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T21:37:21.387+07:00</updated><title type='text'>conversation of the day!</title><content type='html'>aaa: mo kmana lo libur2?&lt;br /&gt;nbr: kerumah temen gw, acara ultah..&lt;br /&gt;aaa: apaan sik. gw kayanya seriiiiiiing bgt ngeliat foto2 lo di acara ultah temen2 lo..&lt;br /&gt;nbr: ya gimana.. sahabat gw ultah..&lt;br /&gt;aaa: ngga2.. kok kaya seriiiiiiiiiing banget..&lt;br /&gt;nbr: ...&lt;br /&gt;nbr: ya gimana, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sahabat gw banyak&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;aaa: ...&lt;br /&gt;aaa: like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[asikasik. like this gak sih?!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-3271922636639933772?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/3271922636639933772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=3271922636639933772' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/3271922636639933772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/3271922636639933772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/05/conversation-of-day.html' title='conversation of the day!'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-4665590679872079501</id><published>2010-05-12T12:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T13:04:33.940+07:00</updated><title type='text'>imma gold elephant!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**yaa yaaa gw tau ini mainan lama.. cuma pengen post di blog aja.. you can also check your personality &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://world.doubutsu-uranai.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://world.doubutsu-uranai.com/images/chara/color076.gif" width="260" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Gold Elephant type of person, who tends to be fresh, straightforward and hold a pure heart.&lt;br /&gt;You look very active, cheerful and articulate.&lt;br /&gt;You are good-looking woman.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be very intelligent, and are not a difficult person.&lt;br /&gt;Your honest and good personality attracts many people.&lt;br /&gt;You also possess will power and have perseverance.&lt;br /&gt;You put your maximum effort in anything you do, which gives a favorable impression to others.&lt;br /&gt;Although, you don't depend on others easily, your rationalism and argumentative personality is something you should watch out for.&lt;br /&gt;You sometimes change completely and surprises people.&lt;br /&gt;Those Gold Elephants who had lived most of their lives with their parents have this tendency.&lt;br /&gt;They hurt other people's feelings by being too blunt.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, you tend to be extremely polite most of the times.&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who have left home and live independently tend to be polite.&lt;br /&gt;The loneliness of living on your own seems to mature your character.&lt;br /&gt;You will not go into deep relationship with ordinary office working men.&lt;br /&gt;But you do not go much for macho type and those who assert themselves too much.&lt;br /&gt;Your cheerful and active personality may give a wrong impression, but you will be extremely good at keeping your home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all the good and the bad..&lt;br /&gt;i completely agree with this description!&lt;br /&gt;you should try..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-4665590679872079501?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/4665590679872079501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-6424250453305034772</id><published>2010-05-11T20:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T21:16:28.118+07:00</updated><title type='text'>bamboo dimsum : the review</title><content type='html'>gile.. hari ini udah ke-empat kalinya gw makan di bamboo dimsum yang di Jl. kelapa cengkir di kelapa gading. bamboo dimsum disana beda sama bamboo dimsum yg ada di mall2, soalnya cuma disitu doang yg nawarin paket all you can eat. harganya tergolong sangat murah untuk ukuran restauran all you can eat, cuma Rp 40 ribu nett, walaupun cuma dimsum doang menunya. tapi yaa.. lumayan lah.. minumnyaa juga refill all you want kok, walaupun cuma teh anget. yaaaa 40ribu jugaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sistem disana, jadi kita masuk, duduk, dan nunggu dimsum2nya dianter ke meja kita. kalo gak doyan sama jenis dimsum tertentu jangan diturunin ke meja kita, soalnya kalo gak abis bisa denda gtu sih katanya. jenis2 dimsum yang mereka punya lumayan beragam. ada bubur, goreng2an, somay2an, bakpao2an, dan ceker!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biasanya makan disini bisa dibagi menjadi 2 ronde:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hantaran ronde pertama biasanya berkisar di somay2an dan bakpao2an seperti dibawah ini,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S-ljp_dUfwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/cDcOvz26x98/s1600/11052010008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S-ljp_dUfwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/cDcOvz26x98/s320/11052010008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470012795478376194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hantaran ronde kedua biasanya goreng2an seperti dibawah ini,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S-ljqdzU63I/AAAAAAAAAIc/zqLYXBXqG6A/s1600/11052010009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S-ljqdzU63I/AAAAAAAAAIc/zqLYXBXqG6A/s320/11052010009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470012803623742322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gak semua menunya ada digambar. masih banyak kok jenis yg lain. kalo mo nambah bisa bilang sepuasnya. setelah 4 kali makan disana, menu favorit gw adalah ceker dan bakpao srikaya (bakpao ijo). sisanya biasa aja.. gak buruk2 banget tp gak enak2 bgt juga.. biasa aja.. yaaa oke lah buat restoran all you can eat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bamboo dimsum yg di kelapa cengkir ini buka setiap hari. senin-jumat buka dari jam 10pagi-3sore abis itu buka lagi jam 5sore-9malem. kalo sabtu-minggu buka jam 9pagi-3sore trus buka lagi jam 5sore-9malem. kalo gw baca review di forum2 makanan, banyak yg bilang bamboo dimsum ini gak recommended karena pelayanannya jelek gtu sih katanya. bagi gw, ini super recommended, karena belom pernah ngerasain pelayanan yg jelek selama 4 kali dateng kesana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yow!! akhir kata, selamat mencobaaaaaaaaa!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-6424250453305034772?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/6424250453305034772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=6424250453305034772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/6424250453305034772'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-6614485277924718083</id><published>2010-04-23T15:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T15:25:14.476+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i just don't</title><content type='html'>i don't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;talk&lt;/span&gt; much about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm glad yet sometimes sad about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-6614485277924718083?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-1473302002660642434</id><published>2010-04-23T13:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T15:29:53.559+07:00</updated><title type='text'>(unsure)</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(unsure)(unsure)(unsure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'mm.. mm..&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda getting usual with casual dating.&lt;br /&gt;you know,&lt;br /&gt;a date with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; heart feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been dating several guys lately, casually of course.&lt;br /&gt;i so enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;it's very easy for me.&lt;br /&gt;i can get the fun by going out just the two of us, yet i don't have to think hard of being his perfect date. i just need to be myself. no need to guess what's going to happen after the date. did he like me or not. why doesn't he contact me after the date. and all of the guessing, ohh that's a super tiring activity, to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and yes, i'm saying that a casual dating only works when you're both be a cool dating-partner.&lt;br /&gt;cool -- as in my definition here; understand that not every date has to end in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i don't want to be in a relationship though, but..&lt;br /&gt;i find it difficult to grow &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the butterfly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;you know,&lt;br /&gt;when you got crush on someone you feel like there's a butterfly in your stomach.&lt;br /&gt;it happened to me. but i can feel the butterfly only to a mysterious guy. once the guy is no longer mysterious, the butterfly is just puff!! gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quick intermezzo: well, the only man that can still create a tickle in my stomach after several dating is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pak lepi&lt;/span&gt;, during the consultation of my undergrad thesis. nyeh he's not counted indeed, i can't consider him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking a lot about making a post titled '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chasing a butterfly&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;haha simply because that's my biggest personal problem.&lt;br /&gt;hard to come. easy go.&lt;br /&gt;it was even applied when i had a relationship with my previous boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;that's a long and different story though, but the situation was applied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's sad to hardly fall in love with someone. but  i don't prefer being easily fall in love with someone though. well, who cares?! may i just be me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(unsure)(unsure)(unsure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, are you cool enough to understand that there's a date such a casual dating?!&lt;br /&gt;well, i hope you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so i expect none of you will say "cieeeeee nabiiiiirrrr jalan sama siapa tuuuhhhh?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-1473302002660642434?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/1473302002660642434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=1473302002660642434' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/1473302002660642434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just analyze what’s happening here.&lt;br /&gt;Every single time I got PMS (premenstrual syndrome), suddenly the feeling of sadness, madness, disappointment, miserable, are always turn my mood into blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I hate it. the bad feelings.. the tears..&lt;br /&gt;takes so much of my energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when I put the biological reason (the hormone, and so on) aside, i can feel that the reason why I drop my tears is just so real..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that... yes i hate myself of being really lame in finishing this thesis, yes i miss my friends and yet the timing is just unmatched that we can’t meet right away, and yes there are several things i desire that i just can’t have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those reasons... are so real that i feel very unlucky..&lt;br /&gt;normally i can handle that.. i can live with it..&lt;br /&gt;but when it comes to the period, they are just… aaargh.. they’re killing me..they’re killing you also perhaps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it! really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, dear PMS...&lt;br /&gt;go ahead tell me, should I feel lucky because the sadness you bring to my day is just periodical distraction that I don’t have to worry because it will disappear soon?!&lt;br /&gt;or is it right? that i deserve to feel sad because of you... dear PMS... is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reminder&lt;/span&gt; that I still have unfinished business that I try to forget all the time..?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-3347047355214205461?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/3347047355214205461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=3347047355214205461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/3347047355214205461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/3347047355214205461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-pms.html' title='dear PMS...'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-1804765430687193792</id><published>2010-03-16T22:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T00:52:37.001+07:00</updated><title type='text'>banci kaleng baru mletek</title><content type='html'>siang ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dimulai dr rasa penasaran bagaimana rupa gw jika memakai &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eyeliner&lt;/span&gt; di kelopak mata bagian atas, gw bermain2 dengan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pinsil alis&lt;/span&gt; dan mencoba memakainya di kelopak mata bagian atas, biasanya make di mata bagian bawah..hmm  cakep.. cakep..lalu gw mencoba memakai &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;maskara&lt;/span&gt;, di bulu mata *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sebagaimana normalnya&lt;/span&gt;* dan... timbul hasrat untuk memakainya di alis,, yang membuahkan hasil &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sebagaimana yang gw laporkan di plurk*&lt;/span&gt; muke gw jadi mirip shinchan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah tuh....diapus....hidup normal lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorenya..&lt;br /&gt;abis solat ashar gw... ucuk2 pake &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lipstik&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;gak ada angin gak ada ujan.. *ujan sik*&lt;br /&gt;padahal gak ada tamu, gak mo pergi jugak, ga ada rencana kondangan dalam waktu dekat jugak, seharian cuma duduk didepan laptop sama nonton tv..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abis maghrib..&lt;br /&gt;gw ngaca lagi, trus... moles2 lipstik di pipi.. seolah2 pake mouse &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blush on&lt;/span&gt; atau solid blush on..&lt;br /&gt;berhubung muke gw item, gak keliatan hasilnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trus sekarang,&lt;br /&gt;gw lagi make &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rok&lt;/span&gt;, rok taun kapan gak tau deh,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngaca ngaca.. pas sadar gw lagi pake rok, lalu me review kelakuan gw hari ini.. gw merasa.. seperti.. bencong yang baru menemukan jati dirinya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semoga malem ini gw gak punya hasrat buat bawa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bass betot&lt;/span&gt; dan joget uget-uget di lampu merah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-1804765430687193792?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/1804765430687193792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=1804765430687193792' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/1804765430687193792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/1804765430687193792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/03/banci-kaleng-baru-mletek.html' title='banci kaleng baru mletek'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-1814621801427118078</id><published>2010-03-13T13:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T14:32:07.156+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Menu of the day: pizzamie and martabak isi mie..</title><content type='html'>alohaaaa..nabir quinn is in the house y'all!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hari ini, seperti biasa, clingak clinguk gak tau mau ngapain.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*tau sih, harusnya ngerapihin data buat skripsi, tapi males*&lt;/span&gt; jadi gak tau lagi mo ngapain.. biasanya sih kalo punya duit, gw jalan2 paling standar ke ambass atau kalo males jalan, gw simply jajan ke minimarket terdekat,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berhubung dompet eyke kosong cin,, jadinya kedua kegiatan tsb sulit dilaksanakan,,jadinya gw cabs kedapur, clingak clingukan disana, daaannn alhamdulillah menemukan beberapa benda berharga,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebenernya sih udah makan, makanannya enak bgt lagih, ayam kecap pedes buatan nyokap,,tapi emang dasar perut bolong yee,,rasa2nya gak betah kalo gak ngunyah siang2 hampa bgini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;benda berharga tersebut antara lain: indomie goreng, telor, daaaaannn kulit pangsit,,&lt;br /&gt;tadinya mo capcuss aja bikin indomie pake telor biasa, cumaaaa yaa yang namanya koki handal pasti males lah masak yg ordinary2 gitu.. (d'oh males -_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bingung antara mo bikin pizza mie atau martabak isi mie *mengingat gw punya pangsit*..akhirnya gw putuskan untuk bikin dua2nya dgn bahan2 seminimal mungkin krn actually gw masih kenyang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S5s7Kv1aZcI/AAAAAAAAAH0/wpw2B-d-eeE/s1600-h/bbb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S5s7Kv1aZcI/AAAAAAAAAH0/wpw2B-d-eeE/s320/bbb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448013230059972034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu diatas bahan2nya eyke foto.. gw bopong2 laptop bok ke dapur..haha biar gampang uploadnya.. trus singkat kata bahan2 tersebut siap digoreng seperti gambar dibawah.. berhubung gw cuma pake 1 bungkus indomie jadinya martabaknya cuma jadi 3 biji, sisanya buat pizza..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S5s7K_xuM7I/AAAAAAAAAH8/roS6todmH1E/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S5s7K_xuM7I/AAAAAAAAAH8/roS6todmH1E/s320/Picture+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448013234339460018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gorang goreng gorang goreng. jengjeeeeeeng...hasilnya seperti gambar dibawah ini.. kalo kalian melihat sosok yang melambaikan tangan itu adalah ceker ayam yang gw ambil dr masakan nyokap hr ini..nyeheehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oiya, biasanya sih orang2 suka komenin hasil gorengan gw agak kelewat kecoklatan, itu bukan krn gw gak sengaja cinn,,tapi emang kalo goreng2an gw sukanya yg crispy&amp;amp;crunchy gitu, jadinya mesti digoreng agak lama,,hoho,, makanya gw lebih enjoy makan tempe di tukang gorengan drpd tempe mendoan,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S5s7LbMIPDI/AAAAAAAAAIE/3YXxmMX0rFg/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S5s7LbMIPDI/AAAAAAAAAIE/3YXxmMX0rFg/s320/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448013241697975346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo,,this is it!!! pizza mie and martabak isi mie ala chef nabir quinn..so hot so yummyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S5s7Ltk2JTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/eRlBL6lXFVo/s1600-h/Picture+005.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/_hLOqFvEycLM/S5s7Ltk2JTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/eRlBL6lXFVo/s320/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448013246633485618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohooo,, i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;looooove&lt;/span&gt; main masak2an..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-1814621801427118078?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/1814621801427118078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=1814621801427118078' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/1814621801427118078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/1814621801427118078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/03/menu-of-day-pizzamie-and-martabak-isi.html' title='Menu of the day: pizzamie and martabak isi mie..'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S5s7Kv1aZcI/AAAAAAAAAH0/wpw2B-d-eeE/s72-c/bbb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-9018034623954637876</id><published>2010-03-02T23:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T09:52:50.492+07:00</updated><title type='text'>smile</title><content type='html'>really funny I just got a nice coincidence,, i currently deal with “smile therapy” which has pretty much triggered by my previous post.. the therapy is not literally smiling to everybody in every time, it’s a therapy where you just have to smile whenever you got a hard moment in you day.. smile to yourself, for yourself,,it helps you to ease the bad feelings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it’s really important to me, since for me, bad feelings such as angry, disappointed, and sad are nothing but a lost..people really should get over it as soon as possible..  it’s not tangible, but physically exhausting,, so it’s worth nothing to keep it up,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the coincidence part is, I just watch glee (current tv serial i watch),,and kids in the glee club sing a song that touch me pretty good,, it has a real strong lyrics, titled “smile”..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smile though your heart is aching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smile even though it's breaking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you smile through your fear and sorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smile and maybe tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll see the sun come shining through for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Light up your face with gladness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hide every trace of sadness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Although a tear may be ever so near &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's the time you must keep on trying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smile, what's the use of crying? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you just smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's the time you must keep on trying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smile, what's the use of crying? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you just smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-9018034623954637876?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/9018034623954637876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=9018034623954637876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/9018034623954637876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/9018034623954637876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/03/smile.html' title='smile'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-7456225081410427388</id><published>2010-03-01T15:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T16:42:46.623+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hari ini: astaghfirullah hal adzim</title><content type='html'>selamat sore!!! hari ini hari luar biasa... patut diceritakan.. mari segera kita mulai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semalem gw nginep dikosan zanty di kutek krn baru pulang dr ujung genteng, dan krn udh malem, jadinya gw memutuskan untuk nginep aja drpd pulang. nyampe kosan lgsg mandi, solat, dan tewas sejadi2nya setelah melalui perjalanan selama kurang lebih 10 jam di mobil *tanpa tidur*.  cerita ttg ujung genteng mungkin akan gw ceritakan kapan2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagi ini gw bangun jam 6 buat solat trus tidur lagi krn masih super capek. bangun lagi jam 8 krn gw dan zanty janjian buat ngampus pagi. zanty mo sit in di asisnya via, gw mo mampir ke ruang skripsi bentar trus pulang. nyampe dikampus lumayan krik krik krik, mondar mandir clingak clinguk ga tau mo ngapain. niat ke ruang skripsi ilang seiring dgn sakit kepala gr2 kurang tidur sepertinya. sempet mampir ke labkom fe krn labkom depie blom dibuka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagi itu sekitar jam 10, gw udah super pengen pulang, badan dan kepala rasanya butuh direbahin lagi. tp dr td ditunda terus gr2 badan gw lemes, rasa2nya badan gak sanggup dibawa menempuh perjalanan pulang..*astaghfirullaahhh* sempet duduk di lobi perpus sambil tipis2 tiduran, sambil nungguin badan berasa enakan dibawa jalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya maksain buat pulang walaupun sebenernya masih pengen ketemu anak2 yg hr itu kuliah. eh alhamdulillah di makara ketemu widi, disusul shirin, dan laras, jadinya ngobrol dulu di makara sama mereka sambil ngedudukin badan dan jajan jajanan bazar. ngobrol panjang lebar nampaknya sedikit memulihkan badan gw yg lemes. walaupun nggak sepenuhnya memulihkan. akhirnya jam stengah satu gw cabs dr kampus krn ada roman2 mo ujan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;distasiun memutuskan naik ekspress krn baru di informasikan kalo itu yg mau lewat. bela2in bayar 9ribu supaya cepet sampe rumah. kereta inilah yang membuat hari gw jadi super astaghfirullah hal adzim. awalnya gw memutuskan untuk naik ekspress krn pasti lebih cepet, keretanya cuma berenti di UI, tebet, gondangdia, trus langsung kota. berhubung gw turun di tebet, jadi memilih kereta ekspress adalah pilihan super fit sama sikon gw siang itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rupanya hari ini gw diajak bercanda sama allah. badan lagi super lemes, tau2 kereta yg gw naikkin gak berenti di tebet. sempet melotot sambil speechless waktu stasiun tebet dilalui kereta itu tanpa berenti. sambil malu juga soalnya pas udh deket di tebet, gw berdiri deket pintu biar langsung keluar. trus pelan2 duduk lagi sambil shock dan malu gr2 ternyata keretanya gak berenti di tebet. fyi, yg berdiri siap2 mo turun ditebet wkt itu cuma gw doang. yg lain duduk anteng seolah2 pada tau kalo ditebet gak berenti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;astaghfirullaaaaaaaaahhhh. gak punya energi lagi buat kesel, marah, bete. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cuma bisa senyum&lt;/span&gt;. lemes. pasraaaaaaahhh ya allaaahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turun di gondangdia super gak punya clue harus ngapain dan kemana. dengan bawaan tas baju kotor yg super berat. badan super lemes. muka super dekil.  gw mungkin persis seperti mba2 dari jawa baru dtng ke jakarta mo ngelamar jadi babu. clingukan nyari pintu keluar, ketemunya mushola. biasanya gw gak pernah bela2in solat kalo lg diperjalanan kecil bgitu. berhubung gw merasa lg diajak bercanda sama allah, gw mampir bentarlah solat dzuhur untuk menyampaikan senyum gw.. hahahahaha skut aje, God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelar solat gw jalan keluar stasiun. clingak clinguk liat2 angkot yg lewat. gak ada angkot yg lewat. jalan sekitar 100 meter *tetep sambil bawa tas baju yg berat itu*. clingak clinguk lagi. diem. clingak clinguk..akhirnya nanya sama tukang warung. ternyata gw masih bisa memperbaiki perjalanan dgn mudah. cuma lebih jauh aja *pastinya*. akhirnya jalan lagi ke jalanan dimana gw bisa naik angkot, sekitar 100 meter lagi. haahh tahaaaannnn..ada duit sih kalo mo naik taksi. tapi perasaan ingin menyelesaikan tantangan ini lebih besar. gw tertantang melalui ujian kesabaran ini!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesuai instruksi ibu2 yg gw tanya tadi, gw hrs naik metro mini 502. datanglah benda tersebut. dan subhanallah.. penuh sangat!! tantangan ini belum berakhir, nina..&lt;br /&gt;turun dr metro mini di kampung melayu, lalu..... hujan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diangkot. duduk dipojok. mangku 2 tas, yang satu tas besar. badan lemes. mata ngantuk. perut laper. badan basah. astaghfirullah hal adzim..mari senyum saja, ninaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya, bisa sampai disini, dirumah.&lt;br /&gt;dekil. kuyu. laper. basah. lemes. ngantuk. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;senyum&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhir kata, astaghfirullah hal adzim..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s i love my ipod so much. setiap perjalanan yg berat jadi jauh lebih ringan krn ada benda itu. jadi lebih gampang senyum kalo lagi susah..diperjalanan pulang sempet attracted sama lagunya the ting tings yg judulnya traffic light..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't you be a traffic light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with all things said you turn to red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we've come so far, yet, back to the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't you be a round-about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh, now, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't misread the signs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you turn the key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then things will turn out fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let's not have a break down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no, not another breakdown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you're on your own, a long way from home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let's not have a breakdown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-7456225081410427388?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/7456225081410427388/comments/default' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-569154175737513503</id><published>2010-02-13T19:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T20:07:48.612+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sahabat Sejati</title><content type='html'>oh my.. gw sedang asik mengerjakan skripsi sambil puter lagu (shuffle mode:on).. tiba tiba diputar lagu ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sahabat sejatiku, hilangkah dari ingatanmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Di hari kita saling berbagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dengan kotak sejuta mimpi, aku datang menghampirimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kuperlihat semua hartaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kita s’lalu berpendapat, kita ini yang terhebat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kesombongan di masa muda yang indah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aku raja kaupun raja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aku hitam kaupun hitam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arti teman lebih dari sekedar materi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pegang pundakku, jangan pernah lepaskan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bila ku mulai lelah… lelah dan tak bersinar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remas sayapku, jangan pernah lepaskan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bila ku ingin terbang… terbang meninggalkanmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ku s’lalu membanggakanmu, kaupun s’lalu menyanjungku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aku dan kamu darah abadi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Demi bermain bersama, kita duakan segalanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Merdeka kita, kita merdeka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pegang pundakku, jangan pernah lepaskan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bila ku mulai lelah… lelah dan tak bersinar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remas sayapku, jangan pernah lepaskan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bila ku ingin terbang… terbang meninggalkanmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak pernah kita pikirkan ujung perjalanan ini                &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak usah kita pikirkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:monospace;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;akhir perjalanan ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheila On 7 - Sahabat Sejati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S3ajwOW8sII/AAAAAAAAAHs/t639yqmqn88/s1600-h/6008_120615512137_675602137_2266543_5779304_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S3ajwOW8sII/AAAAAAAAAHs/t639yqmqn88/s320/6008_120615512137_675602137_2266543_5779304_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437713648979849346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love Sheila On 7.. and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love them&lt;/span&gt; above..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-569154175737513503?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/569154175737513503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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uang 20rb di dompet, trus mikir2 mo beli apa dgn uang itu disekitar komplek, sempet ngelirik ke tukang bakmi tapi udah bertekad mengurangi makan mie demi kesehatan,,sempet ngelirik ke tukang burger, tapiiii ga tau knapa gak belok ke tukang burger malah langsung menuju minimarket,,akhirnya gw masuk mini market, dan memutuskan membuat sesuatu aja instead of beli jadi,,pilihan bikin pancake dipilih, jadilah gw beli bahan2 dibawah ini,,gw beli selai strawberry yg kecil harganya 9rb, blueband harganya 5ribu, susu kental manis sachet 2 buah @ seribu jadi 2rb,,sticko 2 ribu, timtam kecil 5ratus, dan kopi goodday (harganya ga tau berapa, lupa),,, mengingat si ibu selalu punya stock telor dan tepung, jadi ga usah beli lagi,,total2 kayanya ngepas 20ribu,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S3ZkLmRhNuI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Oo6ySmFi3uc/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S3ZkLmRhNuI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Oo6ySmFi3uc/s320/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437643750511818466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahan2 dibawa kedapur,,aksi dimulai,,&lt;br /&gt;singkat kata, hasilnya jadi seperti gambar dibawah ini, hmm ya yaaa kalo kalian mikirnya itu mirip telor dadar dikasih kecap dan ditaburin kerupuk, i can understand,,hihihi ga tau kenapa bentuknya jadi begitu, gw emang ga pernah berhasil bikin pancake yg tebel, selalu tipis2 kaya pancake kafe (kantin FE) tanpa diselipin roti didalemnya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(jadi merasa bersalah ngatain pancake kafe rada sinting gr2 nyelipin roti didalemnya)&lt;/span&gt;,,akhirnya gw membuat 5 lapis pancake yg tipis, ditumpuk2 dan disela2nya di olesin selai strawberry dan susu kental manis,,atasnya gw taroin jeruk yg kecil2 krn kebetulan bokap gw baru pulang dan bawa jeruk,,dan kalo kalian perhatikan dengan seksama, gw berusaha menuliskan kata "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nbr&lt;/span&gt;" di atas pancake itu pake susu kental manis, tapi beleber bubar jalan tuh tulisan,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S3ZkLXCQg2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/H4FigjU_tJM/s1600-h/Picture+006.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/_hLOqFvEycLM/S3ZkLXCQg2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/H4FigjU_tJM/s320/Picture+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437643746421277538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keluar dari dapur gw langsung diteriakin nyokap gw yg lagi ada diruang tengah&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "masak apa neeeeeeeeeeeeng?!"&lt;/span&gt; errrr krn takut nyokap gw ngetawain kalo gw sebut masakan gw itu sebagai pancake, jadi gw ngga jawab apa2 tapi langsung bawa kedepan mukenye biar dia liat sendiri hasil karya gw,,sempet mo langsung mo dicobain, tapi gw&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "tunggu tunggu tipis tipis!!!"&lt;/span&gt; bawa ke kamar, foto dulu dalam keadaan utuh,, trus balik lagi keruang tengah krn ibu mo nyobain,, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"gak pake garem yah? pake telor gak? kok pake kecaaaapp??!!"&lt;/span&gt;  buset mak,, itu susu kental manis, cobain dulu napah,, -_- !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah dikomentarin ini itu, dan setelah bokap gw nyobain juga, pancake nya gw bawa lagi ke kamar, difoto lagi krn kurang ditambahin sticko. untuk menikmati hidangan super lezat ini, kita ditemani oleh minuman kesukaan gw yaitu goodday coffee rasa carrebian nut (rasa goodday favorite gw),, seperti foto dibawah,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S3ZkLIHjRdI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YtwgXx2yS64/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S3ZkLIHjRdI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YtwgXx2yS64/s320/Picture+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437643742416946642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo, this is it!!! chocolate strawberry pancake and carrebian nut coffee ala chef nabir quinn,,sooo hot sooo yummyyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S3ZkKmW3CNI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Yzl8GbkoVvg/s1600-h/Picture+010.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/_hLOqFvEycLM/S3ZkKmW3CNI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Yzl8GbkoVvg/s320/Picture+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437643733354350802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sedikit curhat,, gw ini adalah pemakan segala, dan doyan banget makan,,tapi sedihnya gw gak bisa masak,,cuma yang cetek2 gini doang bisanya,, ini juga kan gagal,,sempet ngiri sih melihat temen2 perempuan gw macem widi, icha, happy yang jago masak,,huhu,,tapiiiii mungkin kita bisa lihat the brightside, kalo gw jago masak dengan nafsu makan gw yg segini, bisa tiap hari gw masak makanan yg gw ngidamin, bisa bisa betis gw tambah asoy kan,,untung ga jago masak,alhamdulillaahh,,&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah juga gw gak punya duit begitu banyak. kalo banyak2 nanti duitnya abis mulu buat beli makanan,,bisa tambah eksotis lagi kan betis gw,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhir kata, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alhamdulillah&lt;/span&gt;,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/02/menu-of-day-pankace-coklat-strawberry.html' title='Menu of the day: pankace coklat strawberry...'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S3ZkLmRhNuI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Oo6ySmFi3uc/s72-c/Picture+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-3294328616188340753</id><published>2010-02-05T14:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T14:53:52.973+07:00</updated><title type='text'>semester 8</title><content type='html'>tidak mau kalah dengan anak saya yang melaporkan minggu pertamanya menjajaki semester 6-nya &lt;a href="http://tijahmightymaid.blogspot.com/"&gt;disini&lt;/a&gt;, gw juga punya cerita yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*menurut gw*&lt;/span&gt; menarik di dunia perkuliahan gw di semester &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*hopefully*&lt;/span&gt; terakhir ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;semester 8&lt;/span&gt;; gw cuma ambil 1 mata kuliah PRU dan skripsi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seperti teman2 IE2006 lainnya, semester terakhir mungkin jadi semester paling mikirin IPK buat kita. ga tau knapa gw merasa kok kita semua telat banget mikirin ipk disaat2 terakhir gini. disaat udah mulai susah banget memperbaiki ipk. udah terlambatlah pokoknya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke. intinya semua berharap mata kuliah yang kita ambil skrg bisa dapet A, biar tujuan dr masing2 bisa tercapai. ada yang tujuannya lulus 4 tahun, lulus dgn ipk3, lulus cumlaude, macem2. semester ini kita harus dapet A!!!!!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*amin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begitu juga dengan gw. tujuan gw cuma pengen ngebuletin ipk doang sih sebenernya. tapi tetep mesti dapet A. at least A- masih boleh laaa..jadi akhir2 ini gw lagi sering2nya menyusun strategi dgn teman2 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*mostly laki2, ga tau knapa*&lt;/span&gt; gimana caranya biar bisa dapet A. *satu diantara* kita bahas bagaimana metode konvensional macem dateng ke kelas-absen-ujian hanya menjelang ujian-ngerjain tugas itu masih belum menjamin dapetnya nilai A. sudah dibuktikan di 7 semester sebelumnya. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadiiii..gw menarik kesimpulan dari beberapa diskusi bahwa semester ini harus jadi semester carmuk (alias cari muka). usahakan mepet sedekat mungkin sama dosen untuk mencari simpati. bisa dengan banyak nanya di dalem kelas, ngasih pendapat di dalem kelas, atau yang membutuhkan less kemampuan otak yaitu jadi ketua kelas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yak! itulah yang gw lakukan di kelas PRU. dengan niat mendekatkan diri dengan dosen *selain dengan tuhan*, gw mengajukan diri jadi ketua kelas... kikikikikkkkk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sungguh luar biasa out of ordinary seorang nabir mau/berani/gak tau malu untuk mengajukan diri sebagai ketua kelas. gw merasa luar biasa...luar biasa pedenya..hahaaaayyyyy..auk ah bodo amat. semoga Allah meng-consider usaha gw itu untuk memberikan  nilai A dikelas PRU. A- gapapa deh...*yah yah yah, Allah yaahhh, boleh yaaaahhh pliiiisss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err udah sih itu aja. skripsi gw? merayap,,jalan sih,, tapi merayap dengan lambannya,, i mean bener2 lamban,,lambannya tuh kaya lambaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnn banget,,sumpah deh lamban,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeh. akhir kata, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plisssss, Allaaaahh! pliiiiisssss,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-3294328616188340753?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/3294328616188340753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=3294328616188340753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/3294328616188340753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/3294328616188340753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/02/semester-8.html' title='semester 8'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-7462843074719482565</id><published>2010-02-05T09:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T10:06:22.419+07:00</updated><title type='text'>missing this</title><content type='html'>pagi ini gw punya misi membersihkan foto2 gak penting di facebook. awalnya krn merasa jumlah foto di FB gw mulai banyak dan jadi pengen ngebenahin yang gak penting macem tag-an dr online shop, tag-an acara kampus, tag-an org yg gak deket, dll. jadinya mau gak mau mesti ngebukain page foto satu2,,misi pembersihan berjalan lancar sampai akhirnya gw menemukan foto yang membuat gw beralih dr kerjaan membersihkan foto2 ke blog ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini adalah foto2 gw bersama orang2 yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*kalo mereka gak keberatan*&lt;/span&gt; gw sebut sahabat. mereka adalah sebagian dr mahasiswa IE2006 yang biasa menamakan diri kami sebagai piggIEs atau gw sebenernya lebih suka menyebutnya sebagai 06IErs &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*lebih general-lebih gak eksklusif-lebih gak genk-ies*&lt;/span&gt;. mereka membanggakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lokasinyaaa...di &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*mantan*&lt;/span&gt; kosan gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kegiatannyaa.. belajar bersama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foto2 ini diambil dr album "Go for Advanced macroeconomics" by Aisha Humaira di FB. hari itu emang kita niatkan untuk belajar dikosan krn besok ada ujian makro. hari itu dimulai dengan makan dikafe sabagai pengisian amunisi, lalu mulai beranjak ke kosan gw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kita sampe minjem kasur kanopi segala krn tau persis bakal banyak yang nginep di aula kosan. hihi itu kasurnya yg biru dibawa sama aldi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S2uBzLYOgUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/djDH6V-UCXA/s1600-h/4416_86688259034_580739034_1739061_6912076_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S2uBzLYOgUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/djDH6V-UCXA/s320/4416_86688259034_580739034_1739061_6912076_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434580091580350786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini adalah metode belajar tercanggih yg pernah gw lakukan bersama 06IErs, kita pecah orang2 yang datang ke kosan gw menjadi sekitar 6 fokus grup yang mendalami suatu materi, dan nanti bertanggung jawab menjelaskannya ke temen2nya yang lain,,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*see..membanggakan kan?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S2uBygJZ2WI/AAAAAAAAAG8/V0JR4c-ypTQ/s1600-h/4416_86688144034_580739034_1739041_6345912_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S2uBygJZ2WI/AAAAAAAAAG8/V0JR4c-ypTQ/s320/4416_86688144034_580739034_1739041_6345912_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434580079975455074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belajar mulai beranjak malem, otak mulai lemah gr2 perut kosong,,jadi isi amunisi dulu,,masih di tempat yang sama. untuk masalah efisiensi, kita sengaja menggunakan delivery service nya kafe mawar di depan kosan gw, menu yg tersedia ada nasgor, miegor, ayam bakar, sate,dll,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S2uByR_k2uI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BY25D0YQ3Y4/s1600-h/4416_86688174034_580739034_1739047_3413795_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S2uByR_k2uI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BY25D0YQ3Y4/s320/4416_86688174034_580739034_1739047_3413795_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434580076176136930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seperti biasa, kalo ada permintaan belajar dikosan, itu pertanda bahwa mata kuliah yg mau di ujianin gak main2, dan sebagai mahasiswa yang bertanggung jawab kita juga gak main2 belajarnya. sampe pagi bookkk!!! yah namanya manusia bisa capek juga, ini korban2 yang bergelimpangan ditengah usahanya meraih cita2,,haha,,tetep loh tidurnya maksa, cuma beralaskan karpet, sebantal berdua, dikelilingi sama fotokopian materi ujian,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S2uByLY1iQI/AAAAAAAAAGs/N9Lb_6Ch9Ls/s1600-h/4416_86688244034_580739034_1739059_5867166_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S2uByLY1iQI/AAAAAAAAAGs/N9Lb_6Ch9Ls/s320/4416_86688244034_580739034_1739059_5867166_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434580074403039490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berhubung kami orang waras dan gak suka main2, maka dijamin gak ada kecacatan yg terjadi selama belajar dikosan gw,,kita serius dan penuh konsentrasi, semua fokus,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke. gw bohong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini bukti kecacatan yang terjadi selama malam itu. diawali dengan pose homok antara ulay dan uchal. membaca comment foto ini di FB lumayan bikin ngakak sekaligus geli. disamping kanannya ada adegan pemijitan punggung uchal oleh abah bhas. ternyata bhas jago mijit juga lho, pemijitan ini berlangsung cukup lama, secara uchal sangat menikmatinya dan bhas terlihat tidak keberatan untuk memijit, ada perbincangan konyol yg terjadi saat adegan ini berlangsung, sempet terekam juga di video hape gw, tapi sayannya berhubung memory hape gw corrupt, jadi semua foto dan video ilang, hiks *curcol*,, foto yang ketigaaaa hahaha,, foto ini bikin gw ngakak pol, apalagi liat commentnya di FB,,judulnya adalah "ketika ras memisahkan kita", diperankan oleh shirin dan wibi. sebenernya shirin gak memainkan perannya, dia emang lagi tidur beneran. si kunyuk kurang ajar ini memiliki ide brilian untuk bikin foto yang seolah2 menggambarkan dia dan shirin tidur sebelahan. kalo gw inget2 proses pengambilan fotonya bikin gw tambah ketawa lagi soalnya wibi sempet takut2 gtu ngedeketin mukanya ke depan muka shirin, takut digaplok mungkin. sok2an nya kaya lagi bikin adegan ayat2 cinta gtu deh haha. captionya "ketika ras memisahkan kita" soalnya yang satu arab yang satu cina..hhaha. foto yang ke empat juga sangat menghibur, lebih menghibur lagi sebenernya kalo liat kejadiannya langsung. yang berada dibalik pashmina berwarna hijau itu ada happy yang lagi tidur. lagi2 si wibi yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*gak bisa idup kalo gak jadi cacat*&lt;/span&gt; ceritanya menutupi jenasah happy yang terkapar. awalnya pashmina itu dipake happy cuma sampe pinggang. trus di selimutin ke seluruh tubuh happy oleh si wibi, sambil berucap, "ikhlasin aja yah teman2,," *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S2uBx6pFd9I/AAAAAAAAAGk/o14KQc9P0D8/s1600-h/gabung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S2uBx6pFd9I/AAAAAAAAAGk/o14KQc9P0D8/s320/gabung.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434580069907789778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huaaaaaa gw kangen banget masa2 seperti iniii.. ketawa bareng, belajar bareng, saling ngajarin satu sama lain, saling bantuin satu sama lain. di satu sisi sangat membanggakan di sisi lain sangat fuuuunnnnn!!! fun to the max! kangen juga sama kosan ini. bisa dipastiin mungkin udah ga ada lagi kesempatan buat gw bisa melakukan kegiatan ini sama 06IErs. hiks. miss this sooo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagi2 gw dipaksa untuk mengakui kalo hidup gw itu sempurna banget. gw punya mereka. dengan fungsi yang sangat positif. mereka hadir di hari2 gw bukan cuma buat hura2, ketawa2, happy2, curhat2,,tapi punya fungsi yang kontributif dalam kebaikan sisi akademis gw,,gw bangga dan sangat bersyukur bisa nyemplung di lingkungan ini, di komunitas ini, di keluarga ini,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhir kata, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love you 06IErs&lt;/span&gt;,,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-7462843074719482565?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/7462843074719482565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=7462843074719482565' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/7462843074719482565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/7462843074719482565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/02/missing-this.html' title='missing this'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S2uBzLYOgUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/djDH6V-UCXA/s72-c/4416_86688259034_580739034_1739061_6912076_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-8712412739212064653</id><published>2010-01-27T21:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T15:34:33.632+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kajian Ekonomi dan Pembangunan Indonesia</title><content type='html'>ehm. oke. hari ini gw baru saja menjalani rapat LPJ Kanopi 2009 yang merupakan tahun ke-3 gw bergabung dalam organisasi Kanopi. Bisa dipastikan ini adalah tahun terakhir gw bisa berkontribusi di Kanopi sebagai pengurus. Sangat lega, sangat sedih, dan merasa sangat beruntung. Biar gimana 3 tahun bukan waktu yang sedikit, hampir sama dengan masa kuliah gw dimulai dr maba dulu sampe skrg hampir mo lulus *insya allah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway intinya gw mau mengekspresikan betapa gw merasa beruntung berada di organisasi ini untuk sekian lama. banyaaakkk banget pembelajaran yang gw dapet disini. baik yang sifatnya menambah keahlian, pengaktualisasian diri, sampai jadi ajang gw buat mengenal karakter diri gw sendiri dalam bersosialisasi. dan semua itu adalah pembelajaran yang sangat besar dan sangat berarti buat gw. disini juga gw sangat difasilitasi untuk mengasah sense ekonomi terutama dalam bentuk diskusi.  cuma disini gw merasa ga perlu malu untuk mengeluarkan pendapat mengenai masalah ekonomi. disini kita semua pemula. masih boleh salah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belum lagi SDM yang gw temui disini. mereka semua incredible. hampir semuanya menurut gw punya pribadi yang overall luar biasa. di satu sisi mereka semua pinter2 dan di sisi lain mereka asik2. i mean bener2 pinter dan bener2 asik. both side maximum. bukan main maximum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yakk!! karir pertama gw di kanopi dimulai dari divisi manajemen internal (MI). divisi ini kepalai oleh maber, wakilnya itu grace dan staf2nya itu gw, ruhum, widi, dan santi. tim ini tim yang ceria. disini gw jadi penanggung jawab perpus kanopi dan surat2an. hehe gak banyak sih, makanya gw bisa memanfaatkan waktu untuk aktif di beberapa kepanitiaan. yang paling besar tanggung jawabnya waktu itu adalah jadi sekum KE. kalo dipikir2 lumayan jg waktu itu berani jd sekum, secara masih abal2 di kepanitiaan. kayanya baru disitu keahlian jadi manager gw diasah, dan hasilnya sih kayanya not bad. trus diakhir jadi PO musma, LPJ, sama pemilu. agak capek banget di kerjaan yang terakhir, tapi alhamdulillah banyak belajar juga. oiyaaa!!! yang lebih alhamdulillah lagi adalah di akhir kepengurusan gw dinobatkan sebagai best staff dari divisi MI,,hehe,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S2BNSW7_kEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/oIIOl0VRFC0/s1600-h/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S2BNSW7_kEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/oIIOl0VRFC0/s320/Image073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431426128399011906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laluuuu,, tahun kedua dikanopi diisi dengan menjadi wakadiv suatu divisi yang brand new, yaitu HIT atau Humas, Informasi dan Teknologi. cukup passionate juga waktu memilih untuk apply ke divisi ini, waktu itu kerjaan inceran gw adalah mading eksternal. maklum, selama mading masih di bawah tanggung jawab MI, gw merasa mading eksternal kurang dimanfaatkan sebagai ajang eksisnya kanopi sbg organisasi kajian. dan entah kenapa juga sih gw menggebu2 banget untuk memperbaiki fungsi mading, mungkin krn gw sedikit tertarik sama yg pake design2 gtu. hehe gak jago tapi mau sok2an design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SDM disini sooooooooooooo much fun! mungkin saat itu divisi HIT adalah tim tersolid yang pernah gw geluti. kita rajin ngumpul, selain krn emang kerjaan kita kerjaan rutin, tapi mungkin untuk sebagian tim lain, susah untuk memaintain kerutinan tersebut. and i guess we (HITMAN) did it well. oiya! divisi hebat ini dikontributori oleh uchal sgb kadiv, gw sbg wakadiv, lalu ada bhas, banyu, thita dan sheny sebagai staf2 yang menyenangkan. mostly kerjaan kita berputar di urusan cari konten, design, mading, dan publikasi. hehe,, sisi alhamdulillahnya adalah gw kembali di nobatkan sebagai pengurus terbaik dua kali berturut2 dari 2 kali periode performance appraisal. itu gak mungkin bisa tercapai tanpa staf2 yang supportif dan partner yang siap siaga. pokoknya gw sayang bgt sama divisi ini. ini ada foto2 kita waktu teambuilding,,teawalk di gunung mas, foto2 di depan mesjid di gunung mas, makan bekal yg dibawa bhas bareng2 disitu sampe nyewa mangkok tukang bakso sebagai piring makan kita &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*makasih banget yah bhas dibawain bekal, makasih juga mommy nya bhas yg mau gorengin kentang sama nuggetnya*&lt;/span&gt;, trus berhubung kami diet dan punya perut kecil, acara hr itu jauh dr kesan makan2 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*kibul!!!!* &lt;/span&gt;haha kita lanjut makan di cimory puncak, trus turun lagi,, daan lanjut makan di macaroni panggang di bogor,,hihihi,,ampun deh tuh perut,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S2FLl6kI4hI/AAAAAAAAAGc/KhJHqQopkGg/s1600-h/bloghithoho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 163px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S2FLl6kI4hI/AAAAAAAAAGc/KhJHqQopkGg/s320/bloghithoho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431705740333605394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeng jeng jeeeeeng!!! berikutnya adalah tahun ketiga. tahun dimana gw memiliki tanggung jawab yang sangat berat dan sensitif..yaitu jadi bendahara umum. ga tau deh knapa gw dipercayakan untuk memegang jabatan ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekedar intermezo,, intermezo yang akan gw ceritakan ini baru gw ceritakan ke dua orang saja kalo ga salah,,jadi dulu gw sempet punya ketakutan/feeling/roman2 bakal diminta jadi bendum baik itu happy atau roy yang menang pemilu, hahah agak pede juga sih gw punya feeling kaya gini, tapi symtoms nya membahasakan demikian. perasaan gw saat itu, jujur sedikit tersanjung tapi lebih di dominasi sama ketakutan dan sedikit kemalesan. sempet dibuat bingung juga sama kandidat yang maju jadi ketum saat itu, ada happy, roy, dan vicy. selama masa kampanye jujur sedikitpun gw ga condong ke salah satu dari 3 kandidat itu, bahkan dari 2 sahabat gw sendiri. tapi gw anti golput *pernah gw bahas di &lt;a href="http://ninanamira.blogspot.com/2008/07/jangan-golput.html"&gt;sini&lt;/a&gt;*. jadi berangkatlah gw ke bilik tanpa tau mau pilih siapa. di dalem bilik, gw membuat keputusan kilat dengan pertimbangan yang asal goblek. gw memilih vicy. alasannya,,, kalaupun vicy meminta gw untuk jadi bendumnya, mungkin gw akan dengan entengnya menolak dia. sedangkan kalo roy atau happy yang minta,,ehmm,,ga bisa,,gw ga bisa nolak permintaan temen. jujur menyoblos muka vicy dengan pertimbangan sedangkal itu membuat gw geli sendiri dan merasa sengklek seketika. lalu sekonyong2 timbul hasrat untuk melengkapi ke-sengklekan keputusan itu dengan membuat bolongan yg besar di box mukanya vicy. kalo pas perhitungan suara ada yg liat kertas suara dengan bolongan berbentuk kotak full menghilangkan bagian foto vicy, mungkin itu kertas suara gw. ngoookkk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eniweyyy usaha sengklek itu tidak berhasil. gw memang ditakdirkan menjadi bendum kanopi 2009. dan setahun berjalan, gw merasa makin konyol kalo inget proses pengambilan keputusan di dalam bilik sengklek itu. gak pantes bgt gw ketakutan menghadapi tanggung jawab ini, and most of all, melewati satu kesempatan memiliki keluarga hebat ini. rugi banget gw kalo sampe kelewatan kesempatan mahal ini. dan gw cukup yakin gw bakal nyesel ditengah jalan kalo sampe gw ga gabung lagi di kanopi. jadi bendum gak susah, lebih umumnya, jadi PI juga ga susah. ini krn gw selalu merasa punya partner yang se-siap-siaga roy dan happy. oooh guys, mereka bener2 PI yang baik, gak sempurna memang, tapi they've done their best. gw kadang suka malu sendiri mengambil posisi ternyampah dr satu tim PI ini. kadang gw suka enggan berpusing2 ria menghadapi masalah yang ada di kanopi dan maunya ngambil yg enteng2 aja. dan gw malu sendiri melihat bagaimana partner gw begitu tidak egoisnya menjalankan amanah ini. gw salut sama happy dan roy atas semua passion, ide, dan cita2 mereka terhadap kanopi. gak mudah banget pasti jadi mereka, terutama happy yang mau gak mau jadi bumper paling depan kalo ada apa2 yg jelek ttg kanopi. dan itu pasti berat. pasti banyak banget keluh kesah yang ingin dimuntahin happy ttg tantangan yang dihadapi selama jadi kapten kapal ini. mungkin juga keluh kesahnya punya bendum se dodol gw. happy hebat. roy juga hebat. gw lega bisa melewati tanggung jawab ini bersama orang2 hebat seperti mereka. *duh mulai watery nih mata gw*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S2BNTQEwN_I/AAAAAAAAAGU/sbUiYT4vZcw/s1600-h/DSC_0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S2BNTQEwN_I/AAAAAAAAAGU/sbUiYT4vZcw/s320/DSC_0460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431426143736575986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untuk happy dan roy,,kalian adalah pihak2 yang turut membuat gw berpikir kalau... Tuhan itu sayang sama gw. makasih yah hep,,roy,,untuk semua mua nya,, untuk hadir dihidup gw sebagai apapun itu namanya, sahabat mungkin kalo kalian gak keberatan,,gw minta maaf kalau fungsi gw sebagai teman atau partner kalian masih memiliki banyak kekurangan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw gak sempurna, tapi kalian selalu menyempurnakan gw,,seriously,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terima kasiiiiiiiiiiiiihhh sekali kepada kanopi, terima kasih gw diperbolehkan mencicipi segala pelajaran, keceriaan, kehangatan sahabat, ilmu yang bermanfaat, dan hal2 indah lainnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pada akhirnya keluh kesah yang gw rasakan sewaktu menjalankan tugas jadi hilang seketika setelah semuanya berakhir..setelah sadar berapa banyak kebahagiaan yang udah gw dapatkan..gak tangible memang..tapi mahal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhir kata,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i love you, kanopi..&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/8034181890893978636-8712412739212064653?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/8712412739212064653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=8712412739212064653' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/8712412739212064653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/8712412739212064653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/01/kajian-ekonomi-dan-pembangunan.html' title='Kajian Ekonomi dan Pembangunan Indonesia'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S2BNSW7_kEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/oIIOl0VRFC0/s72-c/Image073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-7683379245884966935</id><published>2010-01-22T14:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T16:41:31.464+07:00</updated><title type='text'>shock theraphy in the morning</title><content type='html'>pagi ini super luar biasa. gw bangun pagi banget buat ke kampus. mandi dan lalala jam6pagi trus berhubung si ibu dan bapak lagi makan roti bareng, gw jadi terpanggil untuk ikut duduk diruang itu dan makan bareng. yang bikin luar biasa adalah perbincangan yang dimulai sama babe gw. awalnya si babe cerita pengalamannya jalan2 ke bogor sendirian, suasananya pagi itu casual banget, ngobrol2 sambil sarapan. lalu si ibu cabs ke kamar bentar buat ngambil ongkos buat gw ke kampus. saat itulah si babe memulainya. tiba2,, "nina kenapa gak pake jilbab?" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krn si babe ngomongnya kaya lagi ngomongin sesuatu yg enteng gtu, gw jadi merasa gak tertekan sama skali waktu ditanya pertanyaan itu. tapi rasa shock itu membara setengah mati. gw menjawab sambil tetep makan, "ahhh?! susah amat..". dijawab begitu ekspresi si babe jg santai aja,"iya sih susah, kalo dibiasain sih pasti bisa kali yah,, si aqis pake jilbab lama2 biasa tuh kan" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*fyi, aqis adalah sepupu gw yg udah pake jilbab 3tahunan gtu*&lt;/span&gt;. walaupun suasana ngobrolnya tetep santai, tapi jujur gw ga bisa jawab atau menimpali pernyataan si babe. gw diem. sambil berusaha tetep santai. beliau nanya lagi, "apa suatu yg mustahil bagi nina buat pake jilbab?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W A D U H.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makin kemari makin gak santai perbincangannya. gw mulai grogi. tapi tau persis jawaban dr pertanyaan itu. "ohh kalo mustahil sih, ngga sama sekaliii,,".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pertanyaan itu membuat gw flashback singkat ke taun 2004 lalu. kondisinya gw lagi ditinggal nyokap pergi haji. gw yang fully in charge dirumah ngurusin semuanyaa dari mesen makanan sampe ke ogkos sekolah abang2 gw. tingkat kedewasaan lagi di uji2nya. kesehatan emosional lagi stabil2nya krn selalu dituntut konsen sama yg harus dikerjain. pokoknya hidup lagi teratur2nya krn berusaha menjaga kepercayaan dr tanggung jawab yg dikasih. disitu gw kepikiran pake jilbab. tiba2 aja. faktornya bisa jadi beberapa hal. mostly karena lingkungan. dulu di awal2 di SMA, gw lumayan in touch sama kawan2 yg aktif di rohis. gw bahkan sempet ikut semacam LDKS *lupa kepanjangannya apa* tapi intinya ke puncak tapi kegiatannya sarat sama keislaman gtu. di akhir2 malah gw sempet rutin solat dhuha di sekolah krn banyak temen gw yg solat dhuha juga. alhamdulillah gw nyemplung di lingkungan anak pinter2 dan baik2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi ide untuk pake jilbab itu murni akibat pikiran yg lagi "bener". gw sampe sempet minta duit sama si babe buat beli baju2 lengan panjang. tapi akhirnya ga kejadian. gw tanyain pendapat si ibu ttg ide itu lewat sms *berhubung doi lg di arab*. dia malah nyuruh gw untuk pikir2 lagi. intinya ibu mengingatkan gw bahwa ada kemungkinan kalo kepengenan itu hanya bersifat sementara/mood2an/labil dsb. ini yg gw suka dr keluarga ini. super demokratis. bahkan si ibu yg lagi di tanah suci, yg normalnya lagi alim2nya,,yg harusnya mungkin seneng denger anaknya pengen pake jilbab,, tapi ibu mungkin memposisikan dirinya sebagai gw yg masih muda, masih labil, belom bisa mikir panjang. tapi ini maksudnya bukan si ibu ngelarang gw pake jilbab, bukan. dia cuma nyuruh gw untuk mikir2 lagi. mikir lah gw..batal lah jadinya sampe skrg blom pake jilbab..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menurut gw.. perkara pake jilbab itu sama sekali bukan perkara gampang. gak gampang sama sekali. nature wanita itu adalah pencinta fashion atau yaaa gampangnya suka bereksperiman dgn penampilannya. dan somehow memakai jilbab itu sedikit banyak membatasi eksplorasi seorang wanita untuk bereksperimen dgn dirinya. buat wanita yang modern dan enerjik mungkin jadi tantangan yg lebih berat lagi. jadi terbatas kalo mo berenang brng temen2, jadi aneh kalo masuk club, jadi salah kalo mo ngomongin orang. ini masalah pengaruh sosial juga sih. sering gw menangkap pola pikir manusia, khususnya orang indonesia, menuntut manusia lebih dari Tuhan menuntut manusia. orang pake jilbab jadi mesti serba suci. jadi lebih salah drpd orang yg ga pake jilbab kalo lagi pengen bolos solat, ngomong kasar/nyamblak/jorok, ngomongin orang, lebih2 kalo buka jilbab. itu yg membuat "pake jilbab" tidak sesimple menutup sebagian bagian tubuh. secara sosial, perempuan berjilbab dituntut serba lebih alim. padahal perempuan berjilbab juga manusia biasa. pingin berekspresi dan pingin jadi dirinya sendiri. perkara pake jilbab jadi perkara kerelaan seorang wanita untuk mengesampingkan sebagian kesenangan2nya. untuk Allah mungkin. kerelaan itu yg mahal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"aku sih cuma nyampein kewajiban untuk mengingatkan aja na, takut ga bisa jawab kalo Allah nanya, knapa anaknya ga dibangunin solat subuh? knapa kok anaknya gak diajak ngaji? knapa kok anaknya gak diingetin pake jilbab?.. kalo nina inget jilbab sih alhamdulillah..berarti aku bebas tugas yah.. sisanya urusan nina.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sangat demokratis tapi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sangat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;santai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngok!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-7683379245884966935?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-6747546004605152416</id><published>2010-01-20T16:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T16:51:11.105+07:00</updated><title type='text'>bosen</title><content type='html'>awalnya sih gw lagi browsing2 ttg skripsi.. tapi lama2 malah dandanin blog.. bosen sama template blog yang lama.. besides kayanya kok akhir2 ini jadi sering mondar mandir di blog..mungkin krn mulai punya banyak waktu dan sedikit kerjaan.. jadi bawaannya nyampah..tapi bisa gw akui kalo nyampah yg satu ini lumayan bermanfaat.. gw jadi bisa apdet sama cerita2 yg di share sama teman2.. kadang kalo di plurk kita ga bisa cerita panjang lebar tentang knapa kita ngerasain suatu perasaan atau lagi pengen ngoceh panjang lebar ttg apa yg baru kita lewati..(saaahhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah ah! jadi ngedangdut..&lt;br /&gt;gimana template baru gw?! hah?! hah?! kece ga?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-6747546004605152416?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/6747546004605152416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=6747546004605152416' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/6747546004605152416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/6747546004605152416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/01/bosen.html' title='bosen'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-968677180856560314</id><published>2010-01-16T08:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:37:43.177+07:00</updated><title type='text'>internship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hmm..gw lagi liat koleksi foto di laptop trus baru sadar kalo gw banyak koleksi foto selama menjalani program magang di suatu lembaga penelitian. csis. gw magang disini start tanggal 1 Juli 2009 sampe 31 September 2009, 3 bulan. hmm awalnya kita semua (ie2006) diberikan seminar oleh bu lana dan mbak sita mengenai adanya program magang di departemen, sebenernya program ini bisa saja dijadikan syarat kelulusan, tp tetap membuat laporan semacam skripsi juga. sangat tertarik sama program ini mengingat gw emang berencana gak ikut semester pendek yg ketiga, alesannya pengen nyantai aja, eh tapi diajukan program ini, jadinya tertarik. anyhooooo...magang deh tuh disana..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;disana dapet pengalaman banyak banget. mostly yg gw kerjakan disana itu seputar ngemengin tabel, bikin review, rapihin data mentah, dan diajarin banyak hal ttg tools2 penelitian lah pokoknya. orang2 disana juga baik2, asik2, mungkin krn mereka masih pada muda juga kali yah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;walaupun disana kadang punya kerjaan, tapi masih banyakan bengong2nya..tapi untung bisa bawa laptop da ada hotspot.. DAANNN YG PALING PENTING facebook ga di blok..hehe.. berikut beberapa dokumentasi selama gw magang disana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;disana gw dikasih satu cubicle sendiri, walaupun gw magangnya berdua, sama teye,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S1Ed_KIOdmI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zC8i6RUTeWk/s1600-h/sss.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S1Ed-95tMuI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/iFD5uSez4Eg/s1600-h/nnnn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S1Ed-95tMuI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/iFD5uSez4Eg/s320/nnnn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427151993563853538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S1Ed-luM9eI/AAAAAAAAAFI/xnZf3cbdu34/s1600-h/lll.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/_hLOqFvEycLM/S1Ed-luM9eI/AAAAAAAAAFI/xnZf3cbdu34/s320/lll.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427151987073152482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S1Ed-d0JLII/AAAAAAAAAFA/sMYYWxnRLcQ/s1600-h/ddddd.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/_hLOqFvEycLM/S1Ed-d0JLII/AAAAAAAAAFA/sMYYWxnRLcQ/s320/ddddd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427151984950586498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S1Ed9xCRg3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/ccsosyssLNs/s1600-h/ddd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S1Ed9xCRg3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/ccsosyssLNs/s320/ddd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427151972930257778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S1Ee5NtAPfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/J7un9BR6rtk/s1600-h/sss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S1Ee5NtAPfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/J7un9BR6rtk/s320/sss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427152994237955570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hehehehe pasti kalian mikirnya dokumentasi yg sama org2 kantor sana gtu deh..hahaha.. bukan bukan.. ini foto2 autis kalo lg idle ga ada kerjaan, bosen sama FB, dan plurk lagi sepi,, untuk membuat foto ini gw harus duduk rada maju sedikit karena kalo duduk nyender bisa ketauan sama bapak2 di cubicle depan.. nyehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kalo ada yg pengen nanya lebih lanjut ttg program magang,, gw akan senang sekali untuk men-sharenya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OIYA!!!! waktu magang gw sempet involve di satu penelitian yang dibikin oleh kak fajar dan kak carlos,, sempet disebut gtu deh nama gw di penelitian itu,, *hoho sungguh tersanjung* dan penelitian itu juga yang menjadi cikal bakal dr skripsi yg akan gw lakukan kedepan..hehe..&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/8034181890893978636-968677180856560314?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/968677180856560314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=968677180856560314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/968677180856560314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/968677180856560314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/01/internship.html' title='internship'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/S1Ed-95tMuI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/iFD5uSez4Eg/s72-c/nnnn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-6463465992053617146</id><published>2010-01-04T15:45:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T15:48:25.147+07:00</updated><title type='text'>takut</title><content type='html'>baru berasa susahnya kuliah begitu harus mulai berhubungan dengan yang namanya skripsi. ga santai sama sekali kalo mo bahas ini. sensitif. disini bener2 deh diuji kualitas gw sebagai mahasiswa. ga bisa lagi free rider. ga bisa gabut. intinya, lo males ya lo ancur. dan gw super duper maleeeeeeeeeesssss~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akh gilak!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-6463465992053617146?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/6463465992053617146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=6463465992053617146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/6463465992053617146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/6463465992053617146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2010/01/takut.html' title='takut'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-6173638615473334157</id><published>2009-07-14T13:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T14:19:15.256+07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day in bogor..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hari minggu kemarin gw mlakukan petualangan yang super seru bersama nyokap. Kita pengen nengokin sodara yang kakinya patah di cimande. Awalnya gw super males berangkat karena inget besokkannya mesti ngantor. Tapi ngga enak ama sodara yang sakit, masa ngga nengokin. Akhirnya brangkatlah kita ke Bogor naik kereta AC. Nyokap gw lumayan norak waktu naik kereta soalnya hampir ngga pernah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Turun dr kereta cuma naik 1 kali angkot kecil, sampailah kita di tempat sodara gw. Sebelum nyampe, kita sempet ngelewatin tajur. Begitu lewat, gw dan nyokap langsung liat2an (dengan tatapan licik, "i know what you want")  haha..  ditempat sodara gw itu kita cuma beberapa jam aja. Sempet numpang solat jamak karena roman2nya ngga bakal keburu ashar. Jam 3 cabut dr sana. Nyokap gw ngajak makan dulu di rumah makan sunda yg super pewe deket situ. Pas disitu gw baru sadar kalo gw main cukup jauh dr rumah. Kata nyokap gw, tinggal beberapa Km lagi bakal nyampe sukabumi. hueeekkk jauh bgt dah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Selesai makan, tujuan selanjutnya adalah tempat yg membuat gw dan nyokap gw liat2an tadi. Hehe apalagi kalo bukan tajur. Sesuai perkiraan kita emang lama banget muter2 tajur. Lebih lama dari waktu kunjung gw ke sodara gw, lebih lama dr waktu gw makan, bahkan lebih lama dr waktu tempuh dr rumah ke bogor. TAPI BODOHNYA KITA NGGA BELI APA-APAAAA..HAHA..HODOB ABIS. tapi emang karena barang2 tajur agak kurang napsuin sih. Emang niatnya ngga beli apa2 juga sih. Kita mrasa sama2 mubazir aja ke bogor kalo ngga mampir di tajur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tajur's done. Kita pulang. Sempet super kesel sama kondisi perkeretaan di Bogor yang ngga jelas. Sempet nunggu beberapa lama, tapi akhirnya dapet kereta juga. Untung dapet duduk, untung sejjuk, jadinya gw bisa tidur di kereta karena emang capek capek capeeekkk bgt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jadi inget dulu waktu gw masih bocah betapa nyusahin dan nyebelinnya gw kalo diajak jadi partner jalan nyokap gw. Suka nangis kalo nungguin nyokap liat2 barang2 nyokap2, maunya liat2 barang2 anak2 terus. Egois. Nyebelin. Cengeng. Rese. Tapi alhamdulillah makin gede makin bisa supportif satu sama lain. Secara yang di liat2 udah sama, kalo ngga baju, tas , sepatu. Emang paling nikmat deh jalan2 ama nyokap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-6173638615473334157?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/6173638615473334157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=6173638615473334157' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/6173638615473334157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/6173638615473334157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-day-in-bogor.html' title='What a day in bogor..'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-7234459103750138875</id><published>2009-06-25T21:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:39:31.920+07:00</updated><title type='text'>kosan-less</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;super duper tak ter-urus blog saya ini..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;oke! saat ini gw udh ga punya kosan lagi setelah selama 3 taun lamanya gw menghuni kosan yg sama. super duper sedih ngga punya kosan lagi. secara tempat itu yg bener2 menjamin tingkat privacy yg tinggi buat gw. nangis yg kaya org gila, ktawa yg kaya org gila, blajar yg ampe bikin gila, nyanyi2 kaya org gila, udh pernah gw lakukan di Griya Indah nomer 14 Anggrek itu..beberapa kali gw malah pernah berpikir kalo gw lebih betah di kosan drpd dirumah. saking pewenya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;skrg gw udh full tinggal dirumah. terpaksa hrs pulang pergi rumah-kampus kalo mo kuliah. knapa gw ga ngekos lagi? pertama, karena gw ga ngambil SP. kedua, karena gw hanya menyisakan sedikit mata kuliah untuk diambil di semester 7.  jadi kayanya cuma bakal beberapa hari dlm seminggu aja kuliahnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;awalnya gw agak ga suka sama suasana kamar yg drumah. udh usang gtu kayanya. jadi, berhubung gw totally udh ga punya kosan, gw mrasa perlu untuk merenovasi kamar kecil2an. pake modal sendiri, pake tenaga sendiri, mumpung punya duit, mumpung lagi libur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;alhasil gw berhasil ngecet seluruh tembok kamar sendirian, beserta geser2 lemarinya yg sempet bikin gw encok2. trus ngerubah tata letaknya. fortunately, gw amat sgt didukung sama bokap yg  secara suka rela membuatkan gw rak buku yg bisa nempel ditembok. dan nyokap gw yang secara suka rela membenarkan meja rias yang sedikit rusak. alhasil skrg gw udh sgt betah dgn kamar yg sekarang. yeay!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-7234459103750138875?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/7234459103750138875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=7234459103750138875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/7234459103750138875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/7234459103750138875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2009/06/kosan-less.html' title='kosan-less'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-7466871006571724101</id><published>2009-04-10T17:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T17:47:57.779+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;menyedihkan skali nampaknya blog ini sudah sangat lama terlantar. mumpung gw lagi ga ada kerjaan (ada sih sebenernya) mari kita post satu blog. gw mo cerita ttg kegiatan bermutu yang beberapa waktu lalu gw kerjakan. dimulai dihari rabu jam 3sore, gw nge-bidding calon panitia 7th Economix yang dipimpin oleh dwinda. lumayan bikin rontok lah yah,, mulai jam 3 sore, selesai jam 9.30 pagi besokkannya. untung lah ga lebih lama dr itu, soalnya gw ngebet bgt pengen nyontreng. sempet panik juga sih menyadari kalo bidding baru kelar jam 9an, mengingat waktu perjalanan yang gw butuhkan untuk sampe rumah bisanya 2 jam, jadi setidaknya gw harus cabut dr kampus skitar jam 9 supaya ngga telat nyontreng. jadi, waktu bidding selesai, gw langsung cabut balik ke rumah sampe2 males nungguin uchal yang masih nungguin ba-bi-bu-nya anak2 beres2 pasca bidding. jadinya gw tancap naik ojek ke gerbatama. sesuai harapan dan dugaan, ternyata jalanan sangat sepi sekali sehingga gw sangat percaya diri bisa sempet nyontreng dirumah. tapi oh tapi ternyata ditengah jalan tiba2 gw teringat bahwa carger laptop gw tertinggal diruang kanopi. sedikit panik, buru2 gw telpon roy dengan harapan dia masih dikampus. dan ternyata benar. langsung gw memohon roy utk nganterin carger gw ke bakso cakman deket rumah icha karena untungnya gw baru nyampe situ. akhirnya pengorbanan gw untuk naik ojek biar cepet sampe rumah menjadi zero sum karena gw harus nunggu roy di cakman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;laptop didapat, perjalanan dilanjutkan. jalanan masih sepi. alhamdulillah sepi. sehingga gw bisa pas banget nyampe rumah jam 10.30, lebih cepat dari perkiraan. dan nyontrenglah gw sambil dianterin si ibu karena gw sangat pemalu (hakahk). nyampe disana tanpa diduga ketemu si bapak yang ternyata didaulat jadi panitia penyontrengan. selesai nyontreng, balik, mandi, and theeeenn?? tentu saja gw harus menghajar tidur gw yang tertunda akibat bidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;bgitulah..&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/8034181890893978636-7466871006571724101?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/7466871006571724101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=7466871006571724101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/7466871006571724101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/7466871006571724101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-again.html' title='hello again'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-7184953522941126816</id><published>2009-02-17T13:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T07:41:35.356+07:00</updated><title type='text'>here i come..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BASIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;001. Real name ? nina namira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;002. Like it? ? sure. why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;003. Nickname(s)? na. nina. nab. nabir. bire. nabiw. biye. mira (hanya oleh si wati)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;004. Status ? fun-happy-energetic-free-active-independent single girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;005. Zodiac sign ? sagitarius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;006. Male or female ? female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;007. Elementary? SDN Kemang Raya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;008. Middle School ? SMPN 255 Jaktim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;009. High School ? SMAN 81 Jaktim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;010. Hair color ? Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;011. Long or short ? LONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;012. Eye color ? Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;013. Weight ? 50 kgs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;014. Height ? hmm..168 cms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;015. Righty or lefty ? Righty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;016. Loud or Quiet ? Quiet. Haha quiet abweeess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;017. Sweats or Jeans ? Jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;018. Phone or Camera ? Phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;019. Health freak ? Wanna be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;020. Piercings?? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;021. Do you have a crush on someone? ? Currently, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;022. Eat or Drink ? much more eat than drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;023. Purse or Backpack ? Purse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;024. Tattoos ? No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;025. Do You Like Yourself? ? Yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;026. Current worry? ? Peserta Rangkaian Emix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THIS OR THAT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;027. Orange or Apple Juice? ? Apple juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;028. Night or Day? ? Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;029. Sun or Moon? ? Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;030. TV or Internet? ? Internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;031.PlayStation or XBox? ? None of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;032. Kiss or Hug? ? Hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;033. Iguana or Turtle? ? Turtle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;034. Spider or Bee? ? Spider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;035. Fall or Spring? ? Ujan duit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;036. Limewire or iTunes? ? Limewire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;037. Soccer or Baseball? ? Baseball is so cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;038. First surgery ? never had one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;039. First piercing ? On my ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;040. First best friend ? Istiqomah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;041. First Sport? ? Gerak Jalan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;042. First award ? Lomba baca puisi (nyangka ga sih looo??!!! haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;043. First crush ? Kristian. Elementary-School-love stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;044. First pet ? Rabbits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;045. First big vacation ? Dufan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;046. First big birthday ? Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;047. Eating ? Bakpia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;048. Drinking ? Nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;049. I'm about to ? Shalat Isha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;050. Listening to ? Agnes Monica feat. Dhani Ahmad - Cinta Mati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;051. Singing? ? yes. yes. yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;052. Typing? ? This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;053. Waiting for ? Kiriman uang bwt bayar kosan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;YOUR FUTURE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;054. Want kids? ? nggg yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;055. When? ? After get married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;056. Want to get married? ? sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;057. When? ? At the right time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;058. Where Do You Want To Live? ? Nice-and-warm house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;059. Careers in mind ? Economist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;060. What Did You Want To Be When You Were Little? ? Standar lahh..dokter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;061. Mellow Future Or Wild? ? Exciting Future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;062. Something You Would Never Try? ? Yang haram2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH GIRL? (OR BOY IF YOU'RE A GIRL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;063. Lips or eyes ? Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;064. Shorter or taller? ? Taller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;065. Romantic or spontaneous ? Spontaneous yet romantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;066. Nice stomach or nice arms ? Stomach first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;067. Sensitive or loud ? Sensitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;068. Hook-up or relationship ? Relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;069. Trouble maker or hesitant ? In between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;070. Hugging or Kissing? ? Hugging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;071. Tan Skinned or Light? ? Tanner than me. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;072. Dark or Light Hair? ? Dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;073. Muscular or Normal? Normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;074. Lost glasses/contacts ? Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;075. Ran away from home ? for 2 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;076. Held a gun/knife for self defense?? nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;077. Killed somebody ? never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;078. Broken someone's heart ? dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;079. Been arrested ? jangan ampe yo oloh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;080. Cried when someone died ? Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;081. Kissed A Stranger? ? nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;082. Climbed Up A Tree? ? yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;083. Liked A Friend As More Than A Friend? ? ever? yes. now? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;084. Yourself ? Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;085. Miracles ? No. takdir? yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;086. Love at first sight ? No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;087. Heaven ? Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;088. Santa Claus ? No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;089. Kiss on the first date ? No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;090. Is there one person you want to be with right now ? right now, no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;091. Do You Like Someone? ? now, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;092. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life ? Kinda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;093. Do you believe in God ? Yes. Yes. Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LASTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;094. Recieved/Sent Text Message ? bapak/bapak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;095. Received Call ? delegasi emix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;096. Call Made? ? anak unbraw yg bpotensi dtng emix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;097. Comment On MySpace? ? I don't have one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;098. Missed Call? ? delegasi emix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;099. Person You Hung out With? ? Bapak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;100. Post as 100 truths and tag people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and now, i will tag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://coretankecilmahasiswabaru.blogspot.com/"&gt;aldi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://pspofwirapati.blogspot.com/"&gt;roy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://nurahmad.blogspot.com/"&gt;uchal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-7184953522941126816?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/7184953522941126816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=7184953522941126816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/7184953522941126816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/7184953522941126816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2009/02/here-i-come.html' title='here i come..'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-5292946806778357816</id><published>2009-01-29T09:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T09:43:58.827+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Output Liburan Kali ini..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Libur ganti semester kali ini ga banyak gw habiskan di luar rumah. Yah kira2 gw sudah kembali menyusun jadwal acara TV setiap jam nya. Seperti biasa, tontonan utama gw ga jauh2 dr infotainment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tapi khusus untuk acara TV yang satu ini, gw memperhatikan adanya perubahan emosi dalam menontonnya dari minggu ke minggu. Dan acara tersebut adalah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;TERMEHEK-MEHEK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Satu-satunya orang yang totally terbius dengan acara ini dirumah gw adalah si ibu. Setiap kasus yang dibahas di acara ini seolah-olah bener2 terjadi, menurut ibu gw. Dan konflik2 yang terjadi didalamnya bener2 dikomentarin seolah2 acara itu beneran seru. Gw udah berkali-kali bilang kalo acara itu cuma acting doang, dan beberapa kali dia udh terlihat paham kalo itu cuma acting, tapi tetep aja ngga muak2 nonton Termehek-mehek. Berapa kali gw bilang itu acara sampah, makin kmari malah makin seru si ibu nonton termehek-mehek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dan ke-konsisten-an ibu itu ternyata membawa dampak buat gw. Waktu liburan yang kurang lebih satu bulan cukup bisa menggambarkan betapa seorang ibu bisa sangat powerful dalam menentukan interest seseorang dalam menyaksikan acara TV dirumah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Minggu pertama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Merasa sangat terpaksa harus menyaksikan acara yang sangat sampah ini. Belum lagi harus mendengarkan komentar-komentar ibu yang membuat acara itu terasa seolah-olah seru, padahal ngga. Apalagi kalo ada adegan2 berantem yang tiba2, nyokap gw bisa beneran teriak "aaaa!!! eeeehhh!!!!". Gw cuma bisa geleng2, dan bergumam dalam hati "astagaa,," &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Minggu Kedua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sudah mulai pasrah dengan kebiasaan ibu yang sangat dia gemari ini. Tapi gw tetep merasa hina menyaksikan acara ini. Dan yang lebih mengerikan lagi, mungkin karena nyokap gw merasa kalo gw juga turut hanyut dalam cerita, dia sudah mulai berani untuk melibatkan gw untuk mengomentari adegan2. Kalo ada adegan yang membingungkan, "eh eh eh! kok ada cewe, na? siapanya tuh na?", gw hanya mampu menjawab dengan datar dan sedikit jijik, "gatauk". Dan kalo ada adegan yang menghebohkan, "ya allah,,kasian banget tuh anak,,", gw hanya bisa menahan gemes dengan menutup mata sebentar dan bergumam dalam hati, "ibuu,,cant you just see? acting buuu!! itu cuma acting!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Minggu Ketiga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Di minggu ini, tidak bisa dibilang nyaman, tapi bisa dibilang gw sudah terbiasa. Sudah mulai bisa memahami bahwa se-sampah-sampahnya acara ini, tetap, bisa menghibur banyak orang, termasuk ibu. Dan Kebetulan cerita2 di minggu ini lumayan ngga sampah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Minggu Keempat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Suatu fenomena yang gw sendiri pun malu menyadarinya. Hari itu hari sabtu. Sore-sore sekitar jam5. Gw memegang remote. Dan sebuah kalimat menjijikan terlontar dr mulut gw, "Bu, termehek-mehek jam berapa sih?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OH... EM... JI...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hanya bisa teriak kepada diri sendiri:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"NAH!! MAKAN TUH REALITY SHOW!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dan hanya bisa bergumam dalam hati:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"You win, mom! You really win,,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-5292946806778357816?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/5292946806778357816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=5292946806778357816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/5292946806778357816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/5292946806778357816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2009/01/outout-liburan-kali-ini.html' title='Output Liburan Kali ini..'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-5111920867360813761</id><published>2009-01-29T09:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T09:26:21.246+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pagi ini, sebuah resolusi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sodara-Sodara tanpa disangka pagi ini gw dapat menjalankan sebuah rencana yang lumayan out-of-ordinary dr kehidupan gw sehari-hari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HARI INI GW BERHASIL LARI PAGI!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hakhak,, mungkin lari pagi adalah kegiatan yang biasa bgt buat banyak org. Tapi buat gw, yang susah bangun pagi dan males bergerak, ini sebuah terobosan baru (wuee..) apalagi gw melakukannya sendirian. Sebenernya rencana lari pagi di UI udah gw canangkan dr sejak gw jadi maba, sekitar 2,5tahun yang lalu, dan baru kesampean skrg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Rute nya ga jauh sih, cuma lari di sepanjang jalanan menuju asrama dr arah kutek. Tapi ngga berani sampe ujung asrama soalnya sepi dan takut ketemu orang yang aneh2. Lumayan lah, berangkat jam 06.08, pulang jam 06.35, dan ditutup dengan sarapan bubur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hoho, gokil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-5111920867360813761?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/5111920867360813761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=5111920867360813761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/5111920867360813761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/5111920867360813761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2009/01/pagi-ini-sebuah-resolusi.html' title='Pagi ini, sebuah resolusi!'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-8176972277129936889</id><published>2008-12-30T14:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T15:22:36.064+07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOGYAKARTA</title><content type='html'>teman2,,&lt;br /&gt;saya baru saja pulang dr jogja,,&lt;br /&gt;brangkat tgl 20, pulang tanggal 26 desember,,&lt;br /&gt;gw brangkat bersama rombongan Kanopi FEUI dengan tujuan studi banding ke IE UGM,,&lt;br /&gt;ada skitar 23 org yg ikut,&lt;br /&gt;terdiri dari &lt;br /&gt;IE05: hanri,hage,kumkum,banyu,sempak,febri,&lt;br /&gt;IE06: nabir,happy,icha,uchal,ichal,roy,aldi,alia,widi,cabe,fiqih,radi,&lt;br /&gt;IE05: dwinda,dara,didi,reta,mulia,&lt;br /&gt;untuk rincian kegiatan, kalian bisa liat di blog nya &lt;a href="http://happy-ordinarygirl.blogspot.com"&gt;happy&lt;/a&gt;,,&lt;br /&gt;intinya &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;seru sekali&lt;/span&gt; lah,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senang sekali bisa jalan2 setelah penat dgn urusan perkuliahan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SVnWmht9TJI/AAAAAAAAADY/SApiOW_PCfM/s1600-h/DSC_0357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SVnWmht9TJI/AAAAAAAAADY/SApiOW_PCfM/s320/DSC_0357.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285491595070491794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SVnXX1GL8AI/AAAAAAAAADg/IcDC7u6D7vY/s1600-h/DSC_0515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SVnXX1GL8AI/AAAAAAAAADg/IcDC7u6D7vY/s320/DSC_0515.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285492442085978114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SVnY1ketUKI/AAAAAAAAADo/anwdy0Pb-_U/s1600-h/DSC_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SVnY1ketUKI/AAAAAAAAADo/anwdy0Pb-_U/s320/DSC_0188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285494052533129378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SVnaAaD-XVI/AAAAAAAAADw/Hbo9DcHEVN8/s1600-h/DSC_0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SVnaAaD-XVI/AAAAAAAAADw/Hbo9DcHEVN8/s320/DSC_0205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285495338226834770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senaaaang skaliii...&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for next vacation,,&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-8176972277129936889?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/8176972277129936889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=8176972277129936889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/8176972277129936889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/8176972277129936889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2008/12/yogyakarta.html' title='YOGYAKARTA'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SVnWmht9TJI/AAAAAAAAADY/SApiOW_PCfM/s72-c/DSC_0357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-5047613075857731465</id><published>2008-12-11T19:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:30:42.390+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day</title><content type='html'>Hari ini usia gw tepat menginjak 20 tahun. Bisa dikatakan sebagai ulang tahun yang lumayan buruk secara gw di hadiah-i UAS hari pertama dan sakit flu. Org pertama yg ngucapin adalah Elfira (sodara gw) lewat sms trus dilanjutkan oleh telepon alia yg ga suaranya beler2 kasur gtu. Anyway, thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulang tahun kali ini bener2 ga brasa kaya lg ultah. Gw jg ga berbunga2 kaya ultah2 biasanya. Faktor kedewasaan juga kali yah? (hakhak anjay!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sumpah deh, mungkin ini hari ultah tersial yg pernah gw alami. Selain flu dan ujian td, ada beberapa ksialan lainnya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertama, Entah bagaimana caranya di hari ke-3 di minggu ini, gw sudah menghabiskan 80rb buat fotokopi nana nini, biasalah menjelang ujian, sehingga pagi ini duit gw cuma 20rb, itu pun akan pasti akan berkurang saat gw menjalani hr ini. Dan benar! pagi jam 10 gw sarapan beli sarapan ketoprak depan seharga 5rb (jarang bgt gw bela2in sarapan pagi, berhubung lg sakit flu, gw memaksakan diri untuk makan). Trus nyampe kampus, bgitu ngeliat muka widi, langsung inget utang fotokopian seharga 10rb, trus sorenya masih harus fotokopi bahan esdal seharga 4rb. Gw pulang ke kosan hanya berbekal seribu rupiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kedua, siang ini, persis setelah gw dzuhur dan bergegas ke kampus, tiba2 hujan turun. Lumayan deras. Gw tau gw punya payung, tp gw jg tau kalo payung gw udh dalam keadaan mengenaskan (akibat JGTC kmrn), udh ga berbentuk deh intinya. Tapiiii,,, drpd gw keujanan dan tambah sakit? mending gw nahan malu deh spanjang perjalanan. Akhirnya gw brangkat. Baru nyampe di Lamongan tiba2 angin mulai gede. Payung gw yang barusan ga berbentuk makin2 jadi lemes-seperti-tak-bersendi DAN MENDING lemes nya kebawah, ini udah TERBANG2 dengan bebas nya keatas gr2 ketiup angin. Dengan perasaan tertekan akan rasa malu yg menderu, gw ambil langkah taktis untuk nelpon sasa. Minjem payung. Sasa pun meminjamkan. TAPIIIIII rasa tertekan itu tdk langsung reda setelah menyadari betapa besarnya payung yg dipinjemin sasa (yg ternyata payungnya andra). Sumpah ini payung rasanya cukup untuk MAYUNGIN GORILA!!!! GEDE BANGAAATTT!! warna merah lagih. Bodo. Yang penting nyampe tanpa keujanan. Hal positif dr payung yg se-gede gorila ini adalah bahwa dia bisa menutupi wajah gw dr pandangan heran org sekitar. Hakhak Bodo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketiga, sore ini, saat gw balik lg ke kosan, agak gerimis, karena ujannya ngga gahar, gw memutuskan untuk tdk memakai payung. Alhasil gw agak sedikit basah. Sampe dikosan, saat gw memutuskan untuk mandi, gw mandapati kenyataan bahwa lampu kamar mandi gw putus. Gelap. DAN BERHUBUNG GW ADALAH SEORANG PEMBERANI DAN TIDAK TERPENGARUH OLEH HAL2 MISTIS, maka gw memutuskan untuk ga jadi mandi. (hakahk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keempat, entah akibat apa, tiba2 gw merasa sakit gigi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitulah kesialan saya hari ini. Sesampainya gw nyampe kosan, gw merasa perlu untuk memutar otak untuk bagaimana caranya gw bertahan hidup dgn uang seribu (lebay), but yes i did. Akhirnya gw melancarkan operasi "NYARI DUIT" dalam arti kata sesungguhnya. Gw ngorek2 smua kantong celana, laci, kantong tas, lemari, dan meja blajar buat nyari duit yg keselip2 sambil tdk berhenti berzikir "yaa razzaq yaa razzaq" (hakhak lebay), but yes once again, i did. Dan alhamdulillah nya gw berhasil mengumpulkan SEMBILAN RIBU RUPIAH SODARA SODARA!!! Sembilan ribu serasa sembilan juta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini juga lumayan banyak gw alokasi-in buat bales comment2 di facebook. Pegel juga sih. Tapi alhamdulillah lah teman2 masih perhatian sama gw (ahaayy!!). Thanks banget yah teman2kuuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besok masih ujian, dan alhamdulillah nya lagi besok ujiannya open book. Smoga besok gw sukses. Smoga teman2 yg lain jg ikt sukses. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoaahh,,ulang tahun yang bermakna. Dengan kesialan2 itu, gw tau Allah mo nunjukin kalo gw bukan siapa2 yang masih sangat butuh bantuan orang. Sambil menghela nafas, gw cuma bisa berdo'a semoga gw selalu dikelilingi oleh orang yang menyayangi gw. Semoga keharmonisan gw dan keluarga yg gw rasakan skrg bisa bertahan untuk waktu yang lebih lama lagi. Semoga gw selalu diberikan kesempatan untuk terus bersilaturrahmi dengan teman2 yang amat sangat gw sayangi ini. Smoga Allah senantiasa melimpahkan rezeki yang berkah buat gw. Smoga semua rencana bisa tercapai walaupun sambil terseok2. Smoga gw bisa berguna buat lebih banyak orang nantinya. Semoga gw menjadi org yang lebih baik. Smoga smua cita2 tercapai lah. Amin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, nabir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-5047613075857731465?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/5047613075857731465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=5047613075857731465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/5047613075857731465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/5047613075857731465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2008/12/day.html' title='The Day'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-3983916647242131427</id><published>2008-11-27T23:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:14:58.119+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perut Saya Bolong</title><content type='html'>Teman-teman, perut saya bolong. Malam ini, saya baru saja memesan makanan &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;instead of&lt;/span&gt; merasa kenyang karena beberapa waktu sebelumnya saya baru memesan pangsit di kafe baru dan beberapa waktu sebelumnya lagi udah makan kupat tahu yang cukup ber-porsi besar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman-teman, perut saya bolong. Malam ini, saya rela makan lele goreng (yg menurut saya cukup nasty walaupun enak) &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;instead of&lt;/span&gt; ayam goreng yang niatnya saya pesan tapi ternyata sudah habis. Lalu, saya rela makan lele tersebut dengan nasi putih &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;instead of&lt;/span&gt; nasi uduk yang juga sudah habis. Lebih parah, saya rela mengunyah nasi putih tersebut yang ternyata terasa belum sepenuhnya matang karena masih agak keras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman-teman, perut saya bolong karena saya susah merasa kenyang dan saya rela memakan makanan yang sebenarnya tidak saya sukai demi memenuhi hasrat saya untuk makan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman-teman, mungkin perut saya tidak bolong. Karena saya pernah merasakan bagaimana rasanya kenyang. Namun, disaat saya kenyang, saya tetap memiliki hasrat untuk makan. Mungkin karena nafsu makan saya yg sedang besar akibat perubahan musim (wtf??!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman-teman, saya ngga masalah kalo perut saya bolong. Yang jadi masalah kalo kantong saya yang jadi bolong akibat perut saya yang terasa bolong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-3983916647242131427?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/3983916647242131427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=3983916647242131427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/3983916647242131427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/3983916647242131427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2008/11/perut-saya-bolong.html' title='Perut Saya Bolong'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-1745378443997947531</id><published>2008-11-24T20:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:18:28.196+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazzier Than Ever</title><content type='html'>Gw mo sedikit cerita ttg hari minggu kemaren yg cukup patut untuk diceritain. Hari minggu kmrn adalah JGTC ke-3 yang pernah gw datengin. Dan,,sorry to say,,mungkin ini adalah JGTC ter-ga-oke yg pernah gw datengin. Ga masa kini lah. Menurut gw, untuk acara se-kaliber JGTC, agak sayang bgt aja kalo ampe terganggu sama ujan yg super gede-ga-ktulungan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari itu, gw hijrah dr rumah ke kosan skitar jam 1 siang. Gw berencana dtng jam 4sore supaya ga kena panas terik dan supaya ga bingung solat asharnya. Spanjang nunggu, beberapa kali gw denger gluduk. Sempet parno juga, takut bakal ujan, cuma gw pikir, ga bakal ujan lah, kan ada JGTC. Maksudnya, gw yakin anak JGTC pasti manggil pawang dan pasti ga bakal ujan. Tapi walaupun gtu, gw ttp bawa payung dan anduk kecil buat jaga2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam4 tiba, gw pun brangkat. Paaaaass bgt gw nyampe digerbang masuk,pas ujan dimulai. Dsitulah gw bersyukur karna gw bawa payung, walaupun payung gw keadaannya cukup mengenaskan. Nyampe didalem gw cuma bisa liat orang seliweran lari2 nyari tempat neduh. Cukup berduka deh buat cewe2 yg dandan abis2an buat ke jeget. Cukup berduka juga buat cowo2 yg udah spike rambut abis2an. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bener2 basi bgt pas neduh ddpn pos satpam depan. Spanjang bdiri gw cuma bisa terus2an ngedumel, "sumpah ga seru parah, ga seru parah". Sampe akhirnya gw melihat roy, icha, aldi dan rombongannya masing2 lagi lari ke arah LD,,langsung gw teriakin mreka,,jadilah mreka smua nebeng payung gw yg renta itu. Akhirnya yg tadinya gw kering2 aja, jadi ikutan basah kuyup-sekuyup-kuyupnya. Hoaahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SSq3bY3bD3I/AAAAAAAAACY/_O7VrcSmqTY/s1600-h/23112008072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SSq3bY3bD3I/AAAAAAAAACY/_O7VrcSmqTY/s320/23112008072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272227994949848946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekitar 30menit berada dlm keadaan gantung. Akhirnya kita memutuskan untuk pulang aja. Aldi, roy, icha pulang krumah masing2,dan gw ke kosan. Lumayan gondok juga sih,,secara gw blom liat 1 performance pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAN YANG PALING BIKIN EMOSI ADALAH..tepat banget setelah gw nyampe dkosan,tiba2 ujannya berenti aja loh, kdengeran jedak-jeduk dr arah kampus,trus tiba2 suara afgan sayup2 kdengeran. aaaaaaarrrrghh!!! Jegetnya udah mulai lagiii!!! Mengingat gw lg dlm keadaan kurang sehat, gw merasa hrs keringin badan dulu. Urusan gw bakal balik lg, liat ntar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mandi&lt;br /&gt;**solat magrib&lt;br /&gt;***duduk2 sambil OL,,&lt;br /&gt;****suara jeget makin kedengeran, bikin emosi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya..&lt;br /&gt;OK!!! ga peduli rambut belom kering, ga peduli perut lagi sakit, ga peduli becek2an,,GW BALIK LAGI SODARA SODARA!!! masih bersama payung gw yg mengenaskan itu gw susuri kutek yg becek dan ga ada ojek. Sampe di FE gw cuma bisa senyum meringis ngeliat terpal jeget udah jebol, padahal baru jam 6.30,,hadoohh hujan memang mengacaukan segalanya. Termasuk mood gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keberangkatan gw yg kedua (untuk hr itu) ke jeget udah dengan tekad yg berbeda. Biasanya gw ke jeget nyari ngumpul2-bareng-anak2, skrg udah bodo amat. Gw ga peduli kalo gw ga bakal ktemu siapa2 dsana. Bener2 sendiri. Nyelip2. Nyampe depan. Dapet view pewe. Udah! Gw ga nyentuh hape sdikitpun untuk nanyain anak2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untunglah bgitu gw dpt posisi wuenak, pas bgt Gugun and The Blues Bug main. Amat sangat memperbaiki mood. Next star..The Groove Reunion yg check sound nya super duper lamaa yg ternyata performnya ga se-sensasional biasanya. Lanjut..Indo Crossover Jazz yg nggg.. gmana yah, ga tau deh, gw mrasa ada yg salah dgn overall performance nya, semuanya terlihat dan terdengar cukup jazz, cuma aja Stage act dan suara vokalisnya agak ga menyatu dgn the whole band yg udah oke bgt, pendek kata, vokalisnya ganggu. Next..Tao Combo yg oke bgt, cuma agak kurang dpt sambutan yg oke krn mungkin org2 udah pd kcapekan dan udah ga tahan bgt liat maliq. And last..MALIQ N D'ESS SODARA SODARA!!! ini nih..ini nih yg namanya great performance. Ga banyak cincong, bikin crowd jd smangat, smua audience ikut nyanyi, ikut joget, jeda dr satu lagu ke lagu brikutnya super cepet, stage actnya terencana bgt ga asal2an, keren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw udah tau dr awal, untuk mengobati badmood gw yg td sore, gw cuma perlu liat one great performance dan gw tau kalo maliq punya itu. Dan teori gw ga salah. Walaupun akhirnya gw keujanan lagi dan harus mandi keramas lagi jam 12malem. Gapapalah..cukup worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho..ada beberapa hal:&lt;br /&gt;*Hal yg ga pernah gw lakukan sebelumnya: mandi+keramas sehari sampe tiga kali&lt;br /&gt;*Ujan cukup membawa hikmah: gw ga perlu men-jamak solat maghrib yg td nya gw rencanakan kalo ga ada ujan.&lt;br /&gt;*Nonton festival sendirian ternyta asik juga, selain lo bebas mo kmana2 sndirian, nyempil2nya juga jadi lebih gampang &lt;br /&gt;*Berdiri (ga duduk atau jongkok sbentarpun) dr jam 6 sampe jam 12? mungkin rekor baru buat gw&lt;br /&gt;*Salah satu firasat gw ga terbukti: Alhamdulillahnya gw ga sakit nih skrg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitulah reportase dr event 31st Jazz Goes To Campus. Selamat saya ucapkan kepada panitia 31st JGTC. Acaranya sukses, cuma ujannya aja yg ganggu bgt. Gw ttp pulang dgn mood yg oke anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-1745378443997947531?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/1745378443997947531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=1745378443997947531' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/1745378443997947531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/1745378443997947531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2008/11/jazzier-than-ever.html' title='Jazzier Than Ever'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SSq3bY3bD3I/AAAAAAAAACY/_O7VrcSmqTY/s72-c/23112008072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-2292017653897311145</id><published>2008-10-15T10:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T10:39:56.414+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Longest</title><content type='html'>Hm Hm Hm...teman teman..rambut saya sudah panjang sekali ternyata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak juga yang menyadari..&lt;br /&gt;Banyak yang kaget..&lt;br /&gt;Banyak yang ga percaya..&lt;br /&gt;Gw beberapa kali dituduh pake extention..&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin karna gw terlalu sering menguncir rambut, jadi ga keliatan kalo rambut gw panjang bgt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw pun shock lhoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini juga abis dipotong, tapi ttp panjang,,&lt;br /&gt;Hoho,,Kayanya ini rambut gw yang terpanjang seumur hidup deh..&lt;br /&gt;Senangnyaaa..&lt;br /&gt;Manjanginnya lumayan capek lhoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw emang sengaja manjangin rambut,&lt;br /&gt;Biar kliatan kaya cewe dikit,,&lt;br /&gt;Haha,,secara,,kelakuan,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kira2 rambut gw udah sepanjang ini..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm senangnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SPVlrWZCanI/AAAAAAAAACA/rDtB46XlaX0/s1600-h/rambut+panjang+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SPVlrWZCanI/AAAAAAAAACA/rDtB46XlaX0/s320/rambut+panjang+edit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257219935444298354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagus ga kawan2?&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-2292017653897311145?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/2292017653897311145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=2292017653897311145' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/2292017653897311145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/2292017653897311145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2008/10/longest.html' title='The Longest'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SPVlrWZCanI/AAAAAAAAACA/rDtB46XlaX0/s72-c/rambut+panjang+edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-1805987049064563745</id><published>2008-10-06T10:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T10:51:38.899+07:00</updated><title type='text'>And Thank God Finally She Is Back</title><content type='html'>Oke. Blog ini adalah bentuk klarifikasi atas pertanyaan beberapa orang yang dari kmarin nanyain kabar handphone baru gw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejak masuk kuliah emang ni handphone blom pernah gw bawa ke kampus. Yaah selama mulai semester baru lha, sampe masuk libur lebaran lagi. Tapi untuk beberapa orang yang waktu itu ikut pembubaran Kanopi ke Pulau Seribu pasti tau kalo gw punya handphone baru, Nokia N70.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi begini kisahnya,,&lt;br /&gt;Akhir agustus kmarin, gw lupa tepatnya kapan, Kanopi periodenya Bolay pembubaran ke Pulau Seribu, ke Pulau Pramuka lebih tepatnya. Happy bgt dong gw,,pembubaran full gratis, bawa HP baru, bareng temen2 deket lagih. Disana kalo ga salah kita nginep 3hari. Ga begitu banyak yang bisa dilihat sih disana, tapi yang lumayan menghibur yaitu acara snorkling yang lumayan banyak, puas gw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di hari kedua disana, kita kelilingin pulau yang ada disana. Lumayan lama lha kita mesti stay di boat, kepanasan, banyak minum, alhasil anak2 banyak yang jadi pengen pipis. Trutama yang cewe2. Disaat2 genting itu, pas org berharap qta bakal balik ke villa buat pipis, ternyata qta masih harus mampir ke pulau lain (gw ga tau namanya apa) untuk makan siang. Bingung. Panik. Pengen pipis bgt. AND YOU KNOW WHAT?! di pulau yang emang kecil bgt itu ga ada kamar mandinya. Okee,,berhubung kondisi biologis tidak mampu menahannya lagi, akhirnya kita memutuskan untuk mencari spot pantai yang sepi untuk pipis bareng2 disana. Haha. Guilty Pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada lumayan banyak yang pipis disana. Gw pun turut serta. Gw duduk di kedalaman pantai yang tingginya se perut gw (dalam posisi duduk), trus mulailah pipis. Yah namanya juga laut, pasti ada ombaknya. Beberapa kali gw kehantam ombak kecil tapi karna lagi konsen pipis jadi gw cuek aja. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa saat setelah pipis. Pas gw pengen foto2. Gw mendapati HP gw mati. Bingung. Trus gw coba nyalain. Ga nyala2. Pas gw liat2, ternyata bagian bawahnya basah total. O'oouuww. I'm in trouble. Panik sih, tapi cukup di dalam hati. Tampang sama mood gw sih cool2 aja. Kalo anak2 nanyain HP gw bwt dipinjem bwt foto, cukup gw jawab, "lowbat hape gw!!". Haha kebohongan publik. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu terjadi insiden itu, hape gw umurnya baru seminggu. Yang pikirin cuma apa yang harus gw bilang ke bonyok. "hape aku kecipratan air laut", "hape aku kerendem waktu aku pipis di laut", "aku pipis dilaut trus ga brasa ternyata aku bawa hape ke pinggir laut", "hape aku, aku pipisin dilaut". Aaakkhh,,kata2 itu muter2 dikepala gw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yasudahlah. Ternyata mreka memaklumi kecerobohan kawula muda. Next problem adalah bagaimana menyembuhkannya? i'm crossing my fingers semoga hape gw bisa digaransi. Setelah dibawa ke nokia center dan toko hape langganan bokap di deket rumah, mereka sama2 mengidentifikasi kalo penyakit hape gw terletak pada LCD. Yang ternyata baru gw ketahui kalo LCD ga termasuk dalam layanan garansi. Alhasil gw harus bayar 600rb buat ngebenerin tuh hape. Speechless. Nangis aja dah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw pasrah. Gw cuma mikir, terserah deh, ga punya gsm lagi juga gapapa. Ga enak abis sama bokap, mrasa bego bgt. Tapi bokap gw yang sangat pengertia itu akhirnya mau bayarin biaya service itu. Huhu terharu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya, sekarang, gw bisa kembali memainkan hape gw setelah sekitar 2 minggu mati total. Alhamdulillah,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORAL OF THE STORY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Jangan pernah make your self like at home dengan pipis sembarangan di laut orang!!! Apa lagi dalam jumlah massal bersama teman2 lo!! Pastikan lo permisi dulu kalo mo pipis ditempat baru!!! Sial!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-1805987049064563745?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/1805987049064563745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=1805987049064563745' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/1805987049064563745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/1805987049064563745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-thank-god-finally-she-is-back.html' title='And Thank God Finally She Is Back'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-8483644353525890734</id><published>2008-10-06T10:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T10:50:27.868+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selalu Berbobot Bersama Qbeng</title><content type='html'>Bagi yang blom tau, gw punya temen sejurusan dan seangkatan bernama Rizky Firmansyah alias Qbeng. Anak ini ga sering nongol dikampus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw ga bgitu deket sama Qbeng secara kuantitas. Tapi ketika gw ngobrol berdua sama Qbeng, gw merasa seperti lagi ngobrol sama diri sendiri atau sama Allah (dari segi bahasan). You know, kadang2 ada hal2 yang sangat penting dalam hidup lo, sangat mempengaruhi kepribadian lo, tapi ga pernah lo bahas sama siapapun karena sangat personal dan menyangkut cara kita memandang Tuhan dan menganggapNya sebagai apa dalam hidup kita. Sangat sensitif. Sangat Relatif. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, gw ga tau knapa gw bisa se-comfort itu, se-rileks itu, dan se-lancar itu untuk membahasnya bersama Qbeng. Sepanjang hidup gw, baru skali ini gw share sama orang. Dan pikiran gw sama Qbeng bisa dibilang sangat sejalan. Mungkin ini karena Gw dan Qbeng memiliki pikiran yang sama dalam memandang Tuhan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi walaupun begitu, gw dan Qbeng memiliki banyak perbedaan prinsip juga. Gw itu lebih realistis, logis dan sedikit pesimis. Kalo Qbeng lebih yang melankolis, romantis dan agak2 so sweet gtu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo di itung2 selama dua tahun gw kenal Qbeng, sebenernya baru 2 kali gw diskusi (dalam durasi panjang) dengan Qbeng, kalo papasan dan ngobrol2 ringan aja sih sering, secara sekampus. Tapi sekalinya ngobrol sesuatu yang serius, bahasannya selalu dalem bgt. Daleemm bgt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diskusi yang pertama qta lakukan di kelas Pengantar Bisnis-nya Pak Sis Semester Satu. Ditengah2 perkuliahan qta diskusi masalah bagaimana prinsip percintaan qta masing. Waktu itu yang gw inget, prinsip Qbeng adalah dia rela hidup miskin sebagai tukang kembang selama dia masih bisa hidup bersama orang yang dia cintai dan bisa memberika setangkai bunga setiap harinya untuk orang yang dia cintai itu. Sedangkan gw, gw bilang kalo gw ga perlu nikah sama org yang gw cinta bgt, yang biasa aja gapapa selama dia bisa memenuhi kebutuhan materi gw (alias kaya) dengan baik, semua termaafkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Terlihat bagaimana labilnya emosi qta masing2. Yang satu dangdut parah, yang satu matre ga ktulungan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diskusi yang kedua, tanpa direncanakan kita lakukan di lobi perpus belom lama ini. Kali ini pembahasannya lebih ke pandangan qta ttg Tuhan, definisi 'bahagia' bagi masing2, dan prinsip pekuliahan. Diskusi yang ini durasinya lumayan panjang. Kali ini Qbeng punya rencana untuk ngulang mata kuliah yang sebenernya udah lulus untuk memantapkan mata kuliah selanjutnya yang mungkin berhubungan. Misalnya dia mo ngambil ekonomet1 lagi, walaupun dia udah lulus, untuk persiapan ngambil ekonomet2. Itu prinsip Qbeng. Sedangkan gw, prinsip gw, mata kuliah yang udah lulus itu udah ga perlu di ulang2 lagi. Apalagi cuma karena alasan pemantapan. Menurut gw buang waktu. Gw juga agak kurang sepakat sama orang yang doyan nyuci nilai. Apalagi selagi blom di akhir2 tahun kuliah. Mungkin ini karena gw bukan orangn yang nilai-oriented tapi lebih ke lulus-oriented. Ada salahnya juga sih. Tapi yah,,namanya manusia, beda2 lha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intinya, ga tau knapa, kalo lagi ngobrol berdua sama Qbeng, walaupun hanya diawali dengan perbincangan ringan yang basa-basi, tapi ujung2nya pasti ngomongin sesuatu yang serius dan dalem DAN yang paling penting bermanfaat. Perbedaan pandangan dalam diskusi ini ga pernah membuat gw emosi, beda bgt sama kalo gw sedang berdebat dengan bahasan lain dan orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Itulah Qbeng. Jarang Kliatan. Misterius. Tau2 dateng. Tau2 ilang. Datang tak diundang. Pulang tak diantar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-8483644353525890734?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/8483644353525890734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=8483644353525890734' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/8483644353525890734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/8483644353525890734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2008/10/selalu-berbobot-bersama-qbeng.html' title='Selalu Berbobot Bersama Qbeng'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-3682410576883701317</id><published>2008-10-06T10:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T10:48:26.095+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Miracle of Griya Indah 14 A</title><content type='html'>Oke. Yang akan gw ceritakan ini adalah keajaiban yang sebenernya udah gw rasakan semenjak gw ngekos di kutek. Di Griya Indah lebih tepatnya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kosan gw ini bagaikan rumah kedua gw setelah yang di Jatibening. Rumah utama malah kalo lagi weekdays. Kalo di itung2, kira2 udah 2 tahun lebih gw tinggal dikosan ini. Udah banyaaakk banget yang terjadi disini. Mulai dari jaman ngerjain tugas ospek, blajar buat ujian di aula bawah, ngerjain tugas organisasilah, kepanitiaanlah, banyak. Berbagai mood gw lewati dikosan ini, seneng, sedih, meng-goblok, serius, religius, bete, macem-macem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw smpet punya pikiran untuk pindah kosan dengan alesan ganti suasana dan karena jauh dari pintu kutek, tapi kayanya beraaatt bgt ninggalinnya. Udah pewe bgt soalnya. Dibandingkan dengan kosan lain, kamar gw tergolong lebih besar, lebih lega jadinya, trus WC nya duduk, ini penting buat gw. Udah gitu ada aula serba guna yang sering banget gw booking buat blajar bareng anak2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ada satu kelebihan special yang dari tadi pengen gw ceritain. Kamar ini, Griya Indah 14 A punya satu keajaiban yang aneh dan ga bisa gw jelaskan dengan ilmu yang gw tau. Jadi kamar ini slalu melancarkan sistem pencernaan gw. Percaya atau ngga, setiap gw baru nyampe kosan dari rumah, pasti banget gw langsung ngerasa pengen boxing (red-boker). Kadang2 kalo balik dari kampus juga menghasilkan efect yang sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pokoknya by the time gw nyampe kosan, pasti gw langsung mules. Bingung juga sih. Seneng juga tapinya, secara gw tergolong orang yang ga terlalu lancar jadwal boxingnya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awalnya gw sempet berdalih, secara dikutek kalo kmana2 slalu jalan kaki, jadi mungkin metabolisme badan gw jadi lebih sehat, jadinya boxing gw lancar. Tapi ngga juga sih kalo dipikir2. Kalo baru dateng dr rumah gw kan slalu naik ojek, jadi kayanya bukan faktor metabolisme tubuh deh. Gw juga sempet mikir kalo ini disebabkan faktor Feng Shui kamar gw yang pas untuk melancarkan pencernaan. Haha. Ga tau lah.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneh sih. Tapi gw nikmatin aja lah keanehan ini. Walaupun banyak duka tinggal dikosan yang lumayan jauh ini, gw tetep cinta bgt ama ni kosan. Udah pewe soalnya. Udah kenal baik sama pa'de dan bu'de (penjaga kosan) walaupun kadang2 suka terlalu ketat penjagaannya. Anak2 kampus juga pasti lebih seneng gw ngekos disini. Secara qta bisa menfaatin aula bawah buat macem2.&lt;br /&gt;Huhu cinta bgt ama ni kosan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-3682410576883701317?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/3682410576883701317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=3682410576883701317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/3682410576883701317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/3682410576883701317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2008/10/miracle-of-griya-indah-14.html' title='The Miracle of Griya Indah 14 A'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-2094950189966461544</id><published>2008-09-24T09:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T09:53:03.918+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Huuaaaa seruuu!!!!!</title><content type='html'>gw sedang blokwalking, trus menemukan quiz ini di blog nya widi,,trus nyoba2,, trus ktagihan,,haha,,coba deh,,&lt;br /&gt;nanti komen yah,,box yang mana yang mnurut kalian paling merepresentasikan gw,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Spaghetti with Meatballs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatpastadishareyouquiz/spaghetti-meatballs.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to most people, you are very family focused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are social, but you tend to mostly socialize with those you are already close to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to bond with your friends. Sharing time together is very important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are trustworthy and responsible. You like your friends knowing that they can count on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatpastadishareyouquiz/"&gt;What Pasta Dish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Personality is Very Rare (ESTP)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality type is dominant, driven, poised, and self-aware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only about 5% of all people have your personality, including 3% of all women and 6% of all men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Extroverted, Sensing, Thinking, and Perceiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/"&gt;How Rare Is Your Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Face Says&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdopeoplethinkofyourfacequiz/face.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first glance, people see you as strong willed and stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, your true self is reserved and logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With friends, you seem dramatic, lively, and quick to react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you seem mysterious and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In stressful situations, you seem selfish and moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatdopeoplethinkofyourfacequiz/"&gt;What Do People Think Of Your Face?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Little Addicted to Gossip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouaddictedtogossipquiz/gossip-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your view, most gossip is pretty harmless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's a pretty fun way to pass the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're willing to pass on some juicy details...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as you're not impacting anyone's personal life too deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/areyouaddictedtogossipquiz/"&gt;Are You Addicted to Gossip?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Nail Polish Color is Black&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolornailpolishbestfitsyouquiz/black.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you're unique: There's nothing about you that isn't unique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why your style rocks: You are a total indie chick... and you can pull it off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this color says about you: "I'm a trendsetter and don't care what anyone else is doing!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatcolornailpolishbestfitsyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Nail Polish Best Fits You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Expression Number is 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourexpressionnumberquiz/four.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practical and down to earth - everything in your life is organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a great writer and teacher. You never forget a detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very patient, you have the ability to cultivate talents in difficult fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also tend to have an artistic side. You'd make a great architect or classical musician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You face your responsibilities with a positive attitude - and you always get things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are serious, sincere, honest, and faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes your strong sense of responsibility leads to frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also tend to develop strong likes and dislikes, which border on dogmatism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At you're worst, you can be a dominant disciplinarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatsyourexpressionnumberquiz/"&gt;What's Your Expression Number?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are a Believer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/believer.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe in God and your chosen religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're Christian, Muslim, Jewish, or Hindu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your convictions are strong and unwavering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think your religion is the one true way, for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/"&gt;What's Your Religious Philosophy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Psyche is Violet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolorisyourpsychequiz/violet.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are spiritual, intuitive, and serene. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People trust you to rescue them from bad situations, and you usually come through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you are quite enlightened, you find that your path is very lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are too violet:  you can't connect to ordinary life or ordinary people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you don't have enough violet: you lack wisdom and can't learn from the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourpsychequiz/"&gt;What Color Is Your Psyche?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-2094950189966461544?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/2094950189966461544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=2094950189966461544' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/2094950189966461544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/2094950189966461544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2008/09/huuaaaa-seruuu.html' title='Huuaaaa seruuu!!!!!'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-8156578834355054277</id><published>2008-08-26T09:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T09:47:09.257+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC</title><content type='html'>ooh deary me,,&lt;br /&gt;my AB got C,,&lt;br /&gt;ABC hoho,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya SP selesai juga. Akhirnya gw bebas dari makul akun. Akhirnya gw lulus dari momok makul akun yang udah pasti ga ada korelasi positif antara dosen baik, belajar keras, absen full dengan nilai yang bagus. Udah terbukti di 3makul akun yang pernah gw lewati. PA1, PA2, dan AB. Siapapun dosennya, bagaimanapun keadaan absen gw, sesering apapun ikut asis, selarut apa gw belajar, bagaimanapun perasaan gw menjelang ujian, mo semangat kek, mo pasrah kek, bagaimanapun keadaan gw pas keluar ruangan ujian, mo senyum2 kek, mo "pengen nangis" kek, tetep. Nilai gw C smua dimakul itu. PA1, PA2 C+. AB--C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempet bete juga waktu tau nilai AB gw cuma C. UTS gw emang 59, tapi UASnya gw rasa lumayan. Tapi, yaudah lah ya. Setelah menyadari banyaknya temen gw yang ga seberuntung gw, yang masih harus bergulat dgn makul sialan itu. Alhamdulillah lha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi knapa harus slalu bgini yah? Perasaan gw waktu menjalani makul akun slalu sama. Seperti di-teror ancaman utk ga lulus. Slalu bikin ga tenang. Gw slalu yakin kalo usaha yang gw keluarkan akan memberikan hasil yang ga sesuai. Jadi bikin "pengen nyerah aja". Slalu gitu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasilnya juga slalu gitu. Slalu jelek. hha. hodob. Padahal buat belajar menjelang ujian ga pernah ga gila2an. Slaluuu ampe bgadang. Ampe gila deh pokoknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah untunglah rintangan yang satu itu udah ter-atasi. Gw bisa fokus ke makul IE yang ga kalah sialan juga sih sebenernya, tapi masih sopan lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah semangat aja lah. Buat gw blajar itu ga ada yg asik. Yg asik cuma main. hha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-8156578834355054277?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/8156578834355054277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=8156578834355054277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/8156578834355054277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/8156578834355054277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2008/08/abc.html' title='ABC'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-5374133314711747124</id><published>2008-08-26T09:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T09:45:50.876+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty Is Painful</title><content type='html'>Sodara2,,gw baru sempet curhat nih,,curhat ttg pengalaman pertama. Pengalaman ter-menyakitkan dalam hidup gw, pengalaman yang membuat gw berlinangan air mata,sampe sesegukkan,sampe mata gw bengkak,di depan banyak orang,yg gw ga kenal pula,,pengalaman yang membuat gw ga berhenti2 berkata2 kotor sepanjang kejadian, pengalaman yang akhirnya membuat gw benci sama satu profesi, pengalaman yang membuat gw berpikir ttg suatu pekerjaan yang wajar sbg pekerjaan yang biadab,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke. Gw sedang membicarakan pengalaman pertama gw di-facial. Kejadian ini berangkat dari keinginan gw untuk beresin jerawat gw selama liburan, yang sangat didukung oleh ibu gw yang sangat pengertian itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kronologisnya: gw dan nyokap memikirkan tempat yang oke buat diamanatkan merawat wajah gw. Dengan mempertimbangkan pengalaman, akhirnya nyokap gw milih dokter lis (listiani). Cabang kalimalang yang lumayan sepi.&lt;br /&gt;Kita berangkat..&lt;br /&gt;Sampe disana..&lt;br /&gt;Gw registrasi..&lt;br /&gt;Masuk ruangan..&lt;br /&gt;Disuru tiduran..&lt;br /&gt;Muka gw dipegang2..&lt;br /&gt;Dibersihin..&lt;br /&gt;Mulailah..&lt;br /&gt;Jerawatnya dipencet2..&lt;br /&gt;Dari Jidat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;***aduh! anjrit sakit bgt!***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulai ke pipi kanan kiri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;***biadaaaabbb!!!taiikk!!sakit babiii!!!***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu jerawat di pipi kiri gw yang sedang merekah2nya dipecahin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;***akkkhhh!!! anjing!***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetesan air mata mulai berlinangan..&lt;br /&gt;Disini gw mulai mendramatis..pertanyaan2 lebay mulai mengusai kepala gw yang sedang tersakiti..knapa harus se-sakit ini tuhan? knapa harus ada jerawat dmuka gw? knapa Engkau ciptakan suatu pekerjaan se-biadab ini (facial)? Knapa beautician ini bisa segitu tega mencet2 jerawat gw? knapa kok mesti segininya untuk memuluskan wajah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suara2 pertanyaan itu makin membuat tangisan gw menjadi2..kali ini udah pake sesegukkan..walaupun sesegukkan tapi gw ttp silent cry, alias kaga bunyi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disaat tangisan gw udah menghasilkan sesegukkan..gw udah merasa agak lebay..lalu gw mencoba untuk menenangkan diri dengan terus2an ngambil napas panjang..biar tenang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi walaupun mental gw udah tenang..sesegukkan gw ttp ga bisa ilang.. air mata juga ga bs brenti ngalir..disini gw mulai sadar kalo ternyata gw nangis bukan karna lebay..tapi emang karna ke-sakitan ga ktulungan. Buktinya mental gw udah tenang tapi air mata masih deres ajah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inilah yg akhirnya bikin mata gw bengkak. Nyokap gw cuma bisa diem aja ngliat gw se-menderita itu. Ga comment apa2. Padahal sebelum gw nagis, nyokap gw intens ngajak ngobrol gw selama proses facial. Dia emang sengaja duduk disebelah gw buat nemenin proses facial pertama gw. Setelah gw nangis, suasana jadi hening. Suara sesegukkan jadi makin ter-ekspose. sial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauticiannya ampe bujuk2 gw supaya berenti nangis biar maskernya cepet kering. Gw juga berusaha keras untuk berenti nagis. Tapi ga bisa. Sesegukkan juga ga bisa berenti. Ga tau knapa. Ga ada yang bisa gw kontrol saat itu. Ga tau knapa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Part. Yang ga kalah biadab. Beautician manggil dokternya. Untuk apa? UNTUK NYUNTIK JERAWAT GW. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;**taiiiikkkkk!!!**&lt;/span&gt; jerawat gw yg melendung satu2 disuntik sama dokter yang ga kalah biadab ama beautician. Mereka memang sekongkol. Untuk menyakiti gw, secara fisik dan mental. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bener2 pengalaman yang membawa gw ke titik terlemah dalam hidup gw, setelah gw colongan ngaca pake layar HP gw dan ngliat muka gw yang banyak darahnya gara2 dsuntik. Lemes. Langsung ga ada tenaga. Ga berdaya deh pokoknya. Gw cuma bisa napas. Dan..nangis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-5374133314711747124?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/5374133314711747124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=5374133314711747124' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/5374133314711747124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/5374133314711747124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2008/08/beauty-is-painful.html' title='Beauty Is Painful'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-1669921388252253406</id><published>2008-08-06T22:01:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:01:57.149+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need To Learn How To Drive (for some more)</title><content type='html'>Huh hah huh! It has been 2 years since the last time I spend time to learn how to drive. HARI INI SODARA SODARA,,gw dpaksa menyetir mobilnya alia dari perpus UI ampe FE. Hoho,,I was soo nervous, in other side, I was very excited. Pelaku2 itu adalah alia, dape, uchal, and roy. Ga tau karna mobilnya alia sangat first-user friendly apa gw yang tambah expert, tapi  gw merasa jauh lebih jago dari trakhir gw nyetir mobil. Haha. Of course lah, dulu gw blajar nyetir pake carry pick up ama civic yang bentuknya mirip starlet itu, skrg? Gw dsuru bawa mobil atoz yang kecil, enteng, baru, yang kata bokap gw kalo dibawa kenceng brasa kaya melayang gtu katanya. Gtu haha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengkyu yah pe, al, uch, roy, gw jadi tertarik lagi blajar nyetir. Hoaam. Smoga berhasil. Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-1669921388252253406?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/1669921388252253406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=1669921388252253406' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/1669921388252253406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/1669921388252253406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2008/08/need-to-learn-how-to-drive-for-some.html' title='Need To Learn How To Drive (for some more)'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-8662488744153684023</id><published>2008-08-06T19:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T19:57:04.438+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats Mpok Happy!</title><content type='html'>Hoaahh..blom nulis blog ttg happy sama skali. Teman gw yang sangat membanggakan ini akhirnya memenangkan kontes Abang Mpok Depok 2008 sebagai wakil 1 yang setra juara 2 gtu deh. Padahal menurut gw Happy sangat pantas untuk memenangkan kontes itu sebagai juara pertama. Hmm,,mungkin bukan rejeki ajah hep,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi inget gmana perjuangan happy untuk ngejabanin ini smua. Mulai dari beli-beli barang macem2, bikin paper, brangkat pagi, pulang malem bgt, latihan nari, ksana kmari naik ojek, pulang naik angkot sendirian, mondar mandir nyepol rambut. Gapapa hep. Worth it kok. Lumayan lah,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngomong2 nyepol, jadi inget, kejadian hari itu, haha, bersama sasa, kami di daulat untuk menyepol rambut happy yang sangatlah pendek itu. Lokasi: kosan sasa. Waktu: siang2 abis makan siang, besoknya ujian MP. Pelaku: Sasa&amp;Nabir --&gt; Pencepol dan Happy --&gt; Penderita cepolan. Diawali dengan arahan dari happy ttg bagaimana kami harus ngubek 2 rambutnya. Setelah blagak mengerti, langsung saaa!!! Hajar!! Mulailah kami nyepolin rambutnya happy. Susah. Sumpah susah. Tapi sebagai amatir, hasil karya kerjaan lumayan bagus kok. Gw sih ngeliatnya gitu. Tau deh. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambil dicepol, si Happy juga sambil2 dandan. Poles muka sana sini. Diikuti sasa yang tergoda untuk belajar dandan pake full make up. Akhirnya? Kegoblokan ini berlanjut . Happy ,Sasa, dan Gw pada akhirnya, jadi full make up smua. Hooamm. Goblok parah. Yang tadinya kita masih sambil2 ngapalin MP, sekarang? Udah lupa. Malah foto2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngga terasa udah jam 4 ajah. Happy harus cabut ke balai kota. NAIK OJEK DENGAN CEPOL HARUS TETEP NANGKRING DI PALA NYA. OMG perjuangan oh perjuangan hep! Waktu itu gw cuma bisa berdoa smoga lo diberikan balasan yang setimpal,,hakhak. You go girl!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Malam final tiba. Yak, cukup ngaret. Gw cukup terhibur melihat temen gw yang kurang gemulai ini menari-nari sunda di atas panggung. Pake fashion show pula. Sayangnya anak2 kurang membawa logistic supporter yang heboh. Jadi kurang all out ajah gtu. Blom lagih roy, icha, samin balik duluan jam 9. Untung aja bala bantuan yang terdiri dari abdul, kunam, ujay and agil dateng bela2in buat happy naik angkot pulang pergi,, (harus ada special thanks nih hep buat mereka!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw, uchal, yoan, alia, sasa, dan cabe pun harus buru2 pulang sebelum pintu kutek tutup. Sorry hep,ga nonton ampe abis. Yang penting berhasilkan? Alhamdulillah lah,,Juara Wakil 1 udah bagus bgt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu pesan deh buat temen gw yang hebat ini,&lt;br /&gt;Hep, mengingat perjuangan lo sangatlah berat, maka jangan sia2in waktu satu tahun lo ini menjabat sebagai mpok depok. Mengingat lo akan sibuk selama satu tahun ini, maka jangan sampe salah ngatur waktu buat kuliah. Mengingat lo akan banyak memiliki banyak teman baru, maka jangan sampe lupa sama teman2 lo yang semakin usang ini yah.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoga Sukses Hep,,&lt;br /&gt;Cup Cup Waw Waw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-8662488744153684023?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/8662488744153684023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=8662488744153684023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/8662488744153684023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/8662488744153684023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2008/08/congrats-mpok-happy.html' title='Congrats Mpok Happy!'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-794322535623812764</id><published>2008-08-02T17:31:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T17:39:57.444+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Si Goblok dan Si tolol</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: Wooyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: hai sistah&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: lohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: Uda megang brp chapter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: brotah deng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: sialan&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: emank gw bencong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: engga,,&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: tadi lagi di page nya heidy,,&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: trus2 tau2 lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: ciee yg Flash Disknya ktemu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: iya nih&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: seneng bgt deh&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: untung gw blom beli baru,,&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: fuih&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: untung saja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: Itu takdir Ilahi&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: uda blajar??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: blum sama skali&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: baru balik dr rmh&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: abis membinglas&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: lo udah megang brapa chapter roy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: loh lw di kosan nihh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: iyah betul&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: baru ntar alem mo blajarnya,,&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: makanya ngungsi ke kosan&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: kalo drumah ga bakal blajar&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: ada tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: ama sasa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: blom,,&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: paling bentar lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: blajarnya mksd gw..&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: enaknya ada partnernya&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: tetep OL yaa..&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: biar klo gw nanya2 gak usah tlpn ato SMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: iyah,,&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: paling bentar lagi ktemu sasa buat blajarnya&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: gtu&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: oke2&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: keep ol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: sipp&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: gw juga lg ksepian bgini&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: no one around but you&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: pada kmana ya?&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: blajar smua apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: (emoticon)&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: so sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: romantis ya?&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: sayang blm malem&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: gak mungkin candlelight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: iya yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: apa kita berbuat aja bir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: yuk&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: mamih sedang ada hasrat nih&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: papih siap&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: mmm...&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: klo gitu papih minum obat kuatnya dulu&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: sama pemanasan&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: kpan dimulainya nihh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: sip sip&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: mamih tunggu&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: jangan kelamaan pih&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: mamih ga sabar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: papih udah siap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: tunggu bentar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: kapan kita berbuat kebajikannya mih?&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: mo ngapain kita?&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: operasi esmut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: bisa&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: mamih udah ga sabar nih membantu orang2 yang membutuhkan&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: hasrat patriotik mamih sedang berkobar nih pih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: iya nih mih&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: papih juga ingin menjadi inspirasi orang2&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: mih&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: koq gak pernah berkunjung ke blog papih sihhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: SERING!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: papih tukang tuduh ih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: mamih gak pernah meninggalkan jejak&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: mana papih tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: mamih kan secret admirernya papih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: masak uda jadi mamih papih msh secret admirer?&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: mamih ngasal ahh&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: ngeles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: mamih tuh selalu mengunjungi blog papih&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: liat liat,,&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: nyari2 nama mamih ksebut&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: nunggu2 papih nyritain mamih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: papih uda nyeritain maih gitu&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: *mamih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: kurang banyak&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: mamih kurang puas&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: pasti papih lebih seneng mikirin cewe lain deh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: yah mamih&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: mamih juga gak pernah nyeritain papih&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: ihh&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: mamih koq malah su'udzon gitu sihh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: masa cewe mulai duluan&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: gengsi dong pih&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: masa mamih kliatan ngejar2 papih&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: malu dong pih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: ah mamih alesan nihh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: pih&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: mamih mo nanya deh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: apaan mih?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: jadi kalo mamih direbut sama sahabat papih? papih rela?&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: gtu pih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: ya nggak donk mih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: alah papih bohong&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: mamih ngga pernah spesial dimata papih&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: papih bohong&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: mamih mo bunuh diri ajah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: koq mamih ngomong begitu?&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: mih&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: gimana papih mau hidup klo mamih gak ada??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: papih gombal&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: emang mamih perempuan apaan bisa digombalin gtu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: papih gak gombal mih&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: mamih knapa sih?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: mamih kecewa&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: sama papih&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: sama prasaan mamih yang obsesi sama papih&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: sama keadaan dimana papih nyatanya ngga tergila2 ama mamih&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: sama prasaan cinta mati sama papih&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: mamih mati aja lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: mamih!&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: sadar!&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: papih cinta banget sama mamih&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: mamih lyat mata papih&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: apakah ada keraguan dan kebohongan di sana&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: apakah papih bohong klo papih sayang sama mamih!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: pih&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: mata papih ga kliatan&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: kita lagi ol pih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: oiya&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: papihkan picek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: NAH KAN!&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: pasti lagi ada perempuan lain didepan papih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: apaan mih&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: addduuuuhh&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: mamih&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: papih cuma sayang sama mamih&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: masak mamih gak percaya sih?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: pih&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: mamih siap2 pergi dulu&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: papih doain mamih yah disini&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: mamih udah ga sanggup lagih&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: mamih pergi dulu&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: untuk slamanya&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: papih cari perempuan yang lain&lt;br /&gt;Nina Namira: bye pih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;royben_studdard: MMMMAAAAAMMMMMMIIIIIHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: Jangan tinggalin papih!&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: Papih gak mau wanita lain&lt;br /&gt;royben_studdard: Papih cuma mau Mamih!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-794322535623812764?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/794322535623812764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=794322535623812764' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/794322535623812764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/794322535623812764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2008/08/si-goblok-dan-si-tolol.html' title='Si Goblok dan Si tolol'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-4091864988313527363</id><published>2008-07-30T18:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T18:36:17.820+07:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY IS A LAUNDRY DAY</title><content type='html'>Huh hah huh hah…uughh berat… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini gw bangun dengan tekad akan mlakukan bersih2 dikosan dan mencicil beberapa chapter MP. Pertama, hari ini gw berhasil mengumpulkan semua barang2 yang patut dicuci untuk dibawa ke laundry. Persediaan baju kotor slama 2minggu, sarung bantal, sarung guling, beserta bed cover a.k.a kasur darurat yang pasti kepake kalo temen2 gw pada nginep dkosan gw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karna bentar lagi bakal ada peristiwa UAS AB dan Bidding, maka gw memperkirakan akan ada yang nginep dikosan gw. Karena itu, buat yang nanti mo blajar AB bareng till drop? Tenang,,kasur darurat gw akan sudah bersih nantinya. Yak iyak iyak.. alhasil, gw berhasil memasukkan semua barang2 cucian tersebut ke kantong plastiknya. Ada satu kantong plastic gendut berisikan baju2 kotor dan ada satu tas bedcover super gede berisikan bedcover, bantal kecil, sarung bantal, sarung guling, dan seprai. Huff..beratt!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak sampai disitu! Hati gw ikut2an berat setelah sampai di tempat laundry nya dan menimbang cucian gw. DAN SLURUH CUCIAN GW MEMILIKI BERAT 7KG SODARA SOADARA!!! Hoohh damn..gw harus membayar 23.000 untuk 7 kg cucian. Huf huf..gw ga pernah nyuci sgini banyak. Gokil lah. Tololnya, gw baru mnyadari kalo tnyata duit gw tinggal 10rb,,[shiiiiiiiittt],,”mba,,bayarnya nanti aja pas ngambil yah?”--&gt;“oke gapapa”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai saat ini pukul 18.30, misi gw yang kedua yaitu untuk mencicil beberapa chapter MP belum terlaksana. Feeling gw,,, GAGAL. Gagal nyicil maksudnya. Bukan gagal ujian. Haha. Amin. Soalnya gw ktiduran dari jam 3 ampe jam 6 sore. Najiisss,,kebo parah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-4091864988313527363?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/4091864988313527363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=4091864988313527363' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/4091864988313527363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/4091864988313527363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-is-laundry-day.html' title='TODAY IS A LAUNDRY DAY'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-9218552546136430900</id><published>2008-07-24T21:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:14:04.377+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pa' Kacep Vs Cinta Laura</title><content type='html'>Huhuhu..hari ini dilewati dengan begitu banyak rencana..salah satu rencana gw dipagi hari adalah [tentu saja] kuliah AB alias akuntansi babi (red-biaya) bersama dosen tercinta bapak katjep. Malemnya gw udah membuat rencana yang sangat rapih supaya bisa menjalankan semua rencana dengan rapih juga. Salah satunya adalah rencana bangun pagi supaya ga telat masuk AB. Namun, apa daya rencana tak sampai, tiba-tiba, kaboom!!! Gw bangun jam 8 pas ajah gitu yah..padahal masuk kelas AB juga jam 8.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Namun sedikitpun semangat saya untuk kuliah tidak pudar sama skali sodara sodara!!! Gw malah berjanji untuk naik ojek dari depan kosan ke FE. Hahah [mubazir parah]. Ternyata oh ternyata ga ada satu tukang ojek pun di kosan gw. Akhirnya gw jalan. Sampe kelas jam 8.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tekad yang udah gw rencanakan malam sebelumnya untuk mengikuti perkuliahan AB dengan serius dan semangat, lagi lagi tinggal tekad belaka. Entah mengapa setiap kalimat pertama yang keluar dari mulut pa’ kacep menimbulkan efek: seperti ada yang menjentikkan jari di depan mata gw dan membuat gw tertunduk tidur. Kaya di hipnotis deddy corbuzier gitu. Haha. Ampun pa’ kacep..maafkan saya..saya sangat menghormati bapak..tapi bapak mengingatkan saya pada kakek saya yang udah meninggal yang selalu membuat saya juga tidur setiap beliau membuka topic pembicaraan dimana beliau selalu menjadi pembicara utamanya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khusus hari ini ada pengganggu lain. Entah mengapa hari ini, dikelas AB, gw diteror dengan nyanyian cinta laura dengan lagu becek ga ada ojek yang di remix itu loh. Terror ini Cuma ada dipikiran gw doang sih. Tapi ganggu banget. Gw ga bisa berenti nyanyiin lagu itu [dalam hati] pas lagi mperhatikan pa’kacep. Sebegitu mengganggu sehingga setiap gw berusaha keras untuk konsen ke pa’kacep, maka semakin keras juga cinta laura nyanyi2 di pikiran gw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampailah disuatu titik. Rasa ngantuk yang dahsyat dipadukan dengan ke-tidak-konsentrasi-an. Jadilah seolah-olah omongan pa’kacep masuk bergantian dengan nyanyian nya cinta laura. Lama-lama kaya duet di kpala gw. Pusing deh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; “&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;persentase control cost&lt;/span&gt;…tung tung tung mana ujan ga ada ojj…&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;consist of prevention cost, appraisal&lt;/span&gt;…mana ujan ga ada ojek, becek, mana ujan ga ada ojj…&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;failure is like a reduction&lt;/span&gt;..mana ujan ga ada ojek, becek”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ev7XvYIN-7Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ev7XvYIN-7Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw juga bingung knapa harus lagu itu yang mengiang-ngiang dikepala gw. Mungkin karena arwah gw masih penasaran sama ojek yang tidak gw temukan dipagi harinya. Iyah iyah..mungkin. Gw mo mngucapkan salut deh sama orang yang ngeremix omonganya cinta laura. Keren banget. Dodol banget lebih tepatnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hihi..begitulah cerita gw hari ini. Untunglah,,AB adalah makul akun terakhir yang harus gw ambil. Smoga lulus. Biar ga usah ngulang. Amin.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Kepada pa’kacep: saya benar2 no offense kepada bapak. Sumpah pak..piss pak..piss..cup cup waw waw..&lt;br /&gt;Buat tukang ojek: okey yah kalian,,giliran dibutuhin pada ngabur,,oke jek,,okeee&lt;br /&gt;Buat cinta laura: tengkyu yah udah mengisi pikiran gw pagi2 dengan omongan lo yang sangat happening itu. You’re very talented girl! Okey,,global warming,,global warming is cool, right?&lt;br /&gt;Buat Tuhan: plis tuhan,,pliss ijinkan saya lulus makul AB,,pliss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-9218552546136430900?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/9218552546136430900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=9218552546136430900' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/9218552546136430900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/9218552546136430900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2008/07/pa-kacep-vs-cinta-laura.html' title='Pa&apos; Kacep Vs Cinta Laura'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034181890893978636.post-4791540250810123811</id><published>2008-07-23T18:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T18:32:41.472+07:00</updated><title type='text'>neng nabir si neneng</title><content type='html'>Hoi hoi,,&lt;br /&gt;Perkenalkanlah sodara-sodara,,ini adalah blog barunya nabir. Mungkin sebagian besar diantara sodara-sodara skalian tau kalo gw kemaren punya blog yang isinya agak sedikit babi karena diisi dengan pendapat-pendapat yang kedengerannya kaya mahasiswa baru mLetek banci idealisme pengen ngomong ini itu gitu. Hihi,,ngga lah,,itu pendapat gw beneran kok. Gw masih mengakuinya sampai sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Knapa gw bikin blog ini? Karena seiring dengan berjalannya waktu ternyata gw merasa perlu juga untuk membagi kegiatan-kegiatan setiap hari-ku ke kalian yang pengen tau lebih deket sama aku. Jadi, ketik REG (spasi) NABIR kirim ke 9090 untuk berlangganan. Sms yang kamu terima aku kirim langsung dari hape aku. Jangan lupa yah! &lt;br /&gt;Haha,,ngga lah! Setelah blogwalking ke beberapa blog yang ada di seantero dunia ini (..!..) kayanya seru juga untuk mnyritain hal2 yang ringan dan seru buat diceritain ke org2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knapa ‘&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;nengnabir&lt;/span&gt;’? &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;bikoz,,es komper tu mai enoder blog&lt;/span&gt; (karena, jika dibandingkan dengan blog gw yang satunya lagi),,blog yang ini akan diisi dengan &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;deyli ting dad hepen in mai deyli laif &lt;/span&gt; (keseharian yang terjadi dalam kehidupan sehari-harii gw) yang dilalui bersama teman2 yang neneng, keluarga yang neneng, dan orang2 neneng lainnya yang sempat mampir datang dan pergi meninggalkan ke-neneng-an ke-neneng-an dalam hidup gw. Jadi, kata neng di depan kata nabir sebenarnya saya persembahkan untuk neneng-neneng seperti orang2 tersebut, termasuk kalian. Jadi awalnya gw pengen ngasih nama blog  ini berupa nabirneneng.blogspot.com,, namun, mengingat ke-neneng-an tersebut tidak hanya dilakukan oleh gw sendiri, jadi, gw  ga mau menanggung semua beban itu. Cukuplah kata neneng disingkat menjadi ‘neng’ dan diletakkan didepan nama gw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apakah ‘&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;neneng&lt;/span&gt;’ itu? ‘neneng’ dapat diartikan gila jika diasosiasikan dengan tokoh ”neneng pe’a “  yang ada di film nya si cecep yang berperan sebagai orang gila, suka cengengesan sendiri, dan suka melakukan hal-hal gila (d’oohh!! Namanya juga orang gila). ‘neneng’ juga dapat diartikan norak dan dangdut jika kita asosiasikan dengan “neneng anjarwati”, seorang penyanyi dangdut yang berpakaian nyentrik,  dengan aksi panggung eksentrik, yang kadang-kadang terlihat menarik, jika dia mlakukan aksi panggung yang enerjik.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intinya, arti kata neneng tidak ada yang bersifat ameliorasi alias selalu peyorasi dimana asosiasi berbentuk hiperbola dan terkadang ironi atau personifikasi disaat litotes berubah menjadi pars pro toto atau totem pro parte karena inflasi harus diatasi dengan deflasi melalui revaluasi atau devaluasi dan sebagainya. Terima kasih.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034181890893978636-4791540250810123811?l=nengnabir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/feeds/4791540250810123811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034181890893978636&amp;postID=4791540250810123811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/4791540250810123811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034181890893978636/posts/default/4791540250810123811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nengnabir.blogspot.com/2008/07/neng-nabir-si-neneng.html' title='neng nabir si neneng'/><author><name>Nina Namira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407378079955139545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLOqFvEycLM/SdsYsXXAFQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IapWseQW3YY/S220/nametag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
